While this isn’t exactly a representation of my dream dungeon, it comes pretty close in the terms of being drool-worthy. The person that amassed this collection is in the process of selling most of it and moving elsewhere in the United States. When he first posted his pictures on Fetlife, I was (like just about everyone else that commented) floored by the sheer amount of stuff in his playspace. Just tallying up in my head the costs of the restraints, not to mention some of the stuff that looks custom-made would put the price tag easily in the $8,000-10,000 range. And now he’s selling it?? Yeah, I thought more than once about putting in an offer, but unfortunately he’s looking for people who are within driving distance of him, and he’s about 1000 miles away from me.
Of course something like this has got me thinking about what I already possess and what I’ve been amassing in my own toy collection over the last year and the previous 30 some odd. The fact that what I do have, I don’t play with much (and is a considerable source of angst from the wife about how much it all has cost) and basically sits around gathering dust. I’ve already lost a couple of toys to wear and tear, and age, one of my coveted horsehair floggers essentially disintegrated hanging in my closet. Too, one day on eBay I happened upon a seller that was parting with 4 identical brand new Humane Restraint sets, none of which had even been removed from their packing cellophane. Brand Spanking New! These are the types of restraints one might find in hospitals, mental facilities, the ones that in order to buy, you must have official letterhead, they’re not meant to be sold to the general public. Of course, the person was asking $400 per set..but damn. Don’t even ask…I bought them. But I haven’t used them. I opened one set, but the other 3 are sitting in the back of my closet, in the same boxes they arrived in. What am I going to do with 4 sets of restraints, when I only have one submissive? Damned if I know either, but I have them.
On and on it goes. Floggers, restraints of metal and leather, chains and I’ve been considering learning how to weld so I can BUILD things. But the wife isn’t going to be too pleased if I make a steel cage down in the basement, and then have nowhere to put it. So I put off that sort of plan for a time down the road. Still, I covet what I can’t have (at the present time).
I’m like a person at a smorgasboard, with a full plate and they just brought out dessert.