(this is a work of fiction, do not do this in real life, you will be at risk of death or injury, not to mention posting yourself is probably illegal and as always with self bondage act sensibly and safely and always have a backup plan)

Double checking the details of my order my heart beats excitedly as I get everything ready for my delivery to be picked up. One of the few advantages that came with the pandemic was the postal service picking up items to post from your home. I have been planning this for quite a while, ever since the idea came into my head I couldn’t stop thinking about the it and now after months of work it’s finally ready.

I stand in front of the huge wooden crate, from the outside it looked like a normal large wooden box, with the small exception of some tiny pin holes dotted around it to allow air in. Inside the box however it was a completely different story, all six sides of the crate were covered with thick padding which both provided comfort and worked as soundproofing to prevent nearly any noise from being heard, I’d tested it the other day by placing my phone inside while it played music at full volume and the sound barely made it through, it could be better but as I will be gagged already I highly doubt that I could make such loud noises, so it is up to the standards needed. Inside the box are various different pieces of equipment all as important as the last, at one end of the box are some steel manacles attached to a short chain connected to the bottom of the box, this will be where I will be restraining my ankles, the short chain will prevent me from kicking the side of the crate and either damaging it or make to much noise when I inevitably struggle in my bonds. Attached to the wall above it is a large box with several tubes coming out of it, this will be for managing any waste I create during my travels, one of the tubes is bigger than the others and ends in a huge hollow metal buttplug, another smaller tube feeds into the plug, this will pump an enema into my ass every few days to make sure that there are no blockages. Another tube is designed to attach to a chastity device and be inserted into the urethra. Both these tubes go into the box which holds two large bags, out of the top of these bags is a tube, these tubes are overflow tubes, the urine bag should last around a few weeks and will likely overflow during my journey and the waste bag should last over a month, so unless there is a delay it shouldn’t overflow, these tubes feed into the penis gag at the other end of the crate, the penis gag is hollow and covered in small holes to allow the disgusting liquid food to fill every inch of my mouth, the feeding tube is comes from a box attached to the wall of the crate in front of where my head will be and contains enough food and water for one and a half months. The food will be force feed to me once a day and three times a day water will be force down my throat in the same way, this will also be the only way I have to tell how long I’ve been in the crate.

The rest of the equipment was in the lid of the crate, including several computer batteries that will power everything and would do so for months due to how little power is actually going to be used, two fans one at the front and the other at the back, each with sensors that will turn them on if the box goes above 25 degrees or the oxygen level gets low, thus serving two functions, keeping me from overheating to much, a bit of sweating inside the box is ok, a fun bit of torture even, but I must think of the long term needs, and making sure that there is sufficient air flow through the tiny pin holes. Also on the lid are a set of handcuffs, the locking mechanism is attached to a GPS device and is set to unlock on arrival to my destination. Also attached to the lid is a small box with several wires, these are to be plugged into my buttplug, chastity cage and clip onto my nipples, the box they’re attached to is set to randomly shock me anywhere between 15 minute to 3 hour intervals and can last anything from a quick shock to a minute long continuous shock, the plug is also programmed to randomly vibrate for random periods of time ranging from a minute to half an hour. The last thing on the lid are the keys to the leg restraints, collar and chastity cage, dangling just out of reach but will jingle whenever to crate is knocked.

After checking everything one last time I begin to get ready, first I remove my clothes, I then pick up my collar, it’s not necessary but bondage always feels incomplete without one, I close the metal band around my neck and lock it in place. Next comes my steel chastity cage, I slowly lock it on around my cock and balls despite my hardening cock due to the excitement about what’s coming. With nothing else left to do I climb in, the next task is inserting the urethra tube into my cock, my cock strains and tries to stiffen unhelpfully as I feel the strange intruder penetrate me and move down the inside of my cock until it is deep inside me, and I can screw the tube to the attachment at the end of my cage. I then begin to slowly ease the huge plug into my ass, it takes a few minutes but my ass eventually stretches around it enough for it to pop inside me filling my ass as my stretched asshole closes around the base, my caged cock crushing itself against the cage and also the tube deep inside it at the feeling of being filled. I then kneel down and secure my ankles in place, the feeling of the cold steel around my ankles making me even more horny.

Now comes the most tricky part, the crate lid, to try and make the crate look as normal as possible the lid has 8 long nails, one for each side and corner, that slot into pre made holes, these also help keep the lid secure during transport. Struggling I lift the heavy lid up and over my head, it takes a while of frustrating fiddling but the lid slides into place and instantly falls down heavily shoving my body into the box, taking a moment to rest my now sweating body I then lift my hands up and after feeling around in the dark for a few minutes I lock the internal locks I had installed, now there is no chance of it being opened from the outside. Next I feel around for a penis gag and slid it slowly into my mouth, my tongue playing with the rubber cock as I secure it and tighten the straps around my head. Now with only one more thing to do I look up at the lid, several lights were all on indicating that everything was on and ready, with that one last check I reach my hands behind my back and place both my wrists inside the cuffs and lock them with a wonderful clicking sound that filled the crate, I let out a gagged moan and my cock strains as my fate is sealed.

I wait in the quiet and the dark, occasionally testing my restraints and moaning into my gag as drool already begins to pour from my mouth as I greedily suck on the rubber cock. After some unknown amount of time I hear a large vehicle backing into my driveway, followed by the sound of heavy doors and two people walking up to my crate. I feel movement as I’m lifted up and into the vehicle, my crate moved deeper inside it with the rest of the deliveries. I hear the doors slam shut and the engine roar to life, followed by a jolt as I’m taken to be shipped off. Soon into the trip the first of many vibrations from deep inside my ass roars to life making me moan in surprise, I rock my hips back and forth and suck on the cock in my mouth as an orgasm builds up inside my cramped cage, my cock somehow manages to twitch inside its confinement as I moan and suddenly it stops, I cry out in frustration, I was right on the edge, I move back and forth trying to push myself over the edge but all I got was tears of precum dripping out of my cock into the waste bag. Minutes passed in sexual frustration when the first shock hit my body, a muffled scream exits my gag as my muscles tighten as the electric current runs through my ass, cock, balls and nipples, once it finally ends I collapse my head on the floor as I recover only to be met almost immediately with another quick shock, a moment of realisation hit me as the buttplug roared to life again only to quickly turn itself off again, what had I gotten myself into.

As I rested the first of my meals begins to pump its way into my mouth filling it with a disgusting tasting liquid that I had no choice but to drink as I sucked on my penis gag, part of me wanted to gag and spit it out but that wasn’t a possibility. As I finish eating I feel another round of vibrations, now so worked up and horny it doesn’t take long before I’m sent into a mind blowing orgasm, my cries of pleasure barely drowned out by the gag, soundproofed crate and loud roar of the engine. As I lay my head down breathing hard the vibrations continue and soon any relief that I had gained was quickly gone just as the vibrator died. I frantically pull on my restraints as I’m left horny and aroused once again, the idea of going through this for a month was both terrifying and the hugest turn on I’d ever had, I’m trapped here, with no sense of time, unknown to all, to be tortured at random with both pain and pleasure.

Epilogue:

Unfortunately for whoever was getting the crate there was a problem with the paperwork, a letter had been sent to the address it was being delivered to to come and collect it but after a month without being claimed the crate is now being sent to be shipped back to its return address, even more unfortunately it won’t start its journey for at least another week, as the postal service is on strike.

Inside the empty warehouse if you listen hard enough you can here the moans, cries and screams of someone, they knew that something had gone wrong as they were once again forced to consume their shit, piss and cum from the overflowing waste bags between the electric shocks, forced pleasure, teasing and orgasms and the odd painful enema that now just added to their torment and misery by producing more waste to overflow into their feeding tube. They had long ago given up fighting against their restraints and are to tired from two months of broken sleep interrupted by painful shocks, teasing vibrations, feeding the ever more disgusting liquids or the uncomfortable enemas, all sense of time is lost and all they can do is moan, cry and scream as they endure their own man made hell.