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A few days back I decided to try out some new self bondage positions. To my pleasant surprise, my bf decided to take advantage of my position and try something new out on me.
Bondage 1: As Much Gear as Possible Challenge
My first position was inspired by a challenge given to me by @YourCaptor75 He challenged me to restrain myself using as many of my restraints as possible, while wearing briefs or a singlet. I chose briefs, and gathered my gear.
To maximize the amount of cuffs on me at once, I decided to tie myself in a sort of frogtie. I first tied a rope chest harness on myself (1) with added loops above my shoulders to use as attachment points later. I locked ankle cuffs on both ankles (2, 3) then tied rope from each ankle cuffs to my thighs (4, 5) forcing my legs to bend so I couldn't stretch them or stand up. I tied the excess rope from my ankle cuffs up to each shoulder loop, and pulled tight so I was forced to either bend uncomfortably forward, or lay on my back with my feet in the air and my ass and bulge displayed.
Next I decided to double up on gags. I put in a ball gag (6) and then used a head harness muzzle over it (7). This was completely new - usually I use a sock or bandana as the mouth stuffing under my muzzle, and I've been avoiding the ball gag because it's too easy to spit out. The combo ball gag and muzzle was actually INCREDIBLE. I couldn't fully push the ball out, but I could breathe easier than when I use the soft stuffing gags. I did make a LOT of saliva, and I could speak a bit, but I was quiet and hard to understand. I will definitely be using this gag setup again.
Now gagged, I rigged up my arms so I was properly bound. I locked wrists cuffs on both wrists (8, 9), then added a fist mitt onto my left hand (10). With my right hand I locked another set of cuffs to each of my forearms (11, 12).
To finally trap me, I locked my left wrist/mitted hand to my forearm cuff, forcing my arm into a chicken-wing position. Then I finagled a padlock in my right hand, connected my right wrist to my right arm cuff so that arm was bent too, and locked the cuff to a ring on the back of the collar part of my head harness.
I was now trapped. My legs and arms were forcibly bent in on themselves. My wrists were locked to the back of my head. I was gagged, visibly hard through my briefs, and immediately pretty uncomfortable.
I'm not a good artist, but here's my attempt to sketch the position. *Note, in real life my wrists were fully behind my head, and both locked to rings in the back of the collar.*
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I quickly realized I couldn't get myself out. I started to flail, rocking forward into the uncomfortable forced bend, then onto my back. I freaked out for a minute, before calming myself down.
I almost communicated my signal to my bf who was on the couch nearby to let him know I was trapped. Doing so wouldn't have ensured he actually freed me any time soon, but it would warn him that I was helpless and would need his help in an emergency.
I decided against it, as to not bother him, because I figured out how to get free. I could scoot by rocking back and forth. With much time and effort I got the few feet over to the table my keys were on. I knocked my keys to the floor with my foot, then rocked backwards so I looked like a flipped over turtle and was able to reach the keys. It was hard to unlock the lock with only my right hand free but eventually I managed to do it.
My night of bondage was far from over, and it wouldn't be long before my bf joined in. I'll post more about that night soon!
Last edited by CaptiveDan1 month ago, edited 2 times in total.
Atta boy. You went above and beyond with this challenge. Proud of you, and happy that you seemed to have a wonderful night. (I'm sure the bf did too lol)
YourCaptor75 wrote: 1 month ago
Atta boy. You went above and beyond with this challenge. Proud of you, and happy that you seemed to have a wonderful night. (I'm sure the bf did too lol)
Thanks, I liked your idea for the challenge!
Next part of this true tale is my attempt at a self bondage idea someone else on this forum suggested
Bondage 2: Freedom at the End of a Long String
Next I decided to try out a position described by @Kishi in this thread viewtopic.php?p=213573#p213573 of self-bondage ideas.
For my version, I tied a rope with many loops in it from the top hinge of my open bedroom door. The loops could be easily untied UNLESS there was a lock running through them, in which case the only way to untie the loop and release the lock was to untie the knot at the end of the rope at the top hinge.
To make sure I wouldn't be able to reach that knot and free myself early, I frogtied my ankles again, so I could only kneel or squat, but not stand.
I kept my briefs on, but didn't put my gag back in, as to give myself a break. I locked cuffs on my wrist and a fist mitt on my left hand like before. I put clothespins on my nipples, then prepped my release mechanism.
I tied a key to the end of a very long, thin, sowing thread that ran to the other side of my apartment. Once I locked my cuffs to the rope loop, my only way out would be to use a single hand to pull the key towards me.
I locked my hands up and behind me to the highest rope loop I could reach.
My only way out was the key.
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The key was quite difficult to get.
With only one hand it took me a LONG time to finally get a rhythm where I twisted the string around my hand to reel it in. It took even longer to actually do it.
Unfortunately, the torture of the position set in quickly.
Kneeling hurt my knees, while squatting quickly hurt my leg and thigh muscles. Both positions hurt my arms in different ways. The nipple clamps got more and more painful, especially the one on my left nipple, which I’d clipped on too small a surface area.
The key on a string idea was incredible, because I was able to tie myself up in a way that I could get myself out - and thus was willing to put myself in a particularly torturous position, but I wasn't able to immediately free myself, so I still was forced to suffer longer than I would have chosen to until I actually managed to get free.
Tired, hurting, and very turned on, I decided to put myself in one last position. One that I wouldn't be able to escape until my boyfriend freed me.
Bondage 3: My BF tries something new.
I have rigged up my bed with restraints that are easy to lock myself in and completely inescapable without help. My bf and I have used these many times, and so I knew good and well that once I strapped myself down I'd be stuck on the bed until he let me go.
It was about 10:30, my guess is he'd be in sometime between 11 and Midnight. So I’d have an hour or so tied up before we turned in for the night.
I took my briefs off, then spread myself out on the bed. I pulled the ankle straps out from under the bed, where they were tied to the bottom legs of the bed. I strapped my ankles in Velcro cuffs, then clipped the carabiner to the furthest down rope loop I could without hurting myself. This ensured my legs were stretched as far apart as possible without hurting, and made it so I couldn't close my legs to protect my cock or ass.
Then I did something different. Rather than lie there naked, I decided to drape my briefs over my hard dick. My reasoning was that by having something over my cock, I'd at least get some amount of stimulation while I laid there, though it would by no means be enough for me to bring myself over the edge.
I stretched my arms up over my head and out to the locked metal chain loop I kept attached to the posts of the headboard. I re-mitted my left hand, and locked the combined cuff and mitt to the headboard chain to my left. Then I finagled the padlock I’d kept open on my right wrist cuff so it looped through the headboard chain to my right.
The keys were on the bedside table just out of reach. My phone was beside my right hand.
Deep breath. Was I ready? I’d be stuck until my bf released me. I focused on my limbs - my circulation was fine. I stretched and wiggled - I had enough give to be able to avoid a cramp, but was still quite securely stretched out. I was ready.
I locked the padlock.
I laid there for quite a while. Naked and spread-eagle, with only a loosely draped pair of briefs to cover my hard dick.
For a bit I twisted my head so I could look at my phone. My right hand was locked far up and away, and it took effort, but I was able to scroll while tied up. Without my glasses it was hard to see details, but I scrolled the set of websites I go to when I want to see pics of guys tied up. The scenes of men tied up and my own current bondage predicament kept me hard. I thrust my hips every once and a while to rub my dick against my loosely draped briefs, which kept me hard without being enough to actually get me close.
Eventually my neck and head got too sore, so I tossed my phone gently away from my hand so I couldn’t look at it anymore. I relaxed, and settled into my bondage.
I tested the bonds, though I already knew the result. I resigned myself to my bondage, letting my mind race with fantasies and memories inspired by my current position.
An hour and a half later, my boyfriend walked into the room.
It was a 50-50 shot whether he would immediately let me go or if he would have some fun with me. When I tie myself up, sometimes he takes advantage of me, other times he doesn't. I obviously prefer the times he uses my bound body, but I understand that sometimes he's not in the mood, and also the uncertainty of not knowing if he'll get involved or not adds to the anticipation.
He stood beside me, and gently ran his hand across my skin. Starting with my right foot, tracing the length of my leg, passing my inner thigh, and stopping for a brief second to pick up my briefs that cover my cock. He threw my underwear over my face, then returned his hand to tickle my balls and give my dick a single gentle squeeze.
Then I heard him stand up and walk into the bathroom.
Hoping to draw his wrath, I shook my briefs off of my face.
When he finished brushing his teeth and getting ready for bed, he returned to our bedroom to find his naked boyfriend was still locked in place, had tossed aside his blindfold, and had his dick twitching with anticipation.
I was so happy when he decided to take advantage of this situation. And pleasantly surprised when he tried something new.
With one hand, my bf shoved my briefs over my face. They covered my mouth, nose, and eyes, though my bf positioned his hand so it particularly focused my mouth.
The briefs and his hand gagged me, I immediately started trying to shout, but the fabric and his grip muffled me. I’d never been gagged with my own briefs before, and immediately discovered I quite enjoyed it. He'd handgagged me many times, but the addition of my underwear added a breath play element I soon discovered.
The fabric covered my nose. I could still breathe, but my airway was definitely restricted. After about thirty seconds my body started to freak out, interpreting myself as running out of air, when in reality I was able to get enough. I likened the feeling to being "psychologically dry-boarded” , my brain interpreting the situation as me suffocating, while in actuality I could breathe through my briefs.
It also was humiliating, which was an added bonus.
My bf’s other hand got to work. I am incredibly, horribly ticklish. I can take pain quite well, but gentle touches are some of the most brutal torture for me personally. I only like tickling when I'm tied up, precisely because I despise it so much, and being tickled shows me just how helpless and defenseless I am. It's the quickest way to make me regret getting tied up, and desperately want to be freed.
And of course, the fun part is I'm not freed. I have no choice but to suffer.
I thrashed on the bed, screaming into my underwear gag. He knows all my worst spots: armpits, feet, legs, balls, belly button.
Occasionally, to reach my feet, he'd take the briefs off my face. I'd have barely a second to catch my breath before I'd be thrown into a fit of laughter.
Every few minutes he'd turn his attention to my cock, now dripping with pre-cum. He'd trace the length of my shaft with his finger, and sometimes wrap his hand around it, but never for more than a second. I wasn't going to cum anytime soon.
After over half an hour of tickling and underwear-induced breath control, my bf decided to do the thing that makes me freak out the most. The single most adrenaline-inducing thing he does.
He touched my neck.
I immediately freak out, thrashing as much as my spreadeagle limbs will let me. I beg him to stop. I try to bend my head down so he can't reach my neck, but he uses his thumb to lift my chin against my will and touch my greatest weakness.
Nothing elicits a better “I need out” response than touching my neck.
Of course, the fun of being tied up is I can't get out. I have to endure the rush and terror of him having full open control over my helpless body.
Eventually, once it was clear nothing would stop him from touching my neck, I started to calm myself down and accept his touch. Just as soon as I'd relaxed, my briefs were back smothering me, and his other hand began the tickling again.
Rinse and Repeat, until I was a sweaty mess, begging him for mercy.
Eventually we both had to sleep, so my bf sat on my chest and presented his cock to my lips. I sucked him off as best I could from this tricky angle, and when he was ready he pulled out, jacked himself off, and came on my face.
Then he slowly jacked myself off, stopping every few strokes to keep me on the edge. My entire ass was off the bed as I pushed my hips upward, my cock desperate for that last little bit of pleasure that would let me orgasm.
Finally he let me cum, and I shot my load up to my chest.
It was a wonderful night of self and partner bondage, and I'm looking forward and getting ideas for the next time I tie myself up. If you have any ideas for positions/challenges I should try lmk, and if I test them or if I tie myself and my bf surprises me with something new again I'll do another write up of how it went!
Idk why I never received a notification for your ping
It’s so so cool to see you incorporating my idea into your experience!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it, super impressed you were up to take on such a tough position!
And Part 3 was really cute and sweet
I’ll definitely keep you in mind if any harder challenges strike me, especially now that I know what you’re capable of ;P
Gag slut. Pec whore. Relentless glutton for punishment.
Kishi wrote: 1 month ago
Idk why I never received a notification for your ping
It’s so so cool to see you incorporating my idea into your experience!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it, super impressed you were up to take on such a tough position!
And Part 3 was really cute and sweet
I’ll definitely keep you in mind if any harder challenges strike me, especially now that I know what you’re capable of ;P
It was so fun! Definitely let me know if you have any other ideas. I'm a bit of a wimp when it comes to stress positions but I definitely enjoy giving them an honest try
YourCaptor75 wrote: 1 month ago
I completely missed this chapter initially. Get yer boyfriend a beer for that lol
He was incredible! We had another instance recently where I tied myself up and he ended up joining in and playing with me, I gotta write that up at some point when I get a chance