Ever since I can remember I've loved bondage and being restrained. When watching films I always love the scenes where characters were tied up and pictured being in their position, when playing games I always wanted to be the one captured and when reading history books I always enjoyed subjects about prisoners and prisons. As I grew up I explored my fantasies and desires but one has always remained out of reach, my ultimate fantasy, my true desire, to be in bondsge forever, no release, no freedom, no control, just the ever present feeling of my restraints.

That is until I met my recent master. He loves leaving tied up for hours while he is out at work, returning to me happily struggling and sometimes during the weekends he enjoys having me tied up on display in the living room as he relaxes.

One day he left me restrained in our bedroom wardrobe for over 24 hours due to having a friend over, I loved every second of it, alone, abandoned, forgotten, unable to speak or move, just darkness, silence and my bondage. When I was eventually released I was slightly sad, noticing my sadness most people would be a bit confused or weirded out or even concerned but my master seemed to understand and from then on sometimes wouldn't remove my bondage when he got home from work and I'd instead be left bound until he got back the next day and weekends became days where I would never be out of bondage, from Friday evening to Sunday evening I'd be bound or chained, at no point free to move and only ungaged for blowjobs, piss drinking and feeding, although I'd sometimes be made to eat wearing a ring gag.

After a while of growing our trust of each other, to the point where I was even fine with him washing me in the bath while tied up and helpless, I worked up the courage to tell him my greatest fantasy, to be permanently in bondage. At first he dismissed it but I refused to let it go and every few weeks brought up the subject. Eventually he began to indulge my fantasy, while I was bound we'd discuss how I'd like to be bound permanently and how it could be done, with feeding and waste and everything, as we continued to talk about it my master slowly seemed to enjoy the idea more and more, in the end we came up with a viable plan.

Now I stand naked, except for my metal collar and steel chastity cage, looking at a large mirror, watching myself as I struggle against the pole that I'm cuffed to and moaning into my largw ballgag causing drool to drip onto my body as I wait for my master. My heart races as I excitedly wait for his return as tonight is the night that my dreams will finally come true, he will put me into bondage for one last time, after today I will never be freed from my restraints ever again. As I watch myself struggle and think of my future my cock strains painfully in its cage, only convincing me to go through with it more as at the back of my mind a small voice tries desperately to tell me to not do it but it's easily drowned out by my desires and horny mind lost in bondage.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the sound of the front door echos through the house, my master is finally home. I struggle excitedly as I wait for him to come to me. As if teasing me I hear him move around the house.

"Where is he? He must be out, I'll wait for him to come home." At that I hear the TV and know that he won't come for me just yet, I love it when he just leaves me helplessly waiting, knowing that I'm unable to do anything until he decides to release me. But tonight is different and I start to grow more and more inpatient as he forces me to wait, pretending that I'm not even in and am instead wondering around freely outside, not that I've ever been an outdoors person, when others went on holiday I stayed at home amd spent my time tied up for fun and relaxation.

Eventually I hear the door handle turn and in the mirror see my master walk in.

"Oh, there you are." He slowly walks up to me as I struggle excitedly, his hand slowly moves over my helpless, smooth, hairless body, only making me more aroused than I've been all day. I feel the strap of my ballgag loosen and my mouth empty as it is pulled out, a string of my drool dropping onto my chest as it leaves my mouth. Missing the feeling of my stuffed mouth I moan and flex my jaw as my master gently strokes my cheek, causing me to look at him affectionately.

"I must ask one more time my dear bondage slave. Are you really sure that you want this?" I look at him pleadingly, my mind so lost in desire and lust and need for bondage that the small voice of sanity is completely silenced.

"Yes sir, I want this, I need this. Please restrain me in bondage forever?" He smiles back at me lovingly. He holds up a large ring gag, one with a panel around it. This ring gag has a few unique features, on the outside of the panel is one ring, behind it is a groove just big enough for my teeth to bite down on, behind my teeth is another ring, one with an inflatable ring next to it. Once in the large size of the gag stretches my mouth open painfully wide, the size of the ring allowing for the largest cock to enter my mouth. I bite down and moan as the ring inflates with a spacial fluid that hardens in minutes, once hard there will be no way to remove the gag as it fills the space behind my teeth sealing my mouth shut, the only entrance now the permanently open round hole. Knowing that I'm now forever mute I moan and pull on my restraints in a mixture of arousal and slight panic, as my cock strains in its cage. Although completely unnecessary now that the gag has hardened I hear master click a small padlock shut on the straps of my gag, as if symbolically showing that it is sealed, he then holds up the key and a small tube of superglue and puts a few drips onto the key and reaching round slides it back into the lock. I suddenly hear a sharp snap and the broken end of the key comes into view, he'd sealed the lock permanently and as such I'm sent into a slightly frenzy of arousal. As I moan and struggle I see master pick up a large, realistic dildo, one molded on his cock, and he slides it into my gag and it clicks into place, the head of the dildo pushing deep into my throat almost gagging me and making me choke a bit. Whenever my mouth isn't in use I will have this sealing my gag, not only does it add additional sound reduction but it also trains my mouth and throat for their new primary function. The penis will also be plugged into my feeding system and will have food and water pumped through into my mouth at regular intervals, unless master decides to mess around with them for fun and leave me to starve for several days only consuming cum. The dildo will also be connected to an additional tube linked to a funnel, allowing for master or anyone else to give me fresh drinks of warm piss and also any other liquid they desire, master has teased that he might empty used condoms and even pour hot sauce and various disgusting liquids down it to watch me squirm.

I feel the cuffs around my wrists loosen and now released I raise my hands to feel the gag that is my new mouth, the feeling only making me crave more. I don't resist as master takes my arm and watch as he closes two semicircular pieces of metal around my wrist, as they click together internal locks push themselves shut creating a tight metal band around my wrist, one that can never be removed. I remain still as he places the other one around my other wrist and then the same with my ankles. Finished he steps back and I admire my new shiny heavy jewellery in the mirror, the thick steel bands matching my collar now permanently decorating my wrists and ankles.

"Breathe in." I do as I'm told as a tight metal belt is placed around my waist and lock tightly in place, with master locking it with a small padlock and like with the gag glueing and breaking the key in the lock.

Next master wheels in a small cage and opens the door. Obediently I drop to all fours and crawl towards it and back myself inside. I watch as the cage door shuts and is locked with a heavy looking padlock and my head slides through the padded hole in the door. Master lowers the top half of the opening, closing it around my neck and locking it shut with two padlocks, like before he puts superglue into the three locks and this time using pliers snaps the keys in the lock, sealing them forever. I feel chains attach my collar to the sides of the cage, one chain for the top, bottom, left and right, each giving no room for movement and almost rigid as they are pulled tight and locked to the cage, leaving my neck fully secure and well supported. I feel chains also attach to my belt, forcing me to push my ass up and into the bars at the back of the cage, leaving it on full display and easily accessed.

Master moves my legs apart so that my knees and ankles are touching the side of the cage and he locks my ankles to the cage bars and then puts a small chain around my knees and locks them tightly ti the side of the cage. Just like before after securing everything he places superglue in the locks and breaks off the keys.

"Put your arms behind your back." I do as he say, for a moment mybwell supported neck taking my feel weight, as he locks my wrists together. I feel a pole slide over my back and under my elbow before my wrists arw locked to the top of the cage, both allowing for some weight to be taken off of my neck. I watch as master locks the bar in place and then putting a chain around my upper arms just above the elbow he locks them together and to the top of the cage, reducing my movement even more, before sealing the locks. Now completely restrained I playfully pull on my restraints and struggle, moaning into my gag as I do.

I stop moving and moan uncomfortably as I feel a well lubed object push against the head of my cock as the catheter tube is pushed inside my cock, reaching my bladder the end of the tube inflates, trapping itself inside my bladder and stretching out the inside of my cock. I then feel another object, this time pushing into my ass and moan happily as the large buttplug I forced deep inside me, stretching my ass open as it does before it settles inside me amd my ass closes around it tightly. The plug has multiple functions, firstly it keeps my ass ready for use, it also vibrates, the setting decides by my master, he could be cruel and set it low to edge and tease me or he could set it higher and allow me to have an orgasm. It also gives me daily enemas to remove waste, prevent any blockages and keep me clean for use.

"Don't you look good all restrained in your cage, I hope you didn't have any plans on going anywhere." I playfully moan and struggle in response to his taunting.

"Now for the last few finishing touches." I feel several pads stick to my body, each one, along with my plug, is connected by wire to a box, this will randomly shock me, in doing so it will stimulate the muscles and my heart to prevent health problems due to not moving. I scream and pull on my restraints as a wave of electricity ripples through my body.

"Good that works." I moan back at him sarcastically. I feel another painful shock across my body.

"Remember I can give you additional shocks whenever I want or feel like it, so behave." I mumble a muffled and barely coherent yes sir.

"Now then this is the last thing that you'll ever hear. I love you slave." With that he slides two noise cancelling headphones into my ears and then squirts superglue around them sealing my ears to all noise. The sudden deafness causes me to panic as my master begins to lower a blindfold down over my eyes, just before I am consumed by darkness I collect myself enough to take one last lock at both myself in my permanent bondage and my loving master. Left blind and deaf I begin to struggle in my cage, as I do I hear a sudden noise and I hear my master's voice speak through the headphones.

"You love being in bondage. You love being restrained. You love being in your cage. You love being helpless. You love not being in control. You love your master. You love being used. You love eating cum. You love being fucked. You love drinking piss. You are nothing but an object. You are nothing but a toy. You are nothing but a cumdump. You have purpose. Your purpose is to pleasure others. You are to be used and then abandoned. You are to be safely stored away for later use. You are safe in you cage. The world outside your cage is scary. You are safe in your bondage. The world outside of bondage is chaotic. You are treasured property of your master. Being without master is unimaginable." The words of master's voice calm me as I continue to pull on my restraints, quickly getting onto my wonderful bondage world, enjoying the feeling of being trapped, helpless, controled and at the mercy of my master, imagines of the last things I'll ever see, my permanent bondage, like a perverse piece of art and my master's loving face smiling down at me burn into my mind.

1 day later:

I happily moan and tug on my restraints, I have no idea how long it has been but I've enjoyed every second of it as I struggle against my bondage knowing that my attempts of escape are futile and that I'm trapped here forever, the rush has made my so horny and turned on, my cock has been straining endlessly inside its chastity the whole time and I wait desperately for master to use me.

I suddenly feel warm liquid pour into my mouth through the dildo and gag slightly at the taste, without any option I begin to drink my master's piss as it fills my mouth, pulling on my restraints as I'm forced to swallow it down. As I recover I feel his hand rest on my shoulder reassuringly, telling me to calm down and accept his gift, he could have used the toilet but instead he visited me, he was being thoughtful. As his hand leaves me I moan sadly wanting to feel his touch once more.

I moan again as I feel a tug on my buttplug and feel it slowly slide out of my ass before quickly being replaced by my master's cock, I tug playfully on my restraints as he slowly enters me before he starts fucking me, sending me into a frenzy as I finally get some relief from my pent up arousal. As he cums deep inside me I can no longer hold back and I explode in a loud orgasm, my body shaking and pulling on its bindings. As I try to catch my breath and recover I feel the plug slide back inside my used ass, sealing his cum inside me and then I'm left alone once again in darkness and silence.

As the waves of bliss fade my mind is no longer drive by lust and desire and for the first time the reality of my situation fully comes to the front of my mind. Panic sets in and I pull hard on my bondage and cry into my gag but my restraints hold firm as I tire myself out. As I wait in my cage my joints ache and tears flow as the full reality of my decision sets in, even if I wanted to be free there's no way to get out, no safeword or signal and even if there was there's nothing my master could do to free me. The metal restraints and cage would have to be cut open and my gag can never be removed, I can never return to my old life, this small, cramped cage is my world now, forever.

1 week later:

I pull on my restraints and moan desperately, what was I thinking? My body aches and I need to move so badly that I'm going crazy, not to mention that I keep getting frustrating itches that I can't reach. But most of all I'm getting bored, unable to see or hear anything is driving me insane, the only moments of stimulation being master's recording as far as I can tell plays four times a day on loop for an hour each time and my regular feeding and enema, and the random shocks. Sometimes master turns on my plug but only to tease me, the low settings only causing me to moan as my cock strains uncomfortably in its cage and I grow needy and horny, waiting for master to come and use me. Those are the best moments of this existence, when master plays with me, I always feel amazing when he spends time with me.

I suddenly feel a hand stroke my back and I flinch in surprise and moan in joy at any interaction with my master. I feel my plug pull out of my ass and gasp as master's cock slides inside me. I suck on the dildo in my mouth as he thrusts deep inside me, pulling on my restraints and moaning as pleasure builds inside, my cock twitching and crushing itself in its prison. My starved mind is brought over the edge as I feel his cum fill my ass and I scream into my gag as I cum in a body shaking orgasm.

I'm so lost in bliss I barely notice my master pull out of me and slide the plug back inside me, keeping his cum stored inside me until it is flushed out later, or the warm piss that flows into my mouth through the dildo gag, which I happily gulp down, not that I had a choice.

I'm suddenly brought out of my blissful state by one of the random shocks through my immobile body causing me to scream in surprise and pain. As I'm brought back to reality I feel a sense of abandonment, as I was just used and then left alone once again, all I am is just a sex toy for him to use and then neglect. Although part of me feels saddened by that another part of me feels good, like master's recording says, that's what I am and I love being an object for him to use and discard, plus the objectification was a turn on. As I wait in in the mind numbing existence between use I hear the recording of master's voice start to play just as my plug comes to life and gently teases me and the cock in my mouth begins to pump my liquid dinner into my hungry stomach, all three making me feel much better about my situation.

1 month later:

I moan and move slightly tugging on my restraints, not trying to attempt escape, I've begun to come to terms with make fate, it's more just to pass the endless time between being used. I've begun to crave those moments, every moment I'm left abandoned and alone in my bondage I just want to feel a hand on my body and a cock in my mouth or ass, I need it.

While my joints have stopped aching and I now just feel a numb pain and stiff, I try to look forward to my next use as a way to ignore it and to fill the endless boredom. The boredom that is eroding my mind, my life before now fuzzy and vague, I try not to think of when I had freedom, it's to painful and only make me yarn for movement, to see, to hear, do anything once again. Even in my dreams I'm now stuck here, I dream of being fucked and used as the object that I am, which fills me with an odd sense of fulfillment, and have nightmares about being left alone here forever, never used, never having purpose. I hope that my master never stops using me, I need to be used, I need to have a purpose, I need to feel fulfilled, I need his love.

1 year later:

My numb mind awakens as I feel my plug leave my ass and a cock ram itself uncaringly inside me, causing me to moan and strain in my cage. I know by feel that it's not my master's cock but I don't care as I moan desperate for any stimulation and contact with the world outside of my eternal bondage. I know that master let's others us me, I don't mind though, I'm a bondage slave and sex toy after all, it's what my purpose is and I enjoy it, I even crave it. As I'm fucked like the object I am my cock strains in its cage and I cum happily as the stranger fills my ass before returning ny plug and leaving me alone to wait in boredom once more.

I've long gotten used to the long boring stretches of nothing and my body has gotten used to not being able to move, I occasionally have a sudden burst of energy and struggle against my restraints but for the most part I zone out and barely exist until something happens, like feeding, an enema, getting shocked, my plug vibrating or my gag or plug being removed, other than that I just subconsciously play with and suck on my large penis gag and wait longingly to be used once again.

5 years later:

I suddenly exist once again as I feel my mouth unplug and the dildo slide out, quickly replaced with a cock, the only visitors I get from the world outaide of my own, I happily taste it with my tongue as it uncaringly fucks my throat like the object i am. Tasting the warm cum as it feels my mouth I gratefully swallow it down and savour the delicious gift before my mouth is once again filled and sealed away.

Used and left alone once again my mind quickly disappears back into the silent, dark, unmoving void of non existence that I inhabit between use. I don't even remember life before my bondage, the only memory is the last thing I saw before I was blindfolded, myself in my permanent bondage and my master's smiling face, every now and then I get random vague thoughts from before my bondage but they struggle to focus and stay, I don't even remember my name, I'm just a bondage slave and sextoy. The thought of ever returning to my old life never crosses my mind, why would i want out of my own special world of bondage, here I am safe, here I am controled, here I have purpose, outside is chaos, choices and danger. If I do manage to think of anything between being used it is either always how much I love and want my caring master who looks after me and let me live out my dreams or the desire for another cock to fuck me or another taste of cum or piss or another electric shock or a bland liquid meal or a cramp inducing enema or the rare time master cleans me with a wet cloth, I just wish to be used, that's all I exist for. As I fade back into nothingness I wish for my master or anyone to use me once again.

10 years later:

I'm woken from the nothingness by sudden movement as my cage is lifted and placed onto something and moved. The feeling of movement is confusing and alien as I'm once again lifted and placed somewhere unknown. I feel vibrations through my cage as I move once more, my brain slowly and differently trying to figure out what is happening. I eventually get the word car in my head and struggle to understand what it means, eventually I realise that I'm being taken somewhere. Was I stolen? Is master moving? Did master sell me to someone else? I worry slightly, my mind to reduced by my isolation in bondage to panic, at what my future holds but if my master decided to sell me then that is his right, I might be a bit sad but I couldn't be angry at him for doing it, I am just an object, his property, if he wishes to sell me then I have no say in the matter, plus I'm sure that he would only sell me to someone who would look after me.

The vibrations stop and I am once again lifted and taken somewhere, placed down I am finally left motionless and still. As I wait in the silent darkness I wonder what my new owner will do with me, how well they'll look afyer me and what my future holds in their hands.

1 year later:

I awake from the void as I feel the first of what is likely many cocks entering my ass. I moan as I feel the first load of many fill my ass and cum in pleasure at being used once more.

I am really only conscious when being used now, I'm barely aware of being feed, shocked or receiving my daily enema, the only thing that brings me any level of happiness is when I'm being used, that's when I exist, when others fuck me. Which is good as I'm usually fucked several times a day, i of course never know who by but I don't care, to them I'm just a toy to bring them pleasure and to me they're just cocks to bring me pleasure, and that's all that matters. I've worked out that master must have sold me to a brothel of some sort as I'm constantly used by one or more cock after another and then left alone for ages, presumably during the day, where I'm feed, given an enema and sometimes cleaned. While I miss my master I don't hate my new life here as I feel yet another cock enter my ass.

10 years later:

I moan as my empty stomach groans and growls painfully, I haven't eaten anything since I was moved here a while ago to this new location, how long ago was it? I hope I haven't been abandoned, left alone to never be used ever again until I starve to death. I pull on my restraints as I manage to panic slightly at the thought of my biggest nightmare coming true. Strangely as I panic I feel more alive than I have for a while, similar to how I felt when I entered my bondage so long ago, a strange mixture of thrilling arousal and fear, of comfort and being trapped. I struggle in my cage as I embrace the horror of my new nightmare, left alone in my eternal bondage until I die. This is how it ends, trapped in my bondage, alone and my cock straining in its cage, I can't think of a better end for a bindage slave like myself.