By Bind

I open my eyes but I cannot see anything.  Am a blind?  I am lying down and just awakened from sleep.  I must have been drugged.  I reach up with my hands and feel solid metal only a few inches above me.  I move my legs and they cannot be moved apart more than about an inch before they hit the edge of the metal cage or box in which I must be in.

It narrows down to the feet like an old coffin.  I am confined in a very tiny space!  Fuck!  I must be buried alive!  I feel a terrible panic and start to struggle and bang on the walls of my enclosure.  It is only eighteen inches high, six feet long and not more than two feet wide at the widest point.  I have a pillow and am resting on a thin cushion.  I am comfortable enough for a confining sleep, but know that if I am buried alive I will soon be suffocating.  I can feel the sweat flow down my face.  I am totally nude.  Everything has been taken from me.  I lay here alone and wonder how long it will take to die.  I am still groggy and I drift back to sleep.

I awaken from a deep sleep and roll to my side and hit the side of the metal coffin.  My God!  I am disoriented and forgot that I was trapped in this tiny black space.  I don’t know if I am blind now or if it is just pitch black.  I am feeling a need to urinate and turn over to my stomach.  I can barely turn over.  The top of the box has barely enough room for that.  As I settle down on my stomach so that I can relieve myself all over the box, I can feel that there is a small hole where I can stick my penis in it straight down.  I wonder if this is some kind of drain.  I pee into the hole and the urine goes down it.  Whoever put me here made provisions for me to pee.

I realize that the air is not getting heavier and stale.  It has remained constant.  The temperature has also remained constant.  I am in a controlled space where my air is being supplied.  I start to wonder if I am really buried alive or somewhere else.

Suddenly I hear a buzzing sound go off.  A door at the end of the box above my head unlocks and lifts up.  There is dim light in the space.  I scoot my body forward and am able to just sit up.  The open door at the end has increased the length of my space by about two feet.  My legs still have to stay in the coffin space but now I can sit and there is a small ledge above them where the light is illuminating.  Now my space is about eight feet long, two feet wide and 18 inches tall except for a two by two foot area where I can sit up and it is probably three feet tall.  The ledge in front of me is like a small desk that is about ten inches deep.  At the far end it appears that there is a small solid metal door for perhaps passing food to me.   My suspicions about the door are almost immediately confirmed as a buzzer sounds again and the slot opens.  A small loaf of bread and a bottle of liquid are shoved through the slot.  I see no one’s hands shove it in.  It seems to be mechanized.  I am hungry but don’t know if I should trust the food and liquid.  I figure that I have little choice so I eat it.  The liquid tastes like water with something added to it.  There is a slight bitter aftertaste.  As I am eating I hear a door go down near my feet.  The extra two feet at my feet that were left free when I moved up into the sitting position has been blocked off so that I cannot go back in and lay down.  I am now trapped in the sitting position.  Damn it!  What are these people or this person trying to do with me?

I sit for a while wondering what will happen next.  A buzzer goes on and the light turns out above the feeding slot and I am back in blackness for a few seconds.  Another door behind my back opens up.  There is now a light in the new room so I back into it and stand up.  The room is about two feet by two feet.  Just as I stand up, the door to the sleeping and feeding space close and lock shut.  Now I am trapped in the standing position.  I remain this way for about twenty minutes and suddenly I feel like I need to take a shit really bad.  They put something into the water to make me have to shit.  There must have been a laxative in the water.  A buzzer goes off and a door opens up behind me.  In it is a single toilet and sink combination.  It is the kind that you would find in a prison cell.  The light goes off in my room and the light is on where the toilet is.  I need to go badly so I have no problem moving into the new tiny space.  As soon as I move into it the door closes and locks.  It seems that whoever my captor is wants me to be in the smallest space possible to do whatever I need to do. This is another very small space.  I take a crap and thankfully there is some toilet paper so that I can wipe.  There is also a towel for drying my hands after washing them.

As soon as I am done in the toilet room, the light goes out and a door to my left opens up.  I go into my new space to find out what my captor has planned for me next.  As soon as I go in, the door closes and locks behind me.  This is a larger cell.  It is about seven feet long and six feet wide; the size of a small bathroom.  There is a stationary exercise machine for doing cardio and some weights on the floor.  Like all of the other rooms this one is of solid heavy metal.  In front of the exercise machine is a built in video monitor that is in the wall.  It is turned on and there is a message on it.

“Welcome to your new home prisoner.  You are our human hamster and you will be living the rest of your life in this cage.  All of your needs will be met.  You do not have to think.  We will do it for you.  You are to complete the following tasks…”

I shutter in terror as I read the message.  Are they really going to keep me in this place for real?  Please let this be a bad dream and let me wake up!  I read on.

“Task one:  You will have the following workout routine every day to keep you in shape at exactly the same time every day…”

The message explained how much cardio I was to do and what body building exercises were required.  I decided that I would just not do as ordered.  I sat on the small floor space and did not budge.  A voice went on above me that gave me a warning, “If you do not comply within thirty seconds you will be punished.”

I ignore it.  What could they do?  All of the sudden the room is filling up with some kind of gas.  There is no place to go.  I am trapped.  I feel like I am suffocating and I pass out.

I am starting to gain consciousness again.  All I see is blackness.  I try to turn over but discover that I cannot move at all.  I am in some kind of solid cast or cage that conforms to every inch of my body.  It feels like it may be a thick fiberglass material or perhaps even solid concrete.  I try to struggle to discover if I am in some kind of body formed case or box that will open, but nothing happens.  I am encased in something ridged that makes it impossible to move.  After a while I give up on attempting to escape and in exhaustion drift off again to sleep.

I awaken to a buzzing noise.  The lid of the body cage that I am in automatically lifts off just far enough for me to squeeze out through the side.  As soon as I move out of the body cage a wall comes down and separates me from it trapping me again in a tiny space almost as small as the one I awakened to earlier this morning.  But this time the space is about two feet wide and two feet tall.  It is a rectangle about six feet long.  Suddenly a door opens on the wall above my head and I move out of the little box back into the workout room that I was trapped in before.  The cardio machine and weights are still there.  The same message is on the video monitor ordering me to do the routine.   But an additional message tells me that every time I disobey an order I will be placed in another very confining restraint that will become part of my daily routine.  The body cage is now to be a daily part of my routine.  Every time I disobey an order, another one will be added until my entire day is nothing but total loss of movement every day for the rest of my life.  I shudder at the prospect.  Who would do such a sinister thing to me?  What kind of sick and twisted prison am I in?  I comply and do the assigned exercises.

As soon as I finish the lights go out in the small cell that I am in and another door unlocks and opens up to a small shower that is about three by three feet and tall enough to stand in.  I know what they want me to do so I comply.  I figure that I have no choice in this.  Maybe if I am good they will release me sooner.  I get into the shower cage and like the other rooms; the door closes and locks behind me.  The shower turns on by its self and I am allowed a five minute shower.  The shower shuts off and the door to the workout cell unlocks and opens.  I go in and the door locks behind me.

I am back in the largest space that I seem to have in my prison.  Six feet by seven is not a very big space to be locked into, but it is the biggest one I have.  I look around to see if there might be a door that leads out of the imprisonment that I am in.  Perhaps there is none.  But I guess it doesn’t matter since it would be securely locked shut anyway.

The lights suddenly go out in the workout room and the door to the toilet room opens up.  The light is on in there so I retreat back into it.  As soon as I go in the door to the workout room closes and locks.  The door opens in front of me and I go back into the room that is two by two feet where I can only stand. The door closes me in and I remain standing for what seems like a few hours.  The door in front of me finally opens and I go back into the small sitting space cage where I ate my meal.  I crouch down and slip myself back into the sitting position.  The door closes and I can see that there is more food and water on the ledge for me to eat.  I eat and then am tired and want to lay down for a rest and so I slide myself back onto the softer padding in the coffin cell.  The door suddenly closes behind me and I am once again trapped in pitch blackness in the tiny solid cage.  All I can do in it is lie down and sleep.

I awaken from a deep sleep and roll to my side and hit the side of the metal coffin.  My God!  I am disoriented and forgot that I was trapped in this tiny black space.   Suddenly I hear a buzzing sound go off.  A door at the end of the box above my head unlocks and lifts up.  There is dim light in the space.  I scoot my body forward and am able to just sit up.  The open door at the end has increased the length of my space by about two feet.  My legs still have to stay in the coffin space but now I can sit and there is a small ledge above them where the light is illuminating.  A small loaf of bread and a bottle of liquid are shoved through the slot.  I eat my meal.  A buzzer goes on and the light turns out above the feeding slot and I am back in blackness for a few seconds.  Another door behind my back opens up.  There is now a light in the new room so I back into it and stand up.  The now familiar room is about two feet by two feet.  Just as I stand up, the door to the sleeping and feeding space close and lock shut.  Now I am again trapped in the standing position.  I remain this way for about twenty minutes and suddenly I feel like I need to take a shit again.  A buzzer goes off and a door opens up behind me.  The light goes off in my room and the light is on where the toilet is.  As soon as I move into it the door closes and locks.  As soon as I am done in the toilet room, the light goes out and a door to my left opens up.  I go back into the workout cell.  As soon as I go in, the door closes and locks behind me.  I look at the monitor in front of the exercise machine.  This time there is a message on it that says, “Welcome to day two hamster.  Welcome to your new life.  Every day will be the same.  This is all the space that you will ever see.  Your entire world is contained in less than 80 square feet.  But you will never have access to all of it at once.  You will always be in the most confined space possible for you to still survive but have as little freedom as possible.  You will never know freedom again.  You will be in isolation in this prison where there is no exit.  You are welded and sealed in.  Every day will be exactly the same as the one before, and you will never die because you already did.  You died from asphyxiation when you tried that bondage stunt of being cast under concrete.  Remember?  Welcome to Hell.  You used to say that you liked bondage.  Now you will have to live in it forever.”

Suddenly I awaken and realize that I was only dreaming.  What a horrible dream.  I am disoriented and still half asleep as I try to turn over but I cannot move.  Then I come back into full consciousness.   I cannot move at all.  I can’t see anything at all.  I am sealed firmly and rigidly under the hardened concrete that killed me.  I am dead, but I am alive at the same time.  I am a zombie entombed in a solid concrete slab.  This is my hell.  I will be conscious while I remain sealed in concrete and unable to move forever.  My dream was not a nightmare.  It was a good dream compared to my reality.  I lay in terror, as I feel the pressure and stiffness of the concrete.  I cannot move any part of my body.  The cement is fully formed and hardened around every part of it keeping me permanently bound and imprisoned.   I want to fall asleep again.  I want to dream about anything but this reality.  But this is my hell.  I guess that I have already been trapped in this for over a hundred years, but who is counting.  I have billions to go.  It will never end since this is eternity.  This is the ultimate bondage.

 

 

You can read more from Bind at his website, Men In Chains