Recently I bagged myself unconscious with my friend to unbag me after 5 minutes. But I wanted more. I wanted to be able to do it by myself all alone. I also wanted to stay unconscious and bagged for longer than 2 minutes. I needed to come up with a system to allow me to bag myself unconscious while totally helpless and have the bag pulled off my head afterwards. I spent a day coming up with a way to accomplish my goal and by that evening I had it. I could use a small winch made for an ATV or something similar to pull the bag off my head. All I needed to do was figure out a way to turn it on after a set amount of time. 

I went to Home Depot and found the timer switchs. The kind you plug into the wall and set for lights etc. to come on at certain times of the day. So I bought the switch and went home to install everything. I bolted the winch to some studs in the wall and wired it to the timer switch that was plugged into the wall. I would set the timer for a certain time, once the time came it would allow power to travel to the winch and engage. I used a cord and duct tape to attach a clear 2 gallon freezer bag to the winch cable. 

 It took a few minutes for me to get everything set up, but doing this method is actually really easy. If anyone has any questions on what I have explained so far, feel free to ask. With everything set up and plugged in its time to move on.Everything I needed was layed out into the blanket on the garage floor. As the time got closer I got more and more aroused and fought to keep myself from blowing my load. I didnt want to ejaculate before getting started because then I might have backed out. So I got in my wifes sock drawer and pulled out a black nylon knee-sock. I pulled the top elastic band down to the toe end to shorten it up and make it thicker. The pressure of the nylon as it slid down over my rock hard cock felt amazing. But just the sock wasn't going to keep me from cumming my pants. I grabbed 4 zip-ties out of the drawer and started at the base of my testicles. I pulled it extra right for insurance. It was painful but felt good at the same time. I put 2 more zip-ties around my shaft and the last one just below the tip. I have them all an extra tug to tighten them up good and went back to the garage.

It was time to start binding myself and I was only becoming increasingly excited. I always wear hosiery during breathplay and i even had something special to wear. When my ex-wife and I seperated, I managed to take a pair of her nylon trouser socks from her dresser. She used to wear these socks all the time and her feet looked great in them. I pulled her socks up onto my feet and pulled them up to my knees. I stopped for a second and rubbed my feet together. I was enjoying having her hosiery on my feet and they felt amazing. I had never been turned on so much before and I would have definitely ejaculated pre-maturely. But the sock and the zip-ties didn't let so much as a single drop of cum escape.

But it was now time to start the real fun. I went ahead and set the timer for the timer for 15 minutes. I wanted to make sure I had plenty of time to bind myself and get the packing tape completely wrapped around the bottom of my face. I wanted to ensure I would not be able to work the raqcuetball out of my mouth. I estimated it would take me 8-10 minutes to apply my bindings and my gag. I estimated that would leave around 5 minutes left on the timer when I bagged up my head. After the 5 minutes were up the bag would be pulled off and I would have air once again. I double checked the timer to ensure it was set for 15 minutes and then tossed it off to the side and out of my way. I immediately began tightening the straps and I was able to get them so tight that my legs were practically welded together from my feet all the way up to my thighs. I put a belt around my waist and turned over onto my stomach. I ran another strap through my ankles and then ran the strap underneath my waist belt and back through the buckle. I pulled on the end of the belt and tighten it down to bring my feet behind my back. I pulled on the belt with all my strength until every bit of the slack was gone and buckled it down. The bottoms of my feet were almost being pressed into my lower back and I was very affectively hogtied.

It was now very difficult to manuever around on the floor and standing on my feet was completely impossible. I wrapped tape around the belt buckle to keep myself from un-doing my hogtie early should I try and back out and seek help. I forced the blue raquetball passed my front teeth and all the way into my mouth. I grabbed the packing tape, placed the end over my mouth and began to wrap it as tight as I could around my head and over my mouth. After 2 dozen or so loops I was satisfied and cut the roll away. With everything else in place I reached for the plastic bag and the leather collar laying next to me. . I kind of got scared at this point and hesitated for a second to think about what I was about to do. I was still so aroused that I didnt care and I continued. I pulled the plastic bag down over my head and placed the collar loosely around my neck. I ensured the bag was perfectly placed under the collar and around my neck. I gave the bag one last hard tug down and pulled the collar tight to seal it all up. I checked to ensure the bag was completely sealed up and then reached for the handcuffs.

I closed the first cuff down around my right wrist and brought my hands behind my back. I placed my left wrist into the second cuff and didnt give myself the chance to turn back. I reached up with right hand and pressed the metal tight around my left wrist. My hands were locked tightly behind my back and there was no going back. For the first time ever I was completely helpless to do anything about the bag sealed over my head as I continued to use up all my oxygen. I reached up with my cuffed hands and grabbed onto my feet, feeling the hosiery that I was wearing. It wasnt long before I could tell my air was starting to getthinner and could feel the discomfort in my chest growing. I wanted to see how much time I still had before my fresh air would come so I rolled to my side to look at the timer and I could not believe what I was seeing. The timer still read 9 minutes before it was going to engage the winch. I had made a huge mistake and bagged myself way to early. I severely underestimated the amount of time i thought it would take to do my bindings and my gag. I was so excited to get my head bagged up, I bound and gagged myself way too fast. Instead of 10 minutes it took 6 and it would be 9 minutes before I was unbagged.

I began to struggle and pull against my bindings and the handcuffs. But of course it did no good as I had secured myself so that I would not be able to escape. I tried dragging me head against the floor hoping I could get the bag off my head. But it did absolutely no good and my head remained completely sealed up. I was desperate for help and I began to heavily sob into my gag. Without help from someone else, there was nothing I could do. Then I heard people talking outside on the other side of my garage. It was the woman that lived next door and her gorgeous 18 year old daughter. I could hear them as they walked down their driveway and toward the car. They were my only hope at getting rescued and I began to try and scream for help. I tried as hard as I could to yell through my gag but all I could produce was a gargling sound as drool began to shoot out from behind the packing tape wrapped tightly over my mouth. 

All hope faded when I heard both car doors close and the engine start. They backed out of the driveway and away from me. I reached back up for my feet and grabbed onto them, grasping them tightly. I knew I was going to black-out any time and the pain in my chest was unbearable. All I thought about was the girl next door and imagined it was her that was laying here on my garage floor suffocating. I finally feel unconscious and woke up 8 minutes later when the timer went off and engaged the winch.

 I wiggled around on the garage floor for forever before I finally located the key. I quickly uncuffed myself and unbuckled the strap holding my feet down behind my back. I cut the packing tape away from my face and spit the raquetball from my mouth. I collapsed down onto the blanket and layed on the garage floor for the next half hour. Then I remembered the camera that had recorded everything. I grabbed the camera up and started watching. After watching the video. I went unconscious with 8 minutes left on the timer. I blacked out and my head just dropped face down onto the floor. For 8 minutes in the video I am laying completely motionless with my bagged head resting face down on the garage floor. From the time I went unconscious until the time I woke up, my chest would convulse and try to draw in air. I also blacked out still holding onto feet and I didnt let go until after regaining consciousness.