Mummification Scene Mummification Scene Hi, this is Folkdancer. I thought I'd
share with you a little scene that it was my pleasure to recently experience.
By way of intro, let me say that I've been playing solo for rather a while,
although my SO was only introduced to bondage relatively recently. We are both
by nature bottoms, which typically makes me a top (I guess I'm actually a
switch, then). I prefer being a bottom, but that is harder for her to deal
with. I've always wanted to be mummified, although while playing solo I never
figured out a way to include my arms. I figured that with my SO's help, I
could finally experience this. She was rather reluctant at first, because it
seemed strange to her and she couldn't see what I saw in it, but eventually
she agreed to try. Ibbasically used the directions which appeared on the net
some time ago (basically to wrap each extremity in plastic, and then to wrap
the whole body). I felt somewhat dubious about this, as I never found the
plastic to be strong enough (when playing solo, I tended to use only a few
layers of plastic wrap and then a layer of duct tape. The plastic was only so
that the duct tape would not stick to my skin). I got a roll of pallet wrap
(industrial sized saran wrap). I tried a wide roll (16-18 inches) which proved
to be a pain. Something half that size would work better. She got the bottom
half of me done without too much hassle (of course, she was doing most of the
work). The hard part was trying to keep my balance as the plastic film pulled
me in different directions. At this point, it was pretty easy as I could still
hold on to the wall with my hands. When she started doing my arms, things got
much more interesting. The tops of my arms weren't too bad, as I could lean
against my bed, but then she couldn't wrap near my hands, which were even with
the bed. I ended up standing up, sort of bent over, with my head leaning
against the wall. Unfortunately, I had no sideways stability, and a few times
I almost slid sideways and crashed to the ground (she managed to grab me in
time). It was a weird and scary feeling to feel myself start sliding and not
being able to do anything about it. Eventually, the big roll proved to be too
much of a pain to wield, so she switched to saran wrap. Getting me from a
standing position to lying on the bed was a bit of a chore, as I was too heavy
for her to directly lift. Eventually, with my helping as much as I could
(which wasn't much), we got me on it. It was to a large extent the same as if
she was pushing a log around--really weird. I found that I was amazingly and
wonderfully stuck. I could bend a little at the knees and waist, and I could
twist my head around, but otherwise, I really couldn't move. It was fabulous!
Having my hands wrapping individually kept me from getting my fingers to poke
holes through the plastic, and having my arms pre-wrapped prevented me from
sliding them. It was truly outstanding (I heartily recommend it). At this
point, I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I hadn't planned anything
beyond just struggling for a while. I would have liked it if my SO had taken
advantage of my state to do mean and cruel things to me, but I didn't want to
put any pressure on her (being relatively new to all of this, she doesn't have
much experience at thinking of torments). But she surprised me. This is what
she did. She first took out an ace bandage and blindfolded me with it. It was
that much more compression, so I was in heaven. Then she said, "Stay right
there, I'll be back in a moment," and she left. (Like I'm going anywhere?!!)
Then I heard her playing with the fridge and I got an idea of what was to
come. For most of the previous week, she had been threatening to feed me some
icky stuff that I detest (I'll leave you guessing what exactly that is). I had
hoped that it would lead to a different scene, so I hadn't expected it to make
an entrance in this one. She came back, arranged a towel under my head, and
then put a spoon to my lips. Despite her coaxing, I wouldn't open my mouth.
Shortly, though, I felt that the spoon was cold, so I opened my mouth, and I
got some icecream. I figured out her game! She would feed me several
spoonfulls of the icecream, and then surprise me with the icky stuff. For each
of the next spoonfulls, I felt the temperature with my lips and then
cautiously admitted the spoon, each time sure that it would be the "spoon of
death".

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 Eventually it was, and I screwed up my face, made a fearful grimace,
and swallowed the stuff. (It actually wasn't *that* bad, but I traditionally
hate the stuff, so...) She wanted to feed me more of it, but I refused to open
my mouth. So, she ended up smearing it all over my lips. I had an option: I
could spend the rest of the scene with this icky stuff on my lips, slowly
tasting it; or I could clean my lips with my tongue and eat the stuff. I chose
the latter, although it cost me much groaning and grimacing. She had one more
trick up her sleeve (I don't recall exactly when this occurred, so I might as
well put it here). After spending some time stroking and kissing me, she took
some of the icky stuff into her mouth (she likes it), kissed me firmly
(despite my protests--I heard the spoon), and squirted it into my mouth.
Eventually, she got tired of playing with food and gave me a little icecream
to wash my mouth out with (although she warned me that there was more icky
stuff if I misbehaved). The she took off the blindfold. I complained that I
wanted it kept on, but she didn't, and I was in no position to argue. At this
point I was incredibly turned on and had been for some time. Then came the
second part, which I wasn't expecting at all. She signaled this with the
semi-cryptic comment, "You always wonder why it takes me so long to get ready
in the morning..." Then she brought over her makeup. This excited me as I also
have an interest in cross-dressing. I'll spare you the details of the makeup
steps themselves (as if I can remember them?). I found I really had to
cooperate (that is to not move), particularly for the mascara. All the while,
when she paused in what she was doing, I would make some token efforts to get
free. I say token efforts, because I really wasn't going anywhere (and I
didn't want to). I just wanted to savor the feeling of being helpless. After
she had finished, she just stood over me looking at her handywork. I tried to
lean up and kiss her and to fondle her with my mouth, but she found it trivial
to stay just out of reach (I could not move far at all). I was going to kiss
her only when she waned it, not when I wanted it. I found this lack of control
both maddening and delightful. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Eventually, she started nuzzling my ear and biting my neck and I went wild and
shot my load. When things calmed down, there was the problem of how to get me
out. I knew I was rather moist on the inside from sweating (which made such
delightful squicking noises when I moved around), that I didn't want to get
opened up on my bed. I managed to slither to the floor (my my SO helping as I
fell over so that I wouldn't break my head), then I managed to crawl inch-worm
like to the center of the floor. Next, she started using a handy pair of
bandage shears (don't leave home without them) on me. There were several
layers of plastic to go through, and periodically I would try to break free of
the remaining plastic. When I finally got my arms (from the elbow down and
still in their individual plastic layers) free, it looked and felt just like
"The Curse of the Mummy", although the sheen of the plastic reminded me more
of mucous or the stuff that the creatures in "Alien" used to entomb people.
Eventually she freed me enough so that I could continue cutting myself out.
Afterwards a shower was in definitely in order. All in all, it was a wonderful
experience (particularly being surprised at the inventiveness and initiative
of my SO). I highly recommend it and can't wait for another chance to try it.
I'll leave this with a question for the Net: What sorts of things can you
suggest be done during (or before) such mummification to make things
interesting? Here are some of my thoughts: During: After being wrapped in
plastic, be taped to a board so that I can't move at all. This might also
include the head so that I can't move my head around. Be partially suffocated.
Have the bottoms of my feet unwrapped and tickled. Have my genitals unwrapped
and the obvious things done to them Before: Insert a but-plug or vibrator Wrap
a vibrator into the plastic over my crotch Apply tobasco sauce (or other
things?) to my nipples or genitalia before wrapping Can you think of other
ideas? Does spanking/paddling/whipping work through several layers of plastic? 

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