Selfbondage opportunity (Self/M)

[wannabetiedup]

It is not often I get to tie myself up, but for one night last summer, my wife and daughter had headed away for the evening and wouldn't return until the next day. I jumped on this chance to do a bit of self tying, though not being hugely experienced in the more advance self-bondage techniques, I didn't quite challenge myself as much as I could have.

I had recently purchased several small padlocks usually used for locking suitcase zippers. Each one was coloured, and each had it's own key. I was dressed only in my boxers when I decided to begin.

First up was to get my ball gag on tightly, and lock that in place. I then continued by attaching leather-style cuffs to my ankles and wrists, and using a lock on each of them to ensure I wouldn't be able to undo the strap. At the moment they were all separated but this was to change. Using another lock, I linked the ankle cuffs together through the D-rings, instantly restricting my leg movement to a small shuffle. I used a leather belt to strap my thighs together tightly (no lock though) and then finally, using a length of chain going through the d-rings of my wrist cuffs, I locked my wrists together behind my back.

That feeling when the lock finally clicked in, and I was stuck, was the dopamine hit I was looking for! The keys to all locks were downstairs in my house, and I would need to traverse my bedroom, navigate the stairs and go into the living room to get the key to my wrists. The remaining keys for ankles and gag were in my bedroom at the starting point, but out of reach of my bound hands.

After some 15 to 20 minutes enjoying my bonds and especially my gag as it quickly became a drool generating machine, I decided I would try to get downstairs. I slowly shuffled through the bedroom, careful not to topple due to the significant hobbling effect of the ankle cuffs, but eventually made it to the top of the stairs.

It's funny how you don't think twice about stepping on when unbound, but when I got there and was standing at the top, it was like looking off the side of a skyscraper! I realised I needed to go down on my bum to get down the stairs safely but the belt tied around my thighs were severely restricting this motion. I briefly panicked thinking I had f*cked up and was in a lot of trouble. The belt wasn't budging as I tried to get it off me. I had purposely put the buckle to the front of my legs so it would be out of reach to undo it, but at the same time I was thankful I didn't apply a lock to it too!

I shuffled all the way back to my bedroom from the top of the stairs and flopped onto my bed in the hope that the change of orientation would give me a better chance to shake it off. Thankfully, it did, and it finally started making its way down my legs. As it dropped to the floor, relief washed over me, but I still needed to navigate the stairs and wasn't 100% confident even without that belt around my thighs.

So I started the slow shuffle back to the top of the stairs, and with the grace and elegance of a newly born giraffe managed to somehow get myself into a position to slide down the stairs slowly on my backside. A slow shuffle to the living room had me reunited with the keys to my wrist lock.

It was about an hour since I had started at this point, and although I love to be tied for much longer periods, I decided to get free and relieve some of the frustration that had built up. I had little problem unlocking the lock on my wrists, but also had to hop back up the stairs for the rest of the keys!

It was a nice bit of fun anyway!

[MaxRoper]

Well-told little tale with the mandatory moment or two of concern, followed by some enjoyment. All-in-all a delightful S/B experience.

Thanks for posting!

[wannabetiedup]

Well-told little tale with the mandatory moment or two of concern, followed by some enjoyment. All-in-all a delightful S/B experience.

Thanks for posting!

Thanks Max, and appreciate the kind words. What's a self bondage story without a little jeopardy!

[alexsmith]

Good story, I also love that feeling and adrenaline rush of the last step when you know you cannot escape, you cannot remove the blindfold or headphones or anything and are powerless/helpless.

[wannabetiedup]

Good story, I also love that feeling and adrenaline rush of the last step when you know you cannot escape, you cannot remove the blindfold or headphones or anything and are powerless/helpless.

I think that is one of the highs I'm seeking when I do this.