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My Self Bondage
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"Mmmpppfff!" was the only sound I could make as I strained to
move another few inches across the rug. The way my mouth was gagged
prevented me from saying anything other than some very muffled grunts.
I was sweating quite a bit now - after all, I had been in this
predicament for a little better than two hours now, and I still had a good
way to go before I could reach the kitchen and my escape knife. I
stopped to give my aching muscles a rest and to give my raw feeling skin a
respite from the carpet.
I had been eagerly anticipating this day for over a week. I actually
had a Saturday all to myself, and had laid careful plans to make good use of
it. I had been "into" self-bondage for better a year now, but this was the
first time I had really put myself in a bondage that I felt it would be
very difficult to get out of. Most of the time, I just simply tied my ankles
and knees with a couple of pieces of nylon rope, taped my mouth with some
sticky duct tape, put a vibrator between my legs, then tied my hands behind
my back with some more of the nylon rope. The vibrator would do it's thing,
and after about 15 minutes, I would undo the knots on my wrist ropes
immediately after I had come. I had gotten quite good at tying my
hands rather tightly behind myself, but the nylon rope didn't knot up too tightly
for me to undo it after a few minutes of picking at the knots. I always
kept a sharp steak knife handy - one with a serrated blade that would saw
through rope easily - a few feet away from me on the bed.
Today, though, things were considerably different. I had been downtown
Calgary and had stopped in an "Adult" bookstore. I had led a fairly
sedate life , and had never dared to venture into such a place considering my
fantasies of being tied up, and occasionally tying myself, an "unusual" but
really harmless vice I chose to indulge in. Most men seemed to care little
for what I wanted out of sex - never actually satisfying the way my
orgasms felt when I was tied. So I dated occasionally, but depended
on myself to satisfy my needs. The bookstore I stopped in seemed to be
dedicated almost totally to bondage. I had never dreamed I would see
so many DVDs showing heavily bound women, and they actually had
displays of gags, handcuffs, etc. I almost bought one of the ball gags -
it looked really sexy to me - but the outrageous price stopped me. I did
pick up several of the DVDa though, and had read watched from beginning
to end, imagining myself the woman in every scene. I had determined
that I would figure out a way that I could tie myself like the women I
saw in the movies. They had several scenes with amateurs in
them, and several of them were from people, like me, that enjoyed tying
themselves up. I watched the videos of what they had done with great
interest, and make up my mind I would try to REALLY tie myself the next
time I got a good chance.
I had woken up early this morning, excited at the prospect of being tied
for a long time, in much stricter bondage than I had ever used before.
I quickly made some coffee, and got out my box from the closet. The
box had my rope, tape, and vibrators in it. I had added a few purchases
this week though. I already had a nine-inch vibrating dildo that I had
gotten a year ago - this was the one I had used on myself in the past. It
had two new partners now. One was a seven-inch long, really smooth dildo,
and the other was a quite thick, twelve-inch long dildo. I put new alkaline
batteries in all the dildoes' battery packs, turning each one on to test it.
I took off my nightgown, got out my escape knife, and took it to the kitchen,
passingthrough my dining room and living room to do so. This way, my knife was
three rooms away from me.
Returning to my bedroom, I put my box of ropes on the edge of the foot
of the bed, and began taking out coils of rope. I had quite bit more rope
now - I had bought LOTS more of the nylon rope, and had bought several
packages of cotton clothesline to add to that. I had cut the rope up into
varying lengths to use with the plan I had worked out for myself. I had
never tied my breasts before, so I decided to start with that. I passed
a length of the nylon rope around me and pulled it up over my tiny breasts until
it was an inch above my tits. I then pulled it taut, wrapping the rest
of the piece of rope around my until I had a band of rope snugly around
me, filling in the area from the top of my breasts to the bottom of my
armpits. The band of rope felt good - it was hugging my nicely, and my little
breasts were pushed both up and out by the pressure of the ropes. I put
a similar band of rope around me from just below my small breasts to about
halfway down to my belly button. I looked in the mirror, and smiled at the
sight of my two cute breasts sticking out from between the wide bands of white
rope. Although my breasts hurt some from the tight ropes, they looked fantastic in
the mirror - I now had a real set of firm jutting titties.
I had seen pictures of women tied like this in the magazines, and found
that I now knew why - my nipples were jpoking out like twin towers. I
had never seen, or felt, my nipples so aroused.
I stood up and used a fairly long piece of rope to tie my waist snugly with
about ten loops of rope cinching in my waist. I then tied one free end of
another ten-foot piece of cotton rope to the middle of the waist ropes behind
her. I let it dangle down between my legs and got the new tube of Astroglide
out of the box. I put a generous amount of it on my finger, and
bending over, lubricated my butt hole by sticking the finger all the way up in
it. I repeated this three times until it felt like my ass was full
of the stuff. I put a thick coat of the jelly on the seven-inch and nine-
inch dildoes. I took the seven-inch dildo and slowly worked it into my ass.
It felt huge at first - I had never had anything up my ass before - but
finally the whole length was in. I could feel the head of it pressing up
against the back of my vagina. Holding it in my ass with my left hand, I
inserted the whole length of the nine-inch dildo in my vagina. Pressing them
both in with the fingers of one hand, I used the other hand to pull the rope
in between my legs, making sure it passed over the base of both of the
dildoes, then poking it up and through the middle of my waist ropes in front.
I pulled it taut, then passed it in between my legs, cinching to the waist
ropes, ten times. The dildoes were now TIED in my with enough tight rope
so that there was no way they could work out of my filled vagina and
penetrated ass.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and went to work on my legs next.
I found it was harder to bend over to tie my ankles when both of my
holes are full, but I got a good eight-inch band of rope tight around my
ankles. I used the last couple of feet of the rope to make cinch loops in
between my ankles. This made the ropes quite tight - I liked the feel of
tightness. Before I started to tie the rest of my legs, I tied a short
piece of the cotton rope to the back of the cinch loops on my ankle ropes.
I let the free end of this lay out to the side on the floor. I then tied
wide bands of rope above and below my knees, pulling cinch loops through
to tighten them like I done on my ankles. I looped the free end of a
real long piece of rope around my thighs, pulling tightly enough to sink the
rope in my thighs a little. Before I finished tying my thighs, I put the
big dildo in between my thighs, taking care that the head of the dildo was
pushing into my clitoris. Since the dildo was going to be tied there by my
thigh ropes, I made sure it would stay put. The rest of the rope was then
wrapped tightly around my thighs, locking the dildo into place. my legs had
never been so tightly tied before - I found I couldn't even wiggle them
back and forth. I almost came to the point of orgasm then - and I
hadn't even turned on the vibrators in the dildoes yet!
I thought I had better take care of my gag next, since that couldn't be
done once I had tied my hands. I folded up a pair of panties so it made a
wad about two inches thick and two inches wide. This I then put in the
middle of a scarf which was then folded over the wad several times to trap
the wad in the middle of the scarf. I knotted the scarf on both sides of
the wad so it would be impossible to move out of my mouth. I opened
my mouth wide and stuffed the wad all the way into my mouth. It really
packed my mouth completely so I had to shove it in hard to get the whole
wad in. Satisfied that my mouth was now quite thoroughly stuffed, I
passed the free ends of the scarf around the back of my head, pulled them
as tight as I could, and then knotted it with two really tight knots. I
decided to test my gag and yelled as loudly as I could, getting a
thoroughly muffled "Mmmppfff" as the only sound that came out through my
tightly packed mouth. I loved the really helpless feeling that being well
gagged gave me - I had always used tape before, but found that it was
too easy to get off my mouth if I used my tongue to wet it. And if I
pulled the tape all the way round my head to prevent that, then I had to
contend with the sticky mess getting it out of my hair. This gag really
gagged me and was quite impossible to get out without my hands free. My
next move was to turn on the dildoes. I turned on all three of them,
putting them at medium speed, then shoved the battery packs underneath
my thigh ropes so they would be totally out of reach.
Moving quickly now - the dildoes were almost putting me over the edge - I
got out two last pieces of cotton rope, both about twelve feet long. I tied
a slip loop in the free end of both pieces,making one of the loops larger than
the other. I made sure I could reach both of the ropes from in back of
me by putting one just in back of my left hip, with the other one in back of
my right hip. I put my arms in back of me and slipped the large loop up
my arms until it was just above my elbows. I then pulled the slack out of
the slip loop until my elbows were touching together. I then
wrapped most of the rest of the rope around my arms above my elbows until
there was about three feet of the rope left. I tossed the free end up and
over my elbow loops, then repeated this twice more so that I now had
three cinch loops over the elbow ropes. I pulled the free end and yanked
it tightly. I tossed it over one more time, letting that loop hang loose
enough that I was able to pass the free end through it. This I then
yanked tighter. The cotton rope took care of cinching that loop tight. I
then made two discoveries - the first was that my bound elbows made my
breasts jut out even more, making my breast ropes quite a bit tighter. My
second discovery was that there was no way I could reach the slip knot
I had made - my elbows were now quite helplessly tied. I knew that if
I tied my wrists now, there would be no escape until I got to the kitchen
and the knife.
I had waited too long for this to stop now, so I pulled the slip loop from
the last piece of rope over my wrists, then pulled the slip loop tight. I
quickly used my fingers to loop the rest of the rope around my wrists. I
had found that if I made a loop over the top of one wrist, then under the
other wrist - making kind of an "X" of ropes in between my wrists - that I
could tie my wrists together quite nicely. Once I got to about two feet of
rope left, I passed the free end in between my wrists, then over the ropes.
I repeated this five times, pulling out all of the slack each time. I
made another loop over my wrist ropes, leaving slack so I could pull the
free end through. This was then yanked tight, locking the cotton rope into an
non-slipping cinch loop. I repeated this twice more, knowing that my
wrists were now tied, cinched, and quite impossible to get loose without a
knife. I knew that I was now quite thoroughly tied up, with no way out
other than cutting myself loose. I hesitated a moment, then thought
"What the hell - this is what I have been wanting and dreaming about - go
ahead and finish it!"
I turned sideways on the edge of the bed and lowered myself carefully so
that my legs were now bent beneath me. I fumbled for the free end of
the rope I had tied to my ankle ropes earlier. I found it and passed it
over my wrist ropes then back down to my ankles. I passed it
underneath the ankle cinch loops then knotted it tight at my ankles. I let
myself lean against the end of bed and slowly slid down the rest of the way
to the floor. I laid there on my side for a moment, feeling the beginnings
of a truly awesome orgasm shoot through me. I had the wild impulse to
roll over so my now throbbing tits would be mashed into the rug. With great
effort I did so, feeling the rough carpet bite into my bound breasts. I
spasmed, screaming into my gag as two back to back, earth shattering
orgasms swept through my body. I was panting and sweating now, but
was glad to be gagged as I was sure my screams of pure pleasure would
have roused the whole apartment building!
I squirmed against my ropes, finding that I had done a really masterful
job on myself. I could not get any slack in my arms at all, thanks to the
tight hog tie I had put myself in. I also found that I could not reach
the knot at my ankles to undo my hog tie. I tried moving my body across
the carpet and found that with great effort, I could move about two inches
at a time - I also felt my breasts being rubbed by the rough carpet. After
ten minutes, I was really sweating, but had almost made it to the bedroom
door. I decided to rest my aching body, and since the vibrators were still
buzzing merrily away, had yet another mind-bending orgasm. I considered
my predicament - I was still two whole rooms away from my knife,
I was quite helplessly bound, gagged, and hog-tied, and every time I
moved I just simply excited my body more as my naked nipples ground
against the carpet - every time I rested, the vibrators took over and
BOOM! off I went again.
"I have been at this for two hours now" thought I as my mind came
back to the present, "and my body aches like crazy, my breasts feel like raw
meat, I have had nine orgasms, and I still have to get through the living
room." I kept working at it, and a half hour, and two more orgasms later,
finally made it to the kitchen. I cut my hog tie rope and had to rest for
five minutes before I had worked up the strength to cut my wrist ropes.
I really had to work to cut the elbow ropes, but finally set myself
free. I turned off the vibrators, and untied the rest of my ropes,leaving a
huge pile of rope in the middle of the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, I was sitting in a hot bath, feeling completely wiped
out as the hot water soothed my aching muscles. I thought about the
experience I had put myself through and said "Well, it'll be a while before
I do THAT to myself again - I may even wait until tomorrow!!!!"
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Posted on : Mar 28, 2013
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