01 - Selfbondage Gone Wrong
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By Sideways
Thursday June 3rd 1999 04:06:50
First of all I'm not a writer, so this could get ugly. I'm a straight twentysomething male living in salt lake city. I'd describe myself as a switch, I definitely have both a sub and dom side... although I've not had much in the way real world experience... anyway...
My sis is out of town a few weekends ago and says I can crash at her place for the weekend... It's Saturday afternoon, I'm taking the most excellent power nap in the universe... wake up feeling kind of kinky... wishing I had a girlfriend about now.. half asleep warm.. dig in to the bed side cabinet and pull out 2 pairs of police issue handcuffs which are stored there.. lock my ankles together... lock one wrist.. lie there playing with myself... being careful not to think.. I roll over onto my stomach.. arch my back and position the free cuff to receive my wrist after passing it between my ankle cuffs...
I wait there for a moment feeling the strain.. I've left a key on the bed next to me at about waist level. I think for a moment can I get out of this? before chasing the thought I say to myself out loud... don't think.. and with that I simply snap the cuff closed over my last free wrist... I'm instantly uncomfortable.. The hog tie is too strict (i'm 6'1" 180 lbs) Quite thrilling at first.. more thrilling as I try to actually move.. It is SO restrictive!! I've never been in a hog tie before.
I thrash around for what must have been at least 30minutes. I cant ever seem to position myself in a spot where I get to or even look at the key.. my thumbs start to go numb.. I'm worried at this point. I finally get a look at the key.. and decide that my best chance of getting it from my current position is too allow my self to slide off the bed and try to grab it with my mouth as I go past... I know that if I fail I'll not be able to get back up on the bed to get it.. the other key totally inaccessible in a drawer.
I try it and fail. SHIT!!! It almost worked... my mouth passed right over the key on the way down but my back was arched so much that I couldn't lower my head to bed to get it... the strain on my wrists is enormous. My hands are almost totally numb at this point.. I lie there on the floor soaked with sweat and swearing loudly.. finally I calm down a bit and think for the first time that afternoon.. can I get to the key on the bed.. no. is there anything I can get at that I can use to sweep the key off the bed... no. can I get the key from the drawer? no..
I must admit to myself at this point that I CANNOT get out of this situation by myself. So I yell for the neighbor girl.. what else could I do? I now remember that she was planning to go camping this weekend... another neighbor (a totally beautiful girl I've been wanting to meet for a month) I recall was driving out as I was driving in... hmm... I beat my head on the floor in frustration I resign my self to wait until I hear someone drive in then call out for them... Luckily I left the door to the outside (back door) open and just latched the screen door before my adventure began..
At this point i'm supposed to tell you all that the beautiful neighbor girl drove up, heard my pathetic calls for help and entered the apartment, released my ankles, teased me for 3 hrs. sat on [edit] for an hour and eventually gave me the best bl[edit] of my life... right? I nice fantasy.. but not the way it worked out...
It turns out the Asian guy who can't speak much English was sleeping in the apt. down stairs and heard me beating my head on the floor. He came outside see what was up. I heard him open his door and started yelling for some help.. he had to kick in the screen to get in. He looked pretty superized and confused a the scene... I'm glad I was wearing a t-shirt and some boxers. I directed him the key on the bed and he kindly unlocked my wrists.
I was too exhausted to be embarrassed at this point.. my back hurt, my hands were totally numb, there was an angry cut complemented by a big purple bruise on the inside of both wrists.... (I generally DONT bruise) He realized that this was not a life threatening situation.. I'm glad he doesn't speak much English as I didn't have to come up with detailed excuse.. I mumbled something about a non-existant girlfriend he took it at face value and left...
I promptly assumed a fetal position on the bed and didn't move for an hour. It's a week later and still don't have all the feeling back on the backside of my thumbs. This was the first time that I've not been able to escape from self inflicted bondage... I found it quite entertaining... but don't plan to do it again. comments welcome. [Now a year later, I'm happy to say that my hands are fine. I've got a girlfriend at this point who is not very interested in bondage.. which is ok. I'm not going to try to force her into my fantasies.]
Sideways
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