by lombomb » Thu Sep 06, 2018 2:45 pm
I did my first self-mummification in years this week. It was amazing. I used clear plastic non-stretch tape, as although it is not stretchy and more crinkly than duct tape, it tears less easily (plus it's what I had at the time).
I spent a good hour or two laying out a carpet of tape, sticky side up of course, about 1.2 metre by 2, laying it on a thick carpet so that my body could later sink into it as I rolled myself on it. I laid the tape very carefully and patiently, making sure I didn't accidentally lift the whole thing or mess it up by folding it over or stepping on it (been there done that), placing the tape strips in a slight diagonal as I find it helps the strips stay stuck together better when you bend your body, as well as some strips going across and along to really strengthen the walls of the cocoon.
I used three rolls in all, leaving about a meter or two of tape at the end of each roll to use later. I wrapped my limbs in clingfilm to protect my zentai catsuit and increase clinginess between my limbs to further restrict movement once inside the cocoon. I was going to gag myself and wrap my hooded head in clingfilm too, but decided against it at the last minute as it was a warm inside and didn't want to overheat (turned out to be a wise decision). I used another roll of clingfilm to mummify my legs and feet together and then used the end of one roll of tape to further secure my ankles and knees (above and below) together. I used the leftover of the other two rolls of tape to wrap my lycra-gloved hands into balls. I knew this was going to be a challenge, and a risk, but could not help myself!
I finally lay on the floor next to the tape carpet and rolled my upper body onto it, wrapping myself up, feeling the thick tape wall doubling up around me. I instantly realised that I was truly stuck, more so than I ever have been in any self-mummification before. Although aroused I wanted to get out before I even orgasmed (although I soon did anyway). The tape was a solid cocoon without any gaps, even once I managed to loosen the fingers of one hand out of their tape ball, they could not penetrate the cocoon walls at all. The fact that my fingers were in their zentai gloves prevented me from using my nails, but I believe that even without gloves I would not have been able to do anything, the tape was just too thickly and tightly bonded together, like a solid sheet. I find that a single finger well placed will usually pierce through several layers of duct tape, but this plastic was impenetrable. I had placed scissors on the floor, but without use of my hands, they were useless. It was so exciting and scary, unless I managed to free myself in three hours, my housemates would find me and I would be totally humiliated (part of the challenge I set myself).
I forced myself to stay calm and not struggle too much, slowly wriggling towards the stairs, a couple of inches at a time. Once at the bottom of the stairs, I tried to put my feet against the opposite wall to push myself up onto the bottom step. As the opposite wall is less than a meter from the stairs I found it very difficult to fold my body enough so that I could squeeze myself in and place myself between the stairs and the wall. I finally managed to and pushed myself onto the bottom step. From that sitting position I managed to stand up, and very carefully hopped over to the kitchen where I used the corner of the kitchen counter to tear a gap into the cocoon, allowing my free hand to come through. It took another hour to free the rest of my body. Like climbing down a mountain, I find this is the most dangerous bit, when you are half free and just focusing on getting the rest of yourself free, thinking the experience is over and so not paying as much attention to your balance or use of cutting tools, making it far likely for you to fall over or cut yourself. But I took my time, at every point telling myself what the next stage was and doing it slowly and carefully. I finally freed myself about two hours total after mummifying myself.
I loved it. I still look at that space on the floor and see myself wriggling helplessly on it.