Diary log: 

Today is our 20th anniversary. 20 years since She and I meet. 20 years since she made to ultimate decision to lock herself away permanently in a full body prison of steel. Her isolation is absolute. She cannot move a single muscle. Her sight and earing are totally removed. There is absolutely no way for her to communicate as she can't produce a single sound. Not even grunting or moaning. For all intends and purposes. She has a been reduced to a statue of steel. She means much more to me of course. I love her. Even though she can never see, touch, or feel me. I feel comfort in thinking that her knowing that I am here for her is enough to make her happy. There is no way to know now. Our only interactions are resumed to our kisses every 4 hours, which stimulate and recharge the nanites inside her. This is her only connection to me and the outside world.

This all started when she came across PERMALOCK inc. A company specialized in extreme and irremovable chastity devices.  At first, she only intended to lock away her ability to have sex. But rather then calming her lust and desires... The denial of sexual carnage left her craving for more extreme measures. And so she kept ordering new things to add to her demise. A stretching posture collar, A gag. A pair of oversized metal chastity breasts that pierced though her nipples. It kept adding up, until she finally got a chastity hood which would render her totally blind, deaf, unable to live without assistance. And this is how we meet. The company sent me to talk to her about this extreme decision, but she still went on with it. And so I became her care taker. We quickly became lovers. At first, I though that this would be enough to satisfy her lust for extreme steel isolation and painful restriction. But she just needed more. And so she decided to go through the final stage. PERMALOCK was more then happy to satisfy her need. She ordered a hobble steel skirt and  steel back prayer straitjacket which would make her steel encasement total, painful and absolute. I have added the nanites and kiss protocol to the arrangement to keep some sort of connection with her. However small it may be.

This is what she desired. To be locked away. Fully isolated from the outside world. No more work, no more friends, no more sex, no more pleasure. A life of darkness, painful bondage and total immobility. I do not know if her sanity is still intact. I have been by her side for 20 years now. And I have absolutely no idea what is going on inside her steel prison. PERMALOCK are masters of their craft. Her prison is simply PERFECT. It cannot be removed from her. Her steel prison is effectively are new home, and will be her coffin when she eventually expires.

Maybe she is still happy. Maybe she doesn't feel any regret. Or maybe this is just a living hell. Maybe she craves and welcomes death at this point. There is no way for me to know. Her isolation and disconnection for the world is absolute.

I like to think that she is happy. After all, it is what she wanted. And we did think it over for a few months before making the final decision. What ever the case may be. Death will not come to her any time soon. The nanites inside our bodies will make sure that we both live very long lives. Even in her extreme condition, she will live for many more decades. Maybe even a century under my care.

My love. I hope that this is truly what you wanted. Perhaps letting you die would be a merciful end. But I simply cannot live without you. You are my reason to exist. And so, I will insure that you remain at my side for a VERY long time. I want you to know that I love you. I hope that you are alright in there. Are you moaning and begging to be fucked right now? Or screaming your lungs out for death to embrace you? I wonder... But sadly... I will never know. Your addiction to steel took over your life and this is the inevitable outcome. Like all addiction, it eventually ends up controlling and destroying you. 

You will never see again, you will never move again, you will never experience pleasure again, you will never interact with a human being again. This might have started as a fantasy for you. But this is now your reality. It is very permanent. You will never escape it. I rejected this fate for you at first. But now that you are mine forever. I am not going to lie, keeping you this way really turns me. It would have happened eventually my love. This prison of steel is where you are ment to be. Forever.


So happy birthday love. You have many more to endure at my side. Oh, I am sure you want to me to fuck your brains out so bad. But that will never happen. Is it wonderful? The frustration of never getting what you want? You clearly wanted this very badly. What you have endured so far, is but an heart beat in the large scheme of things. I won't let you expire any time soon. So keep on craving for sex my love. You denied us that pleasure. But  I still love you. 

Who knows... Maybe in a few decades, I will call PERMALOCK and have myself locked away in a similar fashion. That way, I will enter your world of perfect isolation and we will truly be together.  I think it will happen eventually. I can't say I enjoy it as much as you do. But I want to feel what you feel. Suffer what you suffer. I don't think we will ever be together until it is done. But not yet my love. I can't let any random PERMALOCK employee take care of you and I. No. I must find a proper candidate who will provide us the care we need. As I did to you. So be patient my love. Some day. In a few decades maybe. I will join you.



Note: This is a an homage and fan made sequel to this little story 

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I strongly recommend it to anyone who enjoys permanent bondage, chastity and lesbian romance. I like extreme bondage. And so is the protagonist of this stories. My kind of gal.