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You know how it is, you wake at three, you need a pee. On the way back to bed the fetish fairy tells you to wear pvc. You can't argue. It seems a sensible request. On go the pants, onesie and mac. All in your favourite shiny black vinyl. She doesn't stop there though. A bit of bondage would be nice, and your cape. Yes your lovely long cape. Perfect for a bit of self bondage. Out it comes. Cape. Leather collar, cuffs and a handful of padlocks. Although, still a bit sleepy, you're now getting a bit turned on by it all. The caress of the smooth shiny vinyl, works its magic. You lock on the wrist cuffs and wrap the long hooded cape around you. Putting up the macs hood first and tying it gently up. The capes voluminous hood goes up next, almost engulfing your head. The feel and smell of its beautiful soft and shiny vinyl lining is so erotic. You stop for the moment to enjoy all your feelings. The bondage fairy prompts you to now put on the wide collar, and padlock it on. No escape now, although you do double check the keys are on the edge of the bedside cabinet. Now fully encased inside the cape, body covered in suit and shiny hooded mac, all thats left is to zip up the cape and luxuriate in your pvc- ness! You slowly climb into bed, vinyl rustling seductively, carefully pulling up the long mac skirt and then the cape onto the bed and under the duvet. You fumble for the capes zipper ends, they finally mate and slowly you enclose yourself in its glossy embrace. Right up to the collar, you push with one finger, the zipper obliges and continues deep under the collar. Perfect! You lay there, panting slightly, you gently fondle the mass of shiny silky mac and cape. Wonderous! The final act. The combination lock you put into the macs pocket. Is this a good idea? Common sense says no, but that devil may care thing says go for it, so does the bondage fairy, and anyway the cuff keys are on the cabinet. The wrist cuff d- rings pull slightly together as you link them together. Its awkward, but using thumbs and middle fingers you manipulate the lock into place. Very carefully moving the bottom number ring one click, you test. Yep locked. Again you lay there, revelling in your current warm and sensuous embrace. You can even feel the vinyl slipping gently around your buttocks. A fidget jiggles all. You shut your eyes, thank you fetish fairy! You fall slowly to asleep!
Its now light. You are very warm. Instantly aware of the vinyl touch. You move to turn over. The huge cape hood falls into your face deliciously. Instinctively you try to raise your hands. They won't! Wrapped in their pvc mac and cape cocoon, somewhere near your crutch, which by the way has also sprung into life! The combination lock! Shit! Distorting fingers and thumbs, gently feeling for that bottom reel. One of four numerical reels testing your freedom. You hope upon hope you haven't done the unthinkable! It clicks once, you pull. Nothing. Perhaps the other way. It clicks back twice. You pull. Nothing! Shit. You click back again. Nothing. And again. Nothing. Gently turning each reel, maybe they are slightly out of line, but you need the bottom reel back where it was, FUCK! How many turns have I done? Which way! Panic sets in. Minor struggle! All this does is sets the shiny vinyl tingles off. You are now getting even more turned on by the now potential REAL bondage! The keys. The keys, yes.....yes......
The bedroom door squeaked open. Cherrie stood there, mouth open then the beginning of a smile. 'Well good morning. I thought I'd pop round early and surprise you.......' The new girlfriend of three weeks, you'd only given her the door key yesterday! She pulled the duvet back. 'Are you locked in there?' Your beetroot red face embarrassingly nodded! 'Good. You can stay like it. I do like a bit of bondage. You look like you're enjoying yourself. I'll be back later. Love the macs too!' She pointed at my wide open wardrobe, crammed with pvc. She picked up the keys, gave them a twirl and was gone!

Marvellous!

Blackvinyl wrote: September 27th, 2025, 6:07 pm You know how it is, you wake at three, you need a pee. On the way back to bed the fetish fairy tells you to wear pvc. You can't argue. It seems a sensible request. On go the pants, onesie and mac. All in your favourite shiny black vinyl. She doesn't stop there though. A bit of bondage would be nice, and your cape. Yes your lovely long cape. Perfect for a bit of self bondage. Out it comes. Cape. Leather collar, cuffs and a handful of padlocks. Although, still a bit sleepy, you're now getting a bit turned on by it all. The caress of the smooth shiny vinyl, works its magic. You lock on the wrist cuffs and wrap the long hooded cape around you. Putting up the macs hood first and tying it gently up. The capes voluminous hood goes up next, almost engulfing your head. The feel and smell of its beautiful soft and shiny vinyl lining is so erotic. You stop for the moment to enjoy all your feelings. The bondage fairy prompts you to now put on the wide collar, and padlock it on. No escape now, although you do double check the keys are on the edge of the bedside cabinet. Now fully encased inside the cape, body covered in suit and shiny hooded mac, all thats left is to zip up the cape and luxuriate in your pvc- ness! You slowly climb into bed, vinyl rustling seductively, carefully pulling up the long mac skirt and then the cape onto the bed and under the duvet. You fumble for the capes zipper ends, they finally mate and slowly you enclose yourself in its glossy embrace. Right up to the collar, you push with one finger, the zipper obliges and continues deep under the collar. Perfect! You lay there, panting slightly, you gently fondle the mass of shiny silky mac and cape. Wonderous! The final act. The combination lock you put into the macs pocket. Is this a good idea? Common sense says no, but that devil may care thing says go for it, so does the bondage fairy, and anyway the cuff keys are on the cabinet. The wrist cuff d- rings pull slightly together as you link them together. Its awkward, but using thumbs and middle fingers you manipulate the lock into place. Very carefully moving the bottom number ring one click, you test. Yep locked. Again you lay there, revelling in your current warm and sensuous embrace. You can even feel the vinyl slipping gently around your buttocks. A fidget jiggles all. You shut your eyes, thank you fetish fairy! You fall asleep!
Its now light. You are very warm. Instantly aware of the vinyl touch. You move to turn over. The huge cape hood falls into your face deliciously. Instinctively you try to raise your hands. They won't! Wrapped in their pvc mac and cape cocoon, somewhere near your crutch, which by the way has also sprung into life! The combination lock! Shit! Distorting fingers and thumbs, gently feeling for that bottom reel. One of four numerical reels testing your freedom. You hope upon hope you haven't done the unthinkable! It clicks once, you pull. Nothing. Perhaps the other way. It clicks back twice. You pull. Nothing! Shit. You click back again. Nothing. And again. Nothing. Gently turning each reel, maybe they are slightly out of line, but you need the bottom reel back where it was, FUCK! How many turns have I done? Which way! Panic sets in. Minor struggle! All this does is sets the shiny vinyl tingles off. You are now getting even more turned on by the now REAL bondage! The keys. The keys, yes.....yes......
The bedroom door squeaked open. Cherrie stood there, mouth open then began to smile. 'Well good morning. I thought I'd pop round early and surprise you.......' My new girlfriend of three weeks, I'd only given her the door key yesterday! She pulled the duvet back. 'Are you locked in there?' My beetroot red face embarrassingly nodded! 'Good. You can stay like it. I do like a bit of bondage. You look like you're enjoying yourself. I'll be back later. Love the macs too!' She pointed at my wide open wardrobe, crammed with pvc. She picked up the keys, gave them a twirl and was gone!

Wow cracking story. Now I'm wondering what happened when she returned.
Sounds amazing. This is the sort of thing I have done in the erliy years playing with all my lovely mackintoshes ect.
And getting myself stuck .and coming very close at times .of nearly suffocating under my mac's.
Hope you tell us what happened to you when she returned .

Absolutely loved this story, can't have enough mackintosh bondage more please.

Loved the story and really hope there is a second part, locked up in lovely PVC and having to wait for someone to let you out one is my idea of heaven. One question though can you do something to get the attention of the Fetish Fairy.

Heather

Wonderful story and the feelings made by every single movement.
It’s meant to be Torture but that couldn’t be further from the truth

Nice. Nice. Nice! A lovely situation. I do enjoy a good self bondage gone wrong senario!

Nice one. It got my imagination buzzing. I love stories that have a tint of real about them!

Oddly, I woke at three this morning. Dunno where the fairy was though. Stayed as I was, in my soft furry onesie. Nice and warm.

The perfect scenario. Hope there is a part two?