Being sick gives one plenty of time to think. Consequently, I did quite a bit of thinking over the past weekend, and while many thoughts were of the “How much longer until I can take another dose of cold medicine?” variety, others were on more interesting topics. And by Monday, I had recovered sufficiently to turn those thoughts into action and take advantage of the Martin Luther King holiday to make a mid-day trip to the home improvement center.

For several months I’ve had this vision in my head. I see Joy wearing her cupless, leather corset, kneeling before me on the playroom carpet. Her hands are cuffed in front of her to a metal ring set into the floor. It’s a lovely vision—cuffing her to a ring like this presents so many opportunities! With her hands bound out of the way, I can make free use of her mouth if I choose, or I can lift her up onto her hands and knees and mount her from behind doggy-style. But best of all the ring enforces a kneeling position, a position of subservience—she cannot rise as long as her hands are cuffed to it.

When it occurred to me that I could use such a ring in other ways as well—picture Joy standing with her hands pulled high and cuffed to the hook in the ceiling and her feet cuffed to the ring in the floor as I take the switch to her fine rear end—it became clear that I needed to take steps. The ring in the floor could not be confined to idle thought, but instead needed to become reality. But the thought of simply screwing a metal hookeye into the floorboards didn’t seem satisfactory. Not only would it mess up the carpet, but it would present a tripping hazard and get in the way if we needed to move furniture around. So I devised a better solution.

At the home improvement store, I purchased two sheets of half inch plywood and several lengths of 1×2. I stopped in the hardware section to look at gate latches, and found one suitable to work for the ring itself. It came with the required nuts and bolts for installation, and I already had the remaining necessary wood screws and tacks, as well as a carpet remnant that could be cut to fit. When I returned home, I had all the materials I needed to build my vision.

Here is my plan. I will cut the plywood so that I can piece it into a six foot square and then install the gate fastener in the center, bolting it securely onto the wood. I will cut four 6’ lengths of 1×2 and miter the ends so that they can fit together in a square, and I will screw them to the bottom edges of the plywood to form a frame to hold the square together and hold the plywood off the floor so that it does not teeter on the bolts that hold the gate latch. I will run additional lengths of 1×2 across the bottom of the plywood inside the square frame for strength and to act as braces so that the plywood does not bow under weight. And when I am done, I will cut the carpet to cover the top and sides, slitting it to allow the gate latch to poke through. I’ll tack it into place to create a soft surface for kneeling and so nobody will get splinters.

When I am done, I will have created a six-foot square, very low dais with a ring set into the center. The dais will be portable, so I can pick it up and store it out of the way when I don’t need it (walk-in closets are so handy), or move it from one room to another when adventure calls somewhere outside the playroom. However, when I place Joy on the dais and cuff her hands to the ring, her own body weight will prevent her from being able to move the dais—she will be effectively cuffed to a ring set in the floor, just as I picture in my mind.

To date, I have only purchased the materials. Construction will likely begin this weekend and since the thing is so simple, should go quickly. Won’t Joy have a happy surprise when I let her test drive the contraption in the playroom after I get it finished?

I love DIY projects like this. Not only do they allow me to indulge my very favorite hobby in new and exciting ways, but they let me burnish my guy credentials through hands-on construction in the process. In a way, it’s kind of like a (very) adult version of Legos, only replacing the typical Star Wars with a Fifty Shades theme. What could be more fun that that?

Feel free to borrow this idea yourself if the urge hits you. When I get mine done, I’ll post pictures and a report of how Joy and I inaugurated it. In the meantime…

…enjoy Yourself!

Jake

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