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Then filed the ends so that they met up perfect it looked like if you were to hold one hand face up and then lay'd the other on top face down they met up and made a thickness the same size of the rod. then he took a piece of stainless steel tubing and flattened it we were ready then to put the shackles on. he opended the prebent shackle and ...
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I continued. 'Thanks very much for letting me do this. Bondage is my most intense fantasy! Come and get me out when you've had enough time in Prague. I'll enjoy the bondage experience here, I know I will, so don't worry about me here'. 'I won't worry about you here dear. I know you love bondage , and they specialize in that here.
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I posted the pics of my shackles on my IAm page and have recieved numerous messages from people that are curious about them So I wanted to submit the story about them so that others can know the story behind them.
I was 18 when I had them put on by a very very dear friend of mine.
I had seen many pictures of women in other countries with permanent jewelry before,but none in the United States. I always thought to myself how that is a step way beyond what piercing could ever give me.
I had a few piercings at that time, nipples, tongue, lip, septum, my bridge, my genitals and was stretching my ears.
I have played around with bondage a little and found that it interests me but that finding a partner worth sharing that with was incredibly hard.
So most people I talk to think that I had the shackles put on by a Master and that I am someones slave. That is not the story even though I am reminded of the expierience of them being put on, and of my friend that helped me create and put them on, every time I look at them.

So in a sense I am bonded to him for ever and that doesnt bother me.
Now I wanted them to look girlie, nothing bulky, and too noticable. I just couldnt find anything that would work just right, and my friend came over one day, and said he had just gotten back from an antique yard. He put in front of me a long piece of shiny metal 1/2" wide and slightly rounded on both sides. It was purfect.
He told me the pieces came off a 1930's bi wing plane they were the cross beams that hold the wings on. To me that was really awesome I will have antique shackles. SO it was a done deal now, so he took a cast of my ankles about 4-5 inches tall and made a mold. then cut the metal in two pieces and molded it around the molds he had made of my ankles. Then filed the ends so that they met up perfect it looked like if you were to hold one hand face up and then lay'd the other on top face down they met up and made a thickness the same size of the rod. then he took a piece of stainless steel tubing and flattened it we were ready then to put the shackles on.
he opended the prebent shackle and places it sround my ankle, then slid the tube over. After that he used a welding mixture and put it on the metal and inside ithe tube. Then we put a huge c clamp on the shackle because it would not stay together, with a towel to protect the shiny shackle. One on each leg. I remained like this for a full 24 hours to allow the welding compound to dry.
I have to admitt I really enjoyed trying to walk around my house with the C clamps on my ankles. I also think my friend enjoyed watching me hobble around the house.
After 24 hours the compound was dry and we removed the clamps and the towel, there were a few scratches so I used a dremmel to polish them.
At first they bothered the back of my leg where the foot bends. They caused blisters but after the blisters went away there was a calous so the discomfort was small. I have a hard time finding tall boots that I can wear now also but most boots they fit in as long as I push the shackle up away from my ankle inside the boot.

I really like the fact that I chose to use a more discrete look for them because I can wear heels and a very nice dress and go out and even classy ladies will ask me about them because they find them beautiful. The women that do approach me have their own permanent mods that are commonly over looked and accepted in the mainstream... permanent toe rings. So in my mind I feel this type of adornment could be accepted and in my life has been.
On rare occasion I will have someone from the BD/SM world approach me and ask about them.. In hopes.
I have never used them for bondage purposes not saying if I met the right person I would'nt it just has not happened.
I have seen other shackles since mine but noone has had them on as long as I have. It has been 11 years now I am very proud of that actually. Most shackles I have seen since have been riveted or have screws and look very bulky I'm a ladie and I wanted something beautiful to adorn a ladie.
I have had problems with them but nothing that is so uncomfortable that I would ever take them off. they could be removed but not without great effort.
I love them they are unique and I do feel honored to be one of very few people in the world to wear true permanent adornments.
I hope this explains enough about my shackles and my expierience having them. If anyone has any other question feel free to contact me.
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How Tammy and I initially meet is not important, but suffice it to say it was in an unusual way and completely by chance. As we talked more, we both discovered that each of us had a very similar appetite for erotic fun. I had been waiting to find someone willing to participate in a fantasy that I had been dreaming about for some time. I desired to meet a very beautiful and well-built young woman and lock her in a Milwaukee back brace.
After talking for several weeks and a delay or two, we finally got the opportunity to finally meet. Tammy had a friend in the medical field that owed her a favor or two and she had managed to get hold of a Milwaukee built for her curvy figure. We had decided to meet in a public place and I immediately noticed her from behind as I walked up for our first face to face meeting. The white occipital pads at the back of here neck ring were very visible above her shirt collar, as well as, the two upright bars and plastic pelvic girdle. She turned her whole body to look the other way and started when she saw me right behind her. I must have been standing there for several seconds. Tammy was breath taking in her Milwaukee. The neck ring and throat mold fit snuggly around her neck and kept her from dropping her chin. The front upright was new and shiny as it disappeared down her body between large shapely breasts. She had not buttoned the top up very far and I could see her bra and a large portion of her breasts with the metal bar hugged tight between them.
Tammy had managed to get a Milwaukee exactly as I had asked. It had a white plastic pelvic girdle that fit low over her backside and dipped low in the front. It was very tight around the waist and held her stomach in very flat. The front and back uprights were shiny stainless steel and very strong. They attached to a neck with a throat mold and occipital pads. The uprights followed her body perfectly and two large kyphosis pads on the back uprights and two auxiliary slings that run directly opposite each other from just under her breasts in front to the uprights in back keeping her from moving from side to side within the brace. A shoulder ring pulling the shoulders back tightly encircled each shoulder and the front bar had an outrigger with round pads pushing against the chest above each breast. The brace also had two groin straps that started at the back of the brace and attached in the front. There were also two straps on the pelvic girdle in front and back that could be used to strap her wrists to the brace when it pleased me to do so.
At a secluded spot were we could not be interrupted, I pulled Tammy close and kissed her very deeply and passionately. The feel of her erect body against mine aroused a burning furnace in the pit of my stomach and I started to explore her braced body. She was totally at my mercy as I stoked and teased that portion of her body not covered by the brace. Bending I took her nipples into my mouth a sucked and teased them with my tongue as I held her arms behind her back. After several moans and braced restrained shudders of pleasure, I reached down between her legs and released the groin straps to caress her swollen mound. My fingers slipped inside and started rubbing her g-spot gently as my thumb pressed against her clit slowly moving from side to side. As her body began to sweat and strain against the brace, I released her arms from behind her back and lowered her to the floor. Starting at her neck, I worked my way down her body kissing her as I went. I finally reached her clit and started working it with my tongue, taking my time, slowly building her passion until she climaxed bucking against the tight hold of the brace.
Then I unstrained her from the brace and messaged the tension of the session out of her muscles, and then began a slow revival of her arousal as I rubbed. Locking the brace back on her, I allowed her an opportunity to rub and tease me to prove if she were a worthy slave. As my passion began to rise, I took her hard with my cock pushing deep and strong until we both climaxed uncontrollably. Afterward, with a smile we started over with more passion than before…..
I slowly opened my eyes and realized right away that the hangover was back. Wow, thank god it was only a dream. I went to move my hand to shade the lights, and found that I could not. IT WASN’T A DREAM I tried to scream but no sound came out. I must still be sleeping. Again “HELP>>>>>”, but no sound. It was then that a familiar face cam into view. It was Amy. She immediately put 1 finger to her lips and shushed me. Don’t try to talk, just relax…… I’ll go get the doctor.
It was then that I noticed the strange rhythm next to my head. The Doctor and Amy returned and explained that people in body casts sometimes don’t breath as they should, and that is what happened to me. I was not expanding my lungs enough, and therefore not getting enough oxygen. Thankfully Amy noticed right away, and got the doctor who immediately put me on a respirator. He explained that I would only need it for another day, and then we would try to remove it.
With that he left. leaving me in the capable hands of Amy. Now here I was, practically casted from head to foot, and now I have a breathing tube in my mouth, and no way to communicate. Amy must have known what I was thinking, because she starting explaining what had happened two days ago….
TWO DAYS…… I had been out for two days…. I think I’ve gotten into more than I bargained for.
Amy was great during the next few hours, constantly being at my bedside. and talking to me. She talked about anything, and everything, so that I wouldn’t be lonely.
Finally she left me, closed the door to the room, and returned. She said that she began thinking about what we had been talking about before I passed out. Casts, and their arousal ability. She said she took home some plaster rolls from the office the night before and put herself in a sac. She said she had never felt the way she felt with that cast on. All of a sudden she said ‘I didn’t think you were crazy any more for wanting all these casts.
I somehow must have raised an eyebrow because she said that she was definitely attracted to me in all those casts and could only imagine how I felt.
She told me that she had taken some more bandages, and wanted to try a short leg cast that evening, or a Long arm Cast.
I must have shown how excited I was becoming as she spoke about being casted. She told me to relax, that she had something to show me.
She went to her bag and retrieved a book of somesort, and said that she got this from one of the suppliers. As she opened the book, I immediately saw that it showed page after page of individuals with casts, and different Orthopedic Devices immobilizing their bodies. Amy explained that she was beginning to look at these pics a totally different way since we had spoke. ‘Jeez, if I could only move some part of my body, I would grab her and kiss her so hard. I had found a caster, this could be a dream come true, but look at me casted from head to toe with no way of showing my desire.
Amy finished with the book, and said she really had to go, that she would see me in the morning. With that she turned some dials on the respirator, and I became very tired. I drifted off thinking about the cast She would be applying to herself this evening.
I awoke the next day to someone whispering in my ear. It was Amy, she told me to wake up. She had something for me. I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful Polaroid pics of Amy wearing a LAC and a very revealing piece of lingerie. She said this is for you. I want you to see that you have opened me up to something completely new. Something I never thought about before. I want to share my newfound passion with you, but I don’t know how?
It then looked like a lightbulb went off in her head. She closed the door and I heard the deadbolt close. Amy came over to the respirator, and turned some knobs. All of a sudden I was breathing faster. Amy turned the shades, and the room became dimly lit. Amy removed her outfit to reveal the lingerie from the pictures. She then reached into her bag and removed the LAC she had made. ‘OH MY GOD SHE SAVED IT” She had already put Velcro around it and was ready to put it on, but stopped to pull out a cervical collar. It was a MALIBU Collar. She snapped it on, and put on the LAC, and climbed on top of me. I was as hard as the casts that encased my body, as she began rocking back and forth. The sight of us must have been something. One retrained by necessity, one for pleasure.
She talked to me through the whole event which was something new to me, telling me how the LAC and collar felt, and how the edges of my casts near her wet puss
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