20 Snow missions
Posted: 09 May 2012, 00:22
Well lets start off saying I love bondage, & being naked in the snow. I've been doing both for years. I live in a rural part of town, but still love to get away to the cottage. My husband and I own a small one, unfortunately pretty far away but it's very secluded. I love to go up there by myself as much as I can. I'm in the business of home automation & security systems and coupled with a devious mind have come up with some interesting uses for these systems. Here's my story of an excursion I took this past winter. I proof read it a couple of times, but it's fairly long so hopefully It's readable, I'm no writer.
A few years back the cottage finally got power as it’s pretty remote. It's now fully winterized for the harsh northern Ontario winters. This past summer we completed some modifications to the cottage which included some cameras, RFID door lock, automatic window shutters, and satellite internet. It runs at 4G speeds and is always on. This allows us to watch the cameras, control the heat, lock & unlock the door and other systems remotely. As integration is part of my business I've gotten quite good at PLC programming on very custom levels. So with bondage scenarios on my mind it was a natural step to start programming to make automated self-bondage sessions.
This past winter has been pretty weak in southern Ontario for snow, but above the snow belt there was lots of it. I planned a 4 day 3 night stay up north, with 20 forced missions (as i call them) in the snow. Day one I arrived around 6:30pm (long drive), and it's dark but it was setup night so I had a lot of work to do. I brought in all the food and supplies I would need and began with setup. Like I said I have RFID locks so I prepared 20 unique RFID key-badges with the numbers 1 thru 20 on them. Each one was in a plastic sleeve. At this point I take the first 15 and place them around the property. 5 of which are fairly close, 5 a medium distance, and 5 a somewhat far distance away, all of which going in different directions around the cottage. I stapled them to a tree low to the ground with the number facing out.
As I did this I carried a spool of thin polyester rope and tied one end to the cottage, and the other around the tree with the key. I left the line loose so it laid on the ground. My path to each key from the cottage was wondering a bit, around trees and obstacles. The idea was I would have to walk along the rope to get to the key. The picture below represents a top view of the cottage with examples of 2 close keys, 2 medium keys, and 2 long keys. The yellow line is the rope and the path I would need to follow. The close keys would be 1 to 2 minutes walk one direction, the medium 3 - 5 minute walk, and the long 6 - 9 minute walk. The question marks represent keys 16 - 20. These 5 keys I would nail to trees face down without looking at the number, and wouldn't have a rope leading to them so they had to be committed to memory. One of which I walked a solid 10 minutes from the cottage with. After all that I had to get up on the roof to shovel the skylights (explained later)
The big black box is the cottage, small black is the shed, blue is the truck, grey is the laneway, and brown is the path that leads towards the lake. The area is heavily wooded, you can't see the lake in summer when it's grown in, a little in the winter. Occasionally if it's not windy you may hear a snowmobile on the lake during the weekend, otherwise it's deserted. My excursion took place during the week.
On the cottage side, the ropes were numbered with the card # that they led to and all tied to the dogs chain (who didn't come) which is staked in the ground by the door and given a few feet slack. This way I could pull the ends of all the ropes inside to find the one i needed at the beginning of the missions.
Now on to the PLC program, and the actual missions. The idea was that at random times throughout the day the system would beep and give me a number between 1 and 20 and I would need to complete that mission. The mission was as simple as getting the card and swiping it at the front door. A number was only used once.
So, Day 1 is setup. It literately took around 3 hours to lay all the rope and hang the cards. It was cold and dark from when I got there. I had to walk around the farther ends of the lot several times. Day 2 & 3 are mission days, and day 4 is cleanup. Each mission day the system would require that 10 missions are completed between the hours of 9 am and midnight regardless of the outside temperature. It was programmed to give at least 2 missions between 9 and 11am, and 2 between 10 pm and midnight, as well as 1 set of back to back missions a day.
The way it worked was the door was always locked from the outside. When a mission was given the system would beep and the computer would display one of the numbers. This number would be the only key that could open the door from the outside. To make sure I didn't just go when I felt like, when it beeps and gave the number it would also turn the heat off and open most of the electrical breakers. Including the water pump, stove, tv, and all the lights except by the door. To make it more urgent to complete the mission, the 3 electric skylights were also fully opened. Each one has a 9" rise letting plenty of cold air in, and all the heat out. The only way to get everything back on and the windows closed was swipe the key with the number it gave at the door, meaning I had to go get it, naked. If i didn't bring the right key back I simply couldn't get back in. The cottage is small, it's quick to heat, but also means quick to cool.
To ensure I would start the mission as soon as the number was given, along with the power being out and windows open, the system timed how long until it detected the front door to open and close. This is where it may get hard to follow. If I was outside within 30 seconds with the door closed, when I got back all systems would start immediately. But for every second I took beyond 30, each second would equal a 2 minute delayed start PLUS a standard 10 minute penalty. So if it took me 45 seconds to get outside, it would give me the first 30 seconds, then counted the last 15. When I came back, the lights came on and the windows closed, but the heat and water would stay off now for another 10 minutes, plus the 15 seconds which converted to 30 minutes, totaling 40 minutes with no heat or water. If it took me 31 seconds to get outside, it would be a 12 minute delayed restart. AND to make sure I didn't cheat, if I tried to trick it by opening and closing the door, then taking my time to leave, when it detected me opening a second time to really leave, it would penalize me an hour with NO systems and windows open starting when I got back. Follow all that? I didn't program any limits either. If I got stuck before a mission for lets say 5 minutes (300 seconds), it would keep the systems off for (300-30)*2+10=550 minutes (9 hours, 10 minutes).
Now to force myself to be naked, I brought only the clothes I wore up there. After everything was setup on day one, when it was time for bed, I stripped completely naked and put all my clothes, my boots and my coat in the closet along with all the other 'cottage clothes' that are always there AND the towels. There is a 600 lb electromagnetic lock installed on the closet door. At home before I left I disabled remote access to the master account for the system until the mission program ran complete at which it would re-enable. (if something happened I could only reset it at the main server back home). This way I couldn't manually override the program. I had to let it run complete over the 2 days finishing all 20 missions to get my clothes back day 4. My emergency plan if I needed my clothes was to smash open the glass server cabinet and manually trigger the relay to release the magnet OR if I was stuck outside I could smash a window, neither of which would bode well with the husband. Day 1 is complete, time for bed. With the program running from when I left, I strip, put everything in the closet and closed the door. It sucked it out of my hand as it sealed shut. Now I'm up north by myself in the middle of the forest without clothing of any kind or boots. All I had was 1 blanket. The heat, locks, windows and power are all being run by the program. Exciting. Hope my programming is error free..because i could only soft test it. I was on version 5 by the time I made this trip. The heat was set to a balmy 28C to compensate not having clothes and dropped to 22 at night time. It begins.
Next morning I wake around 8, naked and knowing that I have at least one hour of safety before being forced to be in the snow barefoot. The heat wasn't set to raise to 28 until 8:30 so I kept the blanket cloaked over me. Now what I didn't really explain was the keys 16-20 that were out there face down, I knew where they were but not which one is which. When the system asks me to get one I have to find them by trial and error. No ropes, and they are scattered at opposite sides of the property. So there's the potential of being out a long long time.
It's now 9 am, the heat is up and it's nice and toasty, no need for the blanket. I can't help but watch the clock and wonder when. I've just had a nice breakfast and some hot coffee, with nothing to do but watch some tv, read a book, or play on slow internet. The temp outside is -5C. Then at 9:27 it happens. I heard the relay for the furnace before the computer beeped. Number 9. Now I don't know exactly where each number is as I did it quickly and in the dark. But I know I have to follow that winding rope to get the key to get the heat back on, or suffer with no heat, water, power, or the ability to cook and all with no clothes. The program gave me 1 option. If the short distance cards 1 thru 5 were not used yet I could swap the mission for one of them (in case it was -20 or something) but once they were used up, that's it.
After the heat was off all I could hear was the fan of the computer. It displayed the number 9 above a button that said "switch". I had only seconds to get outside. I ran to the door and pulled in the chain with all the rope ends on it and located #9. A cold breeze came in and teased my body with the torture to come. I knew it was a medium walk. The wind was cold and crippling I contemplated taking a blanket, but stuck to my rules (unfortunately I couldn't force every aspect) I was wasting time. I handcuffed myself, and put a padlock in the middle with the rope going through, so I had to follow the rope. I hesitated before going out. I loved the idea in my head of doing this, weeks of preparation thinking about it over and over. It worked me up just thinking about it. But standing there with the door held open slightly by the ropes and feeling that breeze. I mean after you've been naked for a while you somewhat lose the sensation of being naked, but standing by that door I've never felt more naked then I did right then. I was hyper aware of my body. I could just feel that not 1 inch of my body had any protection, every sensitive spot was completely exposed and there was nothing I could do. Every raw inch of me was about to be subjected to snow and below freezing temperature with no way to protect myself. My body was crying already, it was not meant to do this, it was not designed to handle these conditions. It was preventing me from stepping outside. I knew I had gone over the 30 seconds, I had no choice, I was forced to feel it. I took a deep breath, grabbed the ropes and quickly stepped outside. The door closed and locked behind me with the handcuff key inside. I had the padlock key, which I hung on a small nail outside. This would be needed to switch ropes if I got back to back missions.
Immediately the nerves in my bare feet started firing. It was such a shock from the 28 degrees inside to this. And now locked outside to a rope naked and barefoot I had to endure this walk to get the key. Around the door the snow was all flattened from me the night before walking around 100 times. I began my journey to discover a huge problem. With all the slack on the rope it was almost impossible to walk handcuffed and feed it through the lock. It just bunched up in front of me. Luckily I quickly thought to wrap the slack from this rope around the dog post. It wasn't too difficult but it must of took 20 wraps to take up the slack, an extra 45 seconds I didn't plan for, I would also have to unwrap it to get the ropes back inside after too. I needed to pull the line taught to get the last couple wraps. Very difficult with handcuffs. All the while my feet were screaming and every other nerve was firing. I could feel the heat being pulled away from between my legs. It was like the cold was specifically attacking me right there and I couldn't stop it. My chest was tight and my nipples were rock hard. I finally began to walk, able to easily slide the lock along the rope now. As I walked further the snow got deeper around me. I was now only walking in the single track I made to originally lay the rope. But with the slack gone I wasn't able to stay directly in my tracks as they were in the middle of trees and I was being forced right along them. The snow was below my knees. My feet were numb but could still feel the rough terrain underneath. Everything felt sharp.
A fact I omitted until now, was that for 2 of the medium walks, I ran the rope under old fallen trees that only had roughly 2 feet of clearance under them. I added a small picture below that's borderline with the rules, it's just to give an idea of what it looked like to go under. With a foot of snow on the ground, and being handcuffed, I would have to lay down and shimmy through, each way. Lucky me, #9 was one of them. I traveled further, forced away from comfort and warmth. It seemed crazy having to walk into the forest like this.
I followed the wandering rope farther and farther, then I reached the log. I couldn't just stand there and figure out the best way under. I had to just lay down and start worming under. With my hands cuffed I was unable to protect any part of my body, snow groped and burned every inch, and I still had to get to the key and come back. Half way under and breathing hard I shivered, time seem to slow down just so I could feel each wave of cold pain fully. My body hated me. Back on my feet and covered in snow I hustled to the key and grabbed it, back along the rope to the log, down and under. This time it seemed so much harder even though the snow had been somewhat cleared. I couldn't seem to make it. It was more slippery, my limbs were refusing to respond as accurately as I needed them. They were protesting being exposed to these conditions like this. At this point what could I do. I had to stop and catch my breath for a second. It took a surprising amount of energy to be doing this. It seems the more I struggled the colder it got. Laying handcuffed naked under a tree, the sound struck me the most. There was none. All I could hear was my breathing. I held it to listen, the ambient sound of the forest was silenced by the deadening cold acoustics of the giant log I was under. It was quiet, no wind, dark, and cold. How could I be laying there naked. I felt so closed in. A shift in mental state happened there. The point of doing this was the sexual experience, it got me so excited during the planning I must of got off 100 times from going over it in my head, what it would feel like, to think of myself naked out there. But being actually out here is different. I laid there shivering trying to catch my breath in the freezing dark silence. I felt disconnected from my body. It was like talking overseas on a phone. There was a few seconds delay in body response. The only thing constant was unrelenting feeling of cold pain touching every inch of my bare unprotected skin. As long as there's pain I'm still a ways from hypothermia. My plan was to make this sexual, and enjoy it, to be in the state of mind I was in during planning. But I couldn't focus to think sexually. I started to try to get out, my body even less responsive. The easiest way was on my side, bring my knees up, and push forward through the snow with my feet. It was so difficult. I didn't have the control, I ended up rolling on my stomach with my arms over head face down in the snow. Now this was cold. My mind snapped. I was laying under a log with my arms and legs straight out face down in the snow naked. Shivering. At that moment the sexual energy kicked in. Snow was packed between my legs and against my chest and I couldn't pull away from it. The energy came over me was different. It wasn't horny sexual. It truly felt like sexual torture. Torture not in the sense as I'm going to die, but I'm beyond my limits and I have no way to stop it and it's only getting worse. It's really indescribable. At that moment I felt completely helpless. I had only been out there about 5 or 6 minutes. All my numb nerves starting firing again with intense pain that was focused down to my sexual core. I could feel blood rushing between my legs but it was just denied, and painfully attacked by the cold. The very force of nature was physically punishing my naked body for simply being out there. At this point even my emergency plan was no use. I was there, streched out, I was naked, and being tortured by the snow.
I had to get out, I rolled on my back and kicked myself forward, and was free. Card in hand I hustled back towards the cottage. When I stood up snow was stuck all over me, my skin tight, fast breathing and shivering. I followed the maze back to the cottage and started unwinding the rope, I let myself in. I heard the beep letting me know that mission was complete, and heard the windows winding shut, but no heat. I had no idea how long it took me to get outside, but there was going to be at least 10 minutes of no heat plus who knows how long. I was frozen and it was freezing inside. All I could do was hide under the blanket. My limbs were red, and skin tight with goosebumps. I was soaked from the snow and getting my only blanket wet. I had no choice, there was no heat. It felt like forever before the furnace lit, I huddled over the vent with the blanket filling with hot air. It was heaven. I couldn't stop shivering. I wasn't going to break that 30 second rule again.
I wanted to finish myself so bad right then but if I did it would take away the sexual energy that allowed me to do this. If I learned only 1 thing from being naked in the snow, was to never finish outside without being able to get to warmth right after. The cold afterwards just cripples you and makes the whole experience negative. I edged myself a couple times being extra careful not to finish. 30 minutes later, beep...beep...beep. I was just getting warm. 10:21, and got the number 17. 30 seconds!! I abandoned the blanket on the floor and ran to the door.
There was no rope to follow. Just a 1 in 5 chance of getting the right card. Each card at the further corners. So with no handcuffs or rope I ran out the door toward one of them, it was difficult to keep speed in the deep snow, but the sun was out and it was warming a bit. These cards I could directly go to but were deep in the forest, it seemed to take forever to get there, my feet burning. I couldn't see what was under the snow. I felt twigs and rocks slapping my frozen toes. I started to realize I may have put these farther than I should of. At least I didn't have to lay down in the snow this time. Finally at the card... # 20...Noo! No time to waste on to the next one, left or right?. Such rough terrain to try to run trough. Out of breath and toes stinging, I must of been out there 8 minutes by then, not even sure if the next card was right, then all the way back. Finally at the second card. #17! and now I know where 20 is. Back to the cottage.
Back inside, I heard the windows, then the heat!! I just wanted to put clothes on. Deviously I tried the closet, locked. I could hear a faint hum from the magnet as I leaned all my weight to pull it open. It wasn't even struggling. I tried to log in the system with the admin. No go. I'm stuck like this, with the rest of today and tomorrow to repeat. I had to edge myself to deal with this. The time was nearing 11, and I thought 2 down, 8 to go, but 2 for sure won’t be until 10, so only 6 more missions to do over the next 11 hours.
The sun was disappearing quick with dark gray skies by the time noon came around it was starting to snow. -3C out. As the day went on I was able to make it more sexual, with the help of the internet. By the time 5pm came I had done 2 more missions. I wanted to do more. But one of the ones I did was a long one. I put that card pretty far, and while rushing to set it all up the night before I was just running around trees with the rope and didn't realize how far I had to go extra to get to the card. I loved it. I had put enough planning into it all to make my mind believe I had to do it. When that computer beeped, I truly felt as if I HAD to go outside at that moment or else. When those windows open that thin blanket doesn't do anything, it was go outside now or suffer. I had no choice. And with absolutely no clothes available, not even a pair of sandals, I was being forced out there naked and barefoot.
6pm, the sun was gone but it had warmed up to -2. Snow had not stopped falling since noon. Within the last hour it had gotten heavy. Big fat flakes. There was noticeable accumulation. The ropes were no longer visible anywhere. 6:55 another mission finally. It was number 5. This would be the second short one today. I could feel the cold wind blowing down the skylights. I didn't want to come out from the blanket. I had to. It was short, then I could make some dinner. I had been under the blanket for a while, and with the temperature set as it was, I was hot and a bit sweaty. The cold air coming in was a bit refreshing but reminded me I wasn't wearing anything. Handcuffed up and locked to the rope I stepped out. There was a fresh layer of snow over everything now. All my tracks had been reduced to little ruts on top of the snow. The fresh snow stuck to my legs and feet. I wound the rope up and began it's winding path. I could see the card I needed but was heading in a different direction. The falling snow was thick and sticking to me. I was covered in goose bumps and still damp from sweat, I was toasty and under a blanket less than a minute ago and now here. I could really feel the wind. Snow was in my hair, and sticking to my eyelashes. It didn't take long to get to the card but in my damp state my body was feeling extra punishment. While inside my feet were hot, and now they were burning with the cold. Snow was just up to my knees in most places. With the average step my foot didn't even come above the snow line. There were drifts where snow was to my mid thigh. Once I had the key the return route was faster in my tracks. As I got near the cottage, in the light I could see my red toes, I could do nothing about the snow they were in.
Back at the cottage I swiped the card only to see it flash red-green-red-green.... I thought I had the wrong card, but quickly realized it was a back to back, I un-wound the rope and unlocked myself, I walked to the window and saw the number 20. I knew where it was at least but it was dark now. Part of me wished I had cheated and brought it back and left it right there. I had a ways to go, and this time I was handcuffed. My body was in pain again, the snow was damp and it melted on me, keeping a light wetness about me. I had only been out about 3 or 4 minutes, but I had a good 6 minute walk ahead of me just to get there. My mind felt helpless as I had no control over the situation. I wished I had some sort of protection for my body but nothing. I had to just start walking. Snow was deep and cold. I couldn't see where I was going and I couldn't put my arms out to balance as I blindly navigated through the rough snow covered terrain. As I entered the forest I felt nervous this time. It was really dark, I had to go slow because the forest floor is tough to maneuver through. I only had a small rut in the snow to follow from earlier. I followed it as the energy drained from me, my toes were stinging, I had to just keep going. It didn't seem like the right way. What would I do if I had to get the other ones tonight? Would I remember the way? what about the really far one?. All these questions raced through my mind. I felt like I was aimlessly wondering through the forest in the dark naked and handcuffed barely able to see. I could picture myself being stuck out there like that. Having to eventually succumb to the cold simply because I was naked. I finally approached the tree and got the key. When I turned around I could not see the cottage light at all. I needed to get back. I just looked down and followed the tracks. On and on and on I walked, cold and damp. At least I didn't have to lay down in it (this time). I could see the light getting closer. I tried to speed up, but with no arm balance, and my feet failing to do what I wanted. It felt like I was walking on glass. Shivering, if I couldn't feel that I was still holding the card, I could just see it.
Finally I open the door and slammed it shut. I was frozen, and wet. I had been out there 17 minutes. But there was no relief. The inside temperature had dropped to 8C. I could hear the skylights closing, hoping there wasn't snow stuck in them so they would seal, the furnace had fired and was warming up before the fan kicked in. I couldn't get the cuffs off, I just grabbed the key and ran to the couch and got under the blanket. I listened to the heat run, curled up in a tight ball. My knees were against my chin, and my fingers were rubbing my toes. I finally started to get normal feeling back. I needed to get warm quicker. I decided to do one of the more risky actions and take a shower. Any moment the water could go off and I would have 30 seconds to get outside. With no towels, I would either soak my only blanket and be late or go out wet. I planned it to be this way, sure I could wait until after hours, or before, but when I planned this, the idea of being quickly forced outside in the snow naked and soaking wet turned me on so much I couldn't resist. But now faced with the situation, and fully aware of the repercussions it was insane. I had to warm my core though.
I started the shower, it was difficult to get in because the water burned my toes but felt cold everywhere else. Eventually it felt so good. I decided to fill the bath and just lay in it. Risky but it just felt sooooo good. I admired my body, my knees were scraped up a bit, my chest had some too from under the log. I also had some small scratches on my shins and my ankles. I didn't ever feel getting them. I actually wanted to just be flogged at that moment but was alone. As the time passed and the water cooled I knew I should get out. I wanted to just drain some and replace with hot but I had been in there a while. I drained the tub and squeegeed the water off myself with my hands. I had a hair dryer, using it with drenched hair took forever. I had to keep my hair dry unless I was going to wash it from now on.
Life seemed to carry on as somewhat normal. Being naked for the entire day was new to me. I was really aware of it, I felt physically vulnerable. I really wanted to be tied up and flogged badly, I just wanted to be helpless and have to endure an extended session. But it'll never happen. So I made some food, chatted on the internet, watched a little tv and a movie. It was the same sort things I do at home, just the mental state was totally different. I was enjoying myself, but I had that tick in my head reminding me that I was not in control. At any minute it could decide I was to be outside, to complete as task while naked. With no emotion or forgiveness like a human master. I had to follow the rules regardless of the harsh conditions outside. Nothing was taken into consideration. No pleading, no begging, and no time to disobey even or I would be punished. There was no way around it. When it said out, my naked ass better get out in that snow immediately.
I was interrupted a couple times during my night. It was so exciting. Right while I was cooking dinner it happened. It didn't care, the stove went dead and I had to just go. Once during the movie too. By the time 10 hit I had done the numbers 9, 17, 2, 12, 5, 20, 6, 15. The snow would come heavy, then lighten up but never stopped. I had 2 more tonight. I poured my second glass of wine. It was going down too good. I'm not a big drinker, but I know red wine makes me very horny. It was just about 11, I looked at the temperature as I poured my third glass to see it was back down to -5. Then the beep. the lights went out and it was dark because I had shut off the light by the door earlier. The only light was the computer screen. #1. It was a short one, I ran to the door. I had a system by now which seemed to give me plenty of time to handcuff myself, get the ropes inside and lock myself to the proper one. It was pitch black outside. I left the outside light off because I still always feel as if someone is watching me. I knew I didn't have far to go and I would have a rope to follow. I stepped outside and began winding the rope. The snow was getting deep. Everything felt colder too. You could feel the difference between the 2 layers of snow. The top was soft and light, but the previous layer was thicker and sharp feeling. The familiar grip of cold squeezed my exposed flesh at every spot. I felt wonderful. The wine had given me a nice glow. I was drunk but the shocking cold was keeping my body alert. Forcing it to not enjoy the intoxication my mind felt but instead to endure the cold. I completed the mission quickly and got back inside. I was carless with the keys. My toes were cold. I was dying to finish. But I did the right thing and cleaned up my equipment and put the keys where they belong. It was 11:40, and I had 1 mission to go. The heat dropped to 18 at midnight. I wasn't tired. I knew I didn't want to be hung over tomorrow so I keep drinking water through the night.
I couldn't do anything but watch the clock. I paced back and forward, and poured another glass of wine. I drank it quickly. I was so horny, I was scanning every object in the room and sexualizing it. I started to play with myself, I could of done it in seconds. But I didn't. I waited out the clock. Finally, last mission of the day. #18. I didn't need to handcuff, so I took a moment. I tried to picture where the other 3 cards were but I couldn't focus. I was drunk. I knew the really far one was all the way down the laneway then down the road. The other one was straight walk behind the cottage a ways starting from the utility room. Then I remember the third one was out the door, left and straight into the forest. My problem was the tracks from last night were not visible because of the snow and darkness. Even some of the tracks from earlier today were almost gone. My time was running out. I had to go, I needed the light on because it was so dark out.
Out I stepped. The brisk air caught me off guard and chilled me. I didn't want to do the mission. I just looked down and could see my nipples tightening up, I saw my legs and saw my little feet in the snow. They looked so fragile to be put in the snow. I was so turned on, but I had a task I needed to do instead. Left I went. I jogged through the snow to the edge of the forest, then I had to slow down. I could feel the cold waking me up. It was pitch black. I should of had a flashlight. I didn't have a choice now. The wine gave me the courage to enter the forest. It was hard to navigate through the branches. I walked into one of the ropes but it was slack enough it didn't trip me. I looked at the cottage to see if I was still in line, I barley recognized the trees. The terrain which I know well was impossible to make out. I just went deeper and deeper. My feet were stinging, the snow was soo cold. I could feel my fingers loosing blood. I stubbed my toe on a large rock which was buried in the snow, it caused me to pitch forward on to it. My toe was killing me now. My hands absorbed the shock but now were wet with snow. My legs all the way up were covered in snow. But the rock. I knew were I was, I was in line with the card but too far over. I could just see it on the tree. I for sure I would of missed it if I didn't hit that rock. I grabbed the card. #16. I panicked. I was in trouble, I had gone the opposite direction of the far far card so if it was that one I had 15+ minute walk to it, then another 10 back. I had no choice to go for the one out the back of the cottage. I couldn't see the light anymore, so I couldn't directly head to it, I needed to follow my tracks back to the cottage, then head to the second card. This was going to be at least 10 minutes, then another 6 or so back. My brain just thought of my body. Why was I naked? where were my shoes? I'm surrounded by black cold and snow. Nothing is around me, there is nothing I can put on, and nowhere to go. I quickly followed my steps back. It was only a minute before I could see the light again.
I was out there too long. Everything from my waist below was soaked, my shoulders, hair and arms were wet from the falling snow. My feet were stinging, I couldn't even see them. I tried to run but the impact of running shot into my soles and stopped that idea. My body was protesting, I was intoxicated and contemplating smashing the window. I could see where I was by the front light so I veered off towards the back end of the cottage to shorten my path. If this wasn't the card I would have to break the window. I needed to relieve this pain. I recognized the forest better back here, but it was hard to navigate. My thoughts finally started to focus and I just dredged trough the forest hoping I would see the right tree. Time just turned into waves of pain. I couldn't control my shivering. My breathing was shivering. This was the coldest I've ever been. I couldn't see the tree until I was right up on it. But there was no card!! My knees gave out and I dropped to the ground. The snow packed between my legs, it was inside me. Cold was ripping the heat from my flesh, it was up to my chest, then I remembered the card was low. I started digging and quickly found it...the number....18. I ripped it off the tree and started running towards the cottage. Pain was unbearable but if I didn't get my naked body into warmth it would give up and that was it. I crashed through branches, they whipped me everywhere, my face, my ears, my chest. The light got bigger and bigger and finally I was back.
Inside I shook the snow off and ran for my blanket. It was cold inside but felt warm compared to where I just was. The pain didn't stop. Everything was on me was bright pink. I had to just keep moving. I started laughing from what I just endured, it was racing through my groggy mind. All these thoughts. I had to finish. I laid on the floor spread eagle and finished myself. I came so hard. It made me shake. My body burned after. All the sexual energy was just released and I was left with a frozen body. I hid under my blanket over the air vent. I had completed day 1. It wasn't long before the heat turned down for the night. The air from my vent cooled after the flame went out and eventually shut off. I had nothing left and turned in for the night. A second blanket would of been nice but I don't think it was long before I was asleep.
A few years back the cottage finally got power as it’s pretty remote. It's now fully winterized for the harsh northern Ontario winters. This past summer we completed some modifications to the cottage which included some cameras, RFID door lock, automatic window shutters, and satellite internet. It runs at 4G speeds and is always on. This allows us to watch the cameras, control the heat, lock & unlock the door and other systems remotely. As integration is part of my business I've gotten quite good at PLC programming on very custom levels. So with bondage scenarios on my mind it was a natural step to start programming to make automated self-bondage sessions.
This past winter has been pretty weak in southern Ontario for snow, but above the snow belt there was lots of it. I planned a 4 day 3 night stay up north, with 20 forced missions (as i call them) in the snow. Day one I arrived around 6:30pm (long drive), and it's dark but it was setup night so I had a lot of work to do. I brought in all the food and supplies I would need and began with setup. Like I said I have RFID locks so I prepared 20 unique RFID key-badges with the numbers 1 thru 20 on them. Each one was in a plastic sleeve. At this point I take the first 15 and place them around the property. 5 of which are fairly close, 5 a medium distance, and 5 a somewhat far distance away, all of which going in different directions around the cottage. I stapled them to a tree low to the ground with the number facing out.
As I did this I carried a spool of thin polyester rope and tied one end to the cottage, and the other around the tree with the key. I left the line loose so it laid on the ground. My path to each key from the cottage was wondering a bit, around trees and obstacles. The idea was I would have to walk along the rope to get to the key. The picture below represents a top view of the cottage with examples of 2 close keys, 2 medium keys, and 2 long keys. The yellow line is the rope and the path I would need to follow. The close keys would be 1 to 2 minutes walk one direction, the medium 3 - 5 minute walk, and the long 6 - 9 minute walk. The question marks represent keys 16 - 20. These 5 keys I would nail to trees face down without looking at the number, and wouldn't have a rope leading to them so they had to be committed to memory. One of which I walked a solid 10 minutes from the cottage with. After all that I had to get up on the roof to shovel the skylights (explained later)
The big black box is the cottage, small black is the shed, blue is the truck, grey is the laneway, and brown is the path that leads towards the lake. The area is heavily wooded, you can't see the lake in summer when it's grown in, a little in the winter. Occasionally if it's not windy you may hear a snowmobile on the lake during the weekend, otherwise it's deserted. My excursion took place during the week.
On the cottage side, the ropes were numbered with the card # that they led to and all tied to the dogs chain (who didn't come) which is staked in the ground by the door and given a few feet slack. This way I could pull the ends of all the ropes inside to find the one i needed at the beginning of the missions.
Now on to the PLC program, and the actual missions. The idea was that at random times throughout the day the system would beep and give me a number between 1 and 20 and I would need to complete that mission. The mission was as simple as getting the card and swiping it at the front door. A number was only used once.
So, Day 1 is setup. It literately took around 3 hours to lay all the rope and hang the cards. It was cold and dark from when I got there. I had to walk around the farther ends of the lot several times. Day 2 & 3 are mission days, and day 4 is cleanup. Each mission day the system would require that 10 missions are completed between the hours of 9 am and midnight regardless of the outside temperature. It was programmed to give at least 2 missions between 9 and 11am, and 2 between 10 pm and midnight, as well as 1 set of back to back missions a day.
The way it worked was the door was always locked from the outside. When a mission was given the system would beep and the computer would display one of the numbers. This number would be the only key that could open the door from the outside. To make sure I didn't just go when I felt like, when it beeps and gave the number it would also turn the heat off and open most of the electrical breakers. Including the water pump, stove, tv, and all the lights except by the door. To make it more urgent to complete the mission, the 3 electric skylights were also fully opened. Each one has a 9" rise letting plenty of cold air in, and all the heat out. The only way to get everything back on and the windows closed was swipe the key with the number it gave at the door, meaning I had to go get it, naked. If i didn't bring the right key back I simply couldn't get back in. The cottage is small, it's quick to heat, but also means quick to cool.
To ensure I would start the mission as soon as the number was given, along with the power being out and windows open, the system timed how long until it detected the front door to open and close. This is where it may get hard to follow. If I was outside within 30 seconds with the door closed, when I got back all systems would start immediately. But for every second I took beyond 30, each second would equal a 2 minute delayed start PLUS a standard 10 minute penalty. So if it took me 45 seconds to get outside, it would give me the first 30 seconds, then counted the last 15. When I came back, the lights came on and the windows closed, but the heat and water would stay off now for another 10 minutes, plus the 15 seconds which converted to 30 minutes, totaling 40 minutes with no heat or water. If it took me 31 seconds to get outside, it would be a 12 minute delayed restart. AND to make sure I didn't cheat, if I tried to trick it by opening and closing the door, then taking my time to leave, when it detected me opening a second time to really leave, it would penalize me an hour with NO systems and windows open starting when I got back. Follow all that? I didn't program any limits either. If I got stuck before a mission for lets say 5 minutes (300 seconds), it would keep the systems off for (300-30)*2+10=550 minutes (9 hours, 10 minutes).
Now to force myself to be naked, I brought only the clothes I wore up there. After everything was setup on day one, when it was time for bed, I stripped completely naked and put all my clothes, my boots and my coat in the closet along with all the other 'cottage clothes' that are always there AND the towels. There is a 600 lb electromagnetic lock installed on the closet door. At home before I left I disabled remote access to the master account for the system until the mission program ran complete at which it would re-enable. (if something happened I could only reset it at the main server back home). This way I couldn't manually override the program. I had to let it run complete over the 2 days finishing all 20 missions to get my clothes back day 4. My emergency plan if I needed my clothes was to smash open the glass server cabinet and manually trigger the relay to release the magnet OR if I was stuck outside I could smash a window, neither of which would bode well with the husband. Day 1 is complete, time for bed. With the program running from when I left, I strip, put everything in the closet and closed the door. It sucked it out of my hand as it sealed shut. Now I'm up north by myself in the middle of the forest without clothing of any kind or boots. All I had was 1 blanket. The heat, locks, windows and power are all being run by the program. Exciting. Hope my programming is error free..because i could only soft test it. I was on version 5 by the time I made this trip. The heat was set to a balmy 28C to compensate not having clothes and dropped to 22 at night time. It begins.
Next morning I wake around 8, naked and knowing that I have at least one hour of safety before being forced to be in the snow barefoot. The heat wasn't set to raise to 28 until 8:30 so I kept the blanket cloaked over me. Now what I didn't really explain was the keys 16-20 that were out there face down, I knew where they were but not which one is which. When the system asks me to get one I have to find them by trial and error. No ropes, and they are scattered at opposite sides of the property. So there's the potential of being out a long long time.
It's now 9 am, the heat is up and it's nice and toasty, no need for the blanket. I can't help but watch the clock and wonder when. I've just had a nice breakfast and some hot coffee, with nothing to do but watch some tv, read a book, or play on slow internet. The temp outside is -5C. Then at 9:27 it happens. I heard the relay for the furnace before the computer beeped. Number 9. Now I don't know exactly where each number is as I did it quickly and in the dark. But I know I have to follow that winding rope to get the key to get the heat back on, or suffer with no heat, water, power, or the ability to cook and all with no clothes. The program gave me 1 option. If the short distance cards 1 thru 5 were not used yet I could swap the mission for one of them (in case it was -20 or something) but once they were used up, that's it.
After the heat was off all I could hear was the fan of the computer. It displayed the number 9 above a button that said "switch". I had only seconds to get outside. I ran to the door and pulled in the chain with all the rope ends on it and located #9. A cold breeze came in and teased my body with the torture to come. I knew it was a medium walk. The wind was cold and crippling I contemplated taking a blanket, but stuck to my rules (unfortunately I couldn't force every aspect) I was wasting time. I handcuffed myself, and put a padlock in the middle with the rope going through, so I had to follow the rope. I hesitated before going out. I loved the idea in my head of doing this, weeks of preparation thinking about it over and over. It worked me up just thinking about it. But standing there with the door held open slightly by the ropes and feeling that breeze. I mean after you've been naked for a while you somewhat lose the sensation of being naked, but standing by that door I've never felt more naked then I did right then. I was hyper aware of my body. I could just feel that not 1 inch of my body had any protection, every sensitive spot was completely exposed and there was nothing I could do. Every raw inch of me was about to be subjected to snow and below freezing temperature with no way to protect myself. My body was crying already, it was not meant to do this, it was not designed to handle these conditions. It was preventing me from stepping outside. I knew I had gone over the 30 seconds, I had no choice, I was forced to feel it. I took a deep breath, grabbed the ropes and quickly stepped outside. The door closed and locked behind me with the handcuff key inside. I had the padlock key, which I hung on a small nail outside. This would be needed to switch ropes if I got back to back missions.
Immediately the nerves in my bare feet started firing. It was such a shock from the 28 degrees inside to this. And now locked outside to a rope naked and barefoot I had to endure this walk to get the key. Around the door the snow was all flattened from me the night before walking around 100 times. I began my journey to discover a huge problem. With all the slack on the rope it was almost impossible to walk handcuffed and feed it through the lock. It just bunched up in front of me. Luckily I quickly thought to wrap the slack from this rope around the dog post. It wasn't too difficult but it must of took 20 wraps to take up the slack, an extra 45 seconds I didn't plan for, I would also have to unwrap it to get the ropes back inside after too. I needed to pull the line taught to get the last couple wraps. Very difficult with handcuffs. All the while my feet were screaming and every other nerve was firing. I could feel the heat being pulled away from between my legs. It was like the cold was specifically attacking me right there and I couldn't stop it. My chest was tight and my nipples were rock hard. I finally began to walk, able to easily slide the lock along the rope now. As I walked further the snow got deeper around me. I was now only walking in the single track I made to originally lay the rope. But with the slack gone I wasn't able to stay directly in my tracks as they were in the middle of trees and I was being forced right along them. The snow was below my knees. My feet were numb but could still feel the rough terrain underneath. Everything felt sharp.
A fact I omitted until now, was that for 2 of the medium walks, I ran the rope under old fallen trees that only had roughly 2 feet of clearance under them. I added a small picture below that's borderline with the rules, it's just to give an idea of what it looked like to go under. With a foot of snow on the ground, and being handcuffed, I would have to lay down and shimmy through, each way. Lucky me, #9 was one of them. I traveled further, forced away from comfort and warmth. It seemed crazy having to walk into the forest like this.
I followed the wandering rope farther and farther, then I reached the log. I couldn't just stand there and figure out the best way under. I had to just lay down and start worming under. With my hands cuffed I was unable to protect any part of my body, snow groped and burned every inch, and I still had to get to the key and come back. Half way under and breathing hard I shivered, time seem to slow down just so I could feel each wave of cold pain fully. My body hated me. Back on my feet and covered in snow I hustled to the key and grabbed it, back along the rope to the log, down and under. This time it seemed so much harder even though the snow had been somewhat cleared. I couldn't seem to make it. It was more slippery, my limbs were refusing to respond as accurately as I needed them. They were protesting being exposed to these conditions like this. At this point what could I do. I had to stop and catch my breath for a second. It took a surprising amount of energy to be doing this. It seems the more I struggled the colder it got. Laying handcuffed naked under a tree, the sound struck me the most. There was none. All I could hear was my breathing. I held it to listen, the ambient sound of the forest was silenced by the deadening cold acoustics of the giant log I was under. It was quiet, no wind, dark, and cold. How could I be laying there naked. I felt so closed in. A shift in mental state happened there. The point of doing this was the sexual experience, it got me so excited during the planning I must of got off 100 times from going over it in my head, what it would feel like, to think of myself naked out there. But being actually out here is different. I laid there shivering trying to catch my breath in the freezing dark silence. I felt disconnected from my body. It was like talking overseas on a phone. There was a few seconds delay in body response. The only thing constant was unrelenting feeling of cold pain touching every inch of my bare unprotected skin. As long as there's pain I'm still a ways from hypothermia. My plan was to make this sexual, and enjoy it, to be in the state of mind I was in during planning. But I couldn't focus to think sexually. I started to try to get out, my body even less responsive. The easiest way was on my side, bring my knees up, and push forward through the snow with my feet. It was so difficult. I didn't have the control, I ended up rolling on my stomach with my arms over head face down in the snow. Now this was cold. My mind snapped. I was laying under a log with my arms and legs straight out face down in the snow naked. Shivering. At that moment the sexual energy kicked in. Snow was packed between my legs and against my chest and I couldn't pull away from it. The energy came over me was different. It wasn't horny sexual. It truly felt like sexual torture. Torture not in the sense as I'm going to die, but I'm beyond my limits and I have no way to stop it and it's only getting worse. It's really indescribable. At that moment I felt completely helpless. I had only been out there about 5 or 6 minutes. All my numb nerves starting firing again with intense pain that was focused down to my sexual core. I could feel blood rushing between my legs but it was just denied, and painfully attacked by the cold. The very force of nature was physically punishing my naked body for simply being out there. At this point even my emergency plan was no use. I was there, streched out, I was naked, and being tortured by the snow.
I had to get out, I rolled on my back and kicked myself forward, and was free. Card in hand I hustled back towards the cottage. When I stood up snow was stuck all over me, my skin tight, fast breathing and shivering. I followed the maze back to the cottage and started unwinding the rope, I let myself in. I heard the beep letting me know that mission was complete, and heard the windows winding shut, but no heat. I had no idea how long it took me to get outside, but there was going to be at least 10 minutes of no heat plus who knows how long. I was frozen and it was freezing inside. All I could do was hide under the blanket. My limbs were red, and skin tight with goosebumps. I was soaked from the snow and getting my only blanket wet. I had no choice, there was no heat. It felt like forever before the furnace lit, I huddled over the vent with the blanket filling with hot air. It was heaven. I couldn't stop shivering. I wasn't going to break that 30 second rule again.
I wanted to finish myself so bad right then but if I did it would take away the sexual energy that allowed me to do this. If I learned only 1 thing from being naked in the snow, was to never finish outside without being able to get to warmth right after. The cold afterwards just cripples you and makes the whole experience negative. I edged myself a couple times being extra careful not to finish. 30 minutes later, beep...beep...beep. I was just getting warm. 10:21, and got the number 17. 30 seconds!! I abandoned the blanket on the floor and ran to the door.
There was no rope to follow. Just a 1 in 5 chance of getting the right card. Each card at the further corners. So with no handcuffs or rope I ran out the door toward one of them, it was difficult to keep speed in the deep snow, but the sun was out and it was warming a bit. These cards I could directly go to but were deep in the forest, it seemed to take forever to get there, my feet burning. I couldn't see what was under the snow. I felt twigs and rocks slapping my frozen toes. I started to realize I may have put these farther than I should of. At least I didn't have to lay down in the snow this time. Finally at the card... # 20...Noo! No time to waste on to the next one, left or right?. Such rough terrain to try to run trough. Out of breath and toes stinging, I must of been out there 8 minutes by then, not even sure if the next card was right, then all the way back. Finally at the second card. #17! and now I know where 20 is. Back to the cottage.
Back inside, I heard the windows, then the heat!! I just wanted to put clothes on. Deviously I tried the closet, locked. I could hear a faint hum from the magnet as I leaned all my weight to pull it open. It wasn't even struggling. I tried to log in the system with the admin. No go. I'm stuck like this, with the rest of today and tomorrow to repeat. I had to edge myself to deal with this. The time was nearing 11, and I thought 2 down, 8 to go, but 2 for sure won’t be until 10, so only 6 more missions to do over the next 11 hours.
The sun was disappearing quick with dark gray skies by the time noon came around it was starting to snow. -3C out. As the day went on I was able to make it more sexual, with the help of the internet. By the time 5pm came I had done 2 more missions. I wanted to do more. But one of the ones I did was a long one. I put that card pretty far, and while rushing to set it all up the night before I was just running around trees with the rope and didn't realize how far I had to go extra to get to the card. I loved it. I had put enough planning into it all to make my mind believe I had to do it. When that computer beeped, I truly felt as if I HAD to go outside at that moment or else. When those windows open that thin blanket doesn't do anything, it was go outside now or suffer. I had no choice. And with absolutely no clothes available, not even a pair of sandals, I was being forced out there naked and barefoot.
6pm, the sun was gone but it had warmed up to -2. Snow had not stopped falling since noon. Within the last hour it had gotten heavy. Big fat flakes. There was noticeable accumulation. The ropes were no longer visible anywhere. 6:55 another mission finally. It was number 5. This would be the second short one today. I could feel the cold wind blowing down the skylights. I didn't want to come out from the blanket. I had to. It was short, then I could make some dinner. I had been under the blanket for a while, and with the temperature set as it was, I was hot and a bit sweaty. The cold air coming in was a bit refreshing but reminded me I wasn't wearing anything. Handcuffed up and locked to the rope I stepped out. There was a fresh layer of snow over everything now. All my tracks had been reduced to little ruts on top of the snow. The fresh snow stuck to my legs and feet. I wound the rope up and began it's winding path. I could see the card I needed but was heading in a different direction. The falling snow was thick and sticking to me. I was covered in goose bumps and still damp from sweat, I was toasty and under a blanket less than a minute ago and now here. I could really feel the wind. Snow was in my hair, and sticking to my eyelashes. It didn't take long to get to the card but in my damp state my body was feeling extra punishment. While inside my feet were hot, and now they were burning with the cold. Snow was just up to my knees in most places. With the average step my foot didn't even come above the snow line. There were drifts where snow was to my mid thigh. Once I had the key the return route was faster in my tracks. As I got near the cottage, in the light I could see my red toes, I could do nothing about the snow they were in.
Back at the cottage I swiped the card only to see it flash red-green-red-green.... I thought I had the wrong card, but quickly realized it was a back to back, I un-wound the rope and unlocked myself, I walked to the window and saw the number 20. I knew where it was at least but it was dark now. Part of me wished I had cheated and brought it back and left it right there. I had a ways to go, and this time I was handcuffed. My body was in pain again, the snow was damp and it melted on me, keeping a light wetness about me. I had only been out about 3 or 4 minutes, but I had a good 6 minute walk ahead of me just to get there. My mind felt helpless as I had no control over the situation. I wished I had some sort of protection for my body but nothing. I had to just start walking. Snow was deep and cold. I couldn't see where I was going and I couldn't put my arms out to balance as I blindly navigated through the rough snow covered terrain. As I entered the forest I felt nervous this time. It was really dark, I had to go slow because the forest floor is tough to maneuver through. I only had a small rut in the snow to follow from earlier. I followed it as the energy drained from me, my toes were stinging, I had to just keep going. It didn't seem like the right way. What would I do if I had to get the other ones tonight? Would I remember the way? what about the really far one?. All these questions raced through my mind. I felt like I was aimlessly wondering through the forest in the dark naked and handcuffed barely able to see. I could picture myself being stuck out there like that. Having to eventually succumb to the cold simply because I was naked. I finally approached the tree and got the key. When I turned around I could not see the cottage light at all. I needed to get back. I just looked down and followed the tracks. On and on and on I walked, cold and damp. At least I didn't have to lay down in it (this time). I could see the light getting closer. I tried to speed up, but with no arm balance, and my feet failing to do what I wanted. It felt like I was walking on glass. Shivering, if I couldn't feel that I was still holding the card, I could just see it.
Finally I open the door and slammed it shut. I was frozen, and wet. I had been out there 17 minutes. But there was no relief. The inside temperature had dropped to 8C. I could hear the skylights closing, hoping there wasn't snow stuck in them so they would seal, the furnace had fired and was warming up before the fan kicked in. I couldn't get the cuffs off, I just grabbed the key and ran to the couch and got under the blanket. I listened to the heat run, curled up in a tight ball. My knees were against my chin, and my fingers were rubbing my toes. I finally started to get normal feeling back. I needed to get warm quicker. I decided to do one of the more risky actions and take a shower. Any moment the water could go off and I would have 30 seconds to get outside. With no towels, I would either soak my only blanket and be late or go out wet. I planned it to be this way, sure I could wait until after hours, or before, but when I planned this, the idea of being quickly forced outside in the snow naked and soaking wet turned me on so much I couldn't resist. But now faced with the situation, and fully aware of the repercussions it was insane. I had to warm my core though.
I started the shower, it was difficult to get in because the water burned my toes but felt cold everywhere else. Eventually it felt so good. I decided to fill the bath and just lay in it. Risky but it just felt sooooo good. I admired my body, my knees were scraped up a bit, my chest had some too from under the log. I also had some small scratches on my shins and my ankles. I didn't ever feel getting them. I actually wanted to just be flogged at that moment but was alone. As the time passed and the water cooled I knew I should get out. I wanted to just drain some and replace with hot but I had been in there a while. I drained the tub and squeegeed the water off myself with my hands. I had a hair dryer, using it with drenched hair took forever. I had to keep my hair dry unless I was going to wash it from now on.
Life seemed to carry on as somewhat normal. Being naked for the entire day was new to me. I was really aware of it, I felt physically vulnerable. I really wanted to be tied up and flogged badly, I just wanted to be helpless and have to endure an extended session. But it'll never happen. So I made some food, chatted on the internet, watched a little tv and a movie. It was the same sort things I do at home, just the mental state was totally different. I was enjoying myself, but I had that tick in my head reminding me that I was not in control. At any minute it could decide I was to be outside, to complete as task while naked. With no emotion or forgiveness like a human master. I had to follow the rules regardless of the harsh conditions outside. Nothing was taken into consideration. No pleading, no begging, and no time to disobey even or I would be punished. There was no way around it. When it said out, my naked ass better get out in that snow immediately.
I was interrupted a couple times during my night. It was so exciting. Right while I was cooking dinner it happened. It didn't care, the stove went dead and I had to just go. Once during the movie too. By the time 10 hit I had done the numbers 9, 17, 2, 12, 5, 20, 6, 15. The snow would come heavy, then lighten up but never stopped. I had 2 more tonight. I poured my second glass of wine. It was going down too good. I'm not a big drinker, but I know red wine makes me very horny. It was just about 11, I looked at the temperature as I poured my third glass to see it was back down to -5. Then the beep. the lights went out and it was dark because I had shut off the light by the door earlier. The only light was the computer screen. #1. It was a short one, I ran to the door. I had a system by now which seemed to give me plenty of time to handcuff myself, get the ropes inside and lock myself to the proper one. It was pitch black outside. I left the outside light off because I still always feel as if someone is watching me. I knew I didn't have far to go and I would have a rope to follow. I stepped outside and began winding the rope. The snow was getting deep. Everything felt colder too. You could feel the difference between the 2 layers of snow. The top was soft and light, but the previous layer was thicker and sharp feeling. The familiar grip of cold squeezed my exposed flesh at every spot. I felt wonderful. The wine had given me a nice glow. I was drunk but the shocking cold was keeping my body alert. Forcing it to not enjoy the intoxication my mind felt but instead to endure the cold. I completed the mission quickly and got back inside. I was carless with the keys. My toes were cold. I was dying to finish. But I did the right thing and cleaned up my equipment and put the keys where they belong. It was 11:40, and I had 1 mission to go. The heat dropped to 18 at midnight. I wasn't tired. I knew I didn't want to be hung over tomorrow so I keep drinking water through the night.
I couldn't do anything but watch the clock. I paced back and forward, and poured another glass of wine. I drank it quickly. I was so horny, I was scanning every object in the room and sexualizing it. I started to play with myself, I could of done it in seconds. But I didn't. I waited out the clock. Finally, last mission of the day. #18. I didn't need to handcuff, so I took a moment. I tried to picture where the other 3 cards were but I couldn't focus. I was drunk. I knew the really far one was all the way down the laneway then down the road. The other one was straight walk behind the cottage a ways starting from the utility room. Then I remember the third one was out the door, left and straight into the forest. My problem was the tracks from last night were not visible because of the snow and darkness. Even some of the tracks from earlier today were almost gone. My time was running out. I had to go, I needed the light on because it was so dark out.
Out I stepped. The brisk air caught me off guard and chilled me. I didn't want to do the mission. I just looked down and could see my nipples tightening up, I saw my legs and saw my little feet in the snow. They looked so fragile to be put in the snow. I was so turned on, but I had a task I needed to do instead. Left I went. I jogged through the snow to the edge of the forest, then I had to slow down. I could feel the cold waking me up. It was pitch black. I should of had a flashlight. I didn't have a choice now. The wine gave me the courage to enter the forest. It was hard to navigate through the branches. I walked into one of the ropes but it was slack enough it didn't trip me. I looked at the cottage to see if I was still in line, I barley recognized the trees. The terrain which I know well was impossible to make out. I just went deeper and deeper. My feet were stinging, the snow was soo cold. I could feel my fingers loosing blood. I stubbed my toe on a large rock which was buried in the snow, it caused me to pitch forward on to it. My toe was killing me now. My hands absorbed the shock but now were wet with snow. My legs all the way up were covered in snow. But the rock. I knew were I was, I was in line with the card but too far over. I could just see it on the tree. I for sure I would of missed it if I didn't hit that rock. I grabbed the card. #16. I panicked. I was in trouble, I had gone the opposite direction of the far far card so if it was that one I had 15+ minute walk to it, then another 10 back. I had no choice to go for the one out the back of the cottage. I couldn't see the light anymore, so I couldn't directly head to it, I needed to follow my tracks back to the cottage, then head to the second card. This was going to be at least 10 minutes, then another 6 or so back. My brain just thought of my body. Why was I naked? where were my shoes? I'm surrounded by black cold and snow. Nothing is around me, there is nothing I can put on, and nowhere to go. I quickly followed my steps back. It was only a minute before I could see the light again.
I was out there too long. Everything from my waist below was soaked, my shoulders, hair and arms were wet from the falling snow. My feet were stinging, I couldn't even see them. I tried to run but the impact of running shot into my soles and stopped that idea. My body was protesting, I was intoxicated and contemplating smashing the window. I could see where I was by the front light so I veered off towards the back end of the cottage to shorten my path. If this wasn't the card I would have to break the window. I needed to relieve this pain. I recognized the forest better back here, but it was hard to navigate. My thoughts finally started to focus and I just dredged trough the forest hoping I would see the right tree. Time just turned into waves of pain. I couldn't control my shivering. My breathing was shivering. This was the coldest I've ever been. I couldn't see the tree until I was right up on it. But there was no card!! My knees gave out and I dropped to the ground. The snow packed between my legs, it was inside me. Cold was ripping the heat from my flesh, it was up to my chest, then I remembered the card was low. I started digging and quickly found it...the number....18. I ripped it off the tree and started running towards the cottage. Pain was unbearable but if I didn't get my naked body into warmth it would give up and that was it. I crashed through branches, they whipped me everywhere, my face, my ears, my chest. The light got bigger and bigger and finally I was back.
Inside I shook the snow off and ran for my blanket. It was cold inside but felt warm compared to where I just was. The pain didn't stop. Everything was on me was bright pink. I had to just keep moving. I started laughing from what I just endured, it was racing through my groggy mind. All these thoughts. I had to finish. I laid on the floor spread eagle and finished myself. I came so hard. It made me shake. My body burned after. All the sexual energy was just released and I was left with a frozen body. I hid under my blanket over the air vent. I had completed day 1. It wasn't long before the heat turned down for the night. The air from my vent cooled after the flame went out and eventually shut off. I had nothing left and turned in for the night. A second blanket would of been nice but I don't think it was long before I was asleep.