a submissives thought

Bondage is a form of homage: trusting your owner, to take away my freedom, make refusal impossible.

Recapitulating some of the things I've said earlier about bondage:

Bondage becomes more potent as it becomes more degrading or limiting.

Objectifying bondage, having your testicles bound, makes you lowly.

Having your arms bound to your neck emphasizes your bodily vulnerability.

Restriction of movement makes your helplessness more concrete.

Uncomfortable bondage is as inescapable reminder of your status.

Embarrassing bondage leaves you a toy for the amusement of your owner, e.g., left ankle bound to right wrist.

Each of these conditions in some way emphasizes slavery but no one seems inherently affecting than the other.

Being put in a closet - or more emphatically - something like a large box, perhaps with or without chains seems potentially mind-altering. Whether taking me more deeply into slave space or punishing I'm not sure.

Being locked in a cage would probably be my 'dream' bondage. Being able to see outside the cage but separate for it would knock me into the most surrendered, helpless state I can imagine.