Buried Alive

By CREUSS

stories by CREUSSHere is a true story…

I have accepted to let you know about an experience I had a couple of years ago.

You will notice that there is nothing exceptional, and we agreed in advance with the “programme,” so no surprise…

So, we had a very nice Wednesday in the forest, a few years ago, in February… How surprising as by chance it was probably one of the nicest days of this winter.

My mate collected me at his local railways station, outside of Paris, near Fontainebleau … We made our way to the forest, and parked the car as close as we could, but we still had a couple of kilometres to walk.

We loaded our rucksack on our backs and made our way through the forest.

We crossed a couple of hikers, but not much… they looked at us as we were both wearing French army combat dress, but we ignored the fact…

Within half an hour we get on the site he had planned…

We did start with some bondage games, but this is not the plot right now… I will let you know another time for this part of the game…

I wanted to get buried in the sand, up to the neck…

It is something I always enjoyed, but haven’t been able to do for ages, actually since I left the army… (I will let you know about it one day too…)

I was to dig a pit in the sand…

As I had a shovel, it took me about 30 minutes to do so…

The sand was not too dry, so it was quite easy…

When the pit was deep enough, about my high, I stopped and extracted myself from it…

Then I told him I was ready…

I took my respirator (an ex Russian one actually, to protect my ears and my eyes) on, and stood at attention next to the big hole I have just dug!

He ordered me to go back inside the pit, and started to fill the pit with sand…

When he reached my belt side, he stopped for a while, and asked me how I was…

Actually I had a hard-on… so it was not useful to answer!!!

He filled the pit again till he reached my neck… To avoid too much pressure I made my best to keep my lungs and breast as filled as possible to try to resist to the weight of the sand…

At the end, he made a pause again…

He told me from now I would be unable to ask for help if required, and he wanted me to let him know if I wanted to proceed…

Sure, I said… go on…

So he did start covering my head with sand, and after a few minutes, I was totally invisible from the surface of the forest, but a tiny pipe not far from me (the pipe of the respirator).

I spend only two hours in total darkness, and soundproof….

No more as it was the period he accepted to inflict me…

Then he released my head, and asked me if I was able to go ahead, as we planned…

I agreed again, and he left me there, for the next 14 hours…

Actually he only freed me the following morning, by 5:00 AM, when he came back, just before dropping me back at the station, going to work…

Anyone interested in letting me play again like this???

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The pictures and the narrative above come courtesy of CREUSS.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Guys, this is VERY advanced and dangerous play … so please, nobody do this without close supervision and an escape plan in place. And whatever you do, don’t EVER leave somebody like this unattended.

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2 thoughts on “Buried Alive”

  1. An interesting story with some really good pics that capture the atmosphere of the occasion. Reminds me of a mummifying experience I had (coincidentally, in France) so there’s the possibility of a report from me on that adventure, although right now I’m working on a story inspired by a recent posting about JTC.

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