Duct Tape Adventure (F/Self)

[Crazine]

Maybe a year ago, I got my hands on a roll of duct tape, and put it to good use during many of my sessions. One particular session ended up being a lot more than I anticipated.

(I know my stories so far have all involved almost getting stuck, but this actually very rarely happens... These are just the most interesting!)

Normally at this time in my life I would use old clothes for bondage, but I wanted to try tying myself up with other things, so I used a length of ribbon instead to bind my legs. I did my ankles and knees; it was nothing crazy but it was secure.

Before focusing on my arms, I attempted to gag myself. Normally I would put a few strips of tape over my mouth and just pretend I couldn't get it off, but this time I tried my best to make it unremovable. With my long hair there is absolutely no way I'm doing a wrap gag, so I ended up just putting a LOT of tape on, in the hope that it would be more secure. It seemed firm enough.

Then, after leaving a knife nearby as an emergency escape, I went to my hands. I attempted to tie my wrists with the ribbon too, but for whatever reason, I couldn't finesse it. It kept slipping out of my hands or falling out of reach or just being too loose, and after many minutes of frustration, I turned to the roll of tape.

I put my wrists together in parallel and attempted to wrap the tape around. Honestly, for all my experience, I'm really bad at binding my own hands, and I had a hard time looping the tape around enough times and tightly enough to properly secure myself. I would think I had got something and then effortlessly pull my wrists out. Eventually, though, I had the idea to put my wrists in a cross shape, and wrap the tape around both horizontally and vertically.

This worked extremely well. With my hands at a right angle from each other, I had a much broader reach, and could pull the roll of tape around whichever way I wanted. I would do it a few times horizontally, then a few times vertically, and so on, and each time I did it, my wrists felt more and more secure. It was very satisfying after failing to tie myself with other methods. Eventually, I felt I had done enough, and somehow I managed to rip the roll of tape off and complete my bondage.

Eagerly I pulled against my new bindings. They held firm, and overjoyed, I spent some time fighting my simple predicament, rolling around on the floor in my bedroom. But eventually I grew concerned.

Self-bondage is a strange hobby. When you finish tying yourself up, you test your work to see if you can escape. Sometimes you slip out quickly and are left disappointed. Sometimes you meet some resistance, but are eventually assured that you can escape if need be, and enjoy your work all the same. Sometimes you do so good a job that you don't know if you'll get stuck, and only after a short, genuine struggle do you free yourself. But sometimes, well...

Sometimes no matter what you do your restraints do not yield even a tiny bit. You push, harder and harder, hoping simultaneously that you'll escape and that you won't. You're scared to try too hard because if you do get out it'll ruin the session, but eventually, you're straining with the entire force of your body, and getting absolutely nowhere for it, and only then do you realize how truly, inescapably, helplessly stuck you are.

This is what happened to me.

Let me repaint the scene. I'm clothed, sitting on my bedroom floor, my hands tied crossed behind my back with a lot of tape, my mouth held shut by even more tape, and my knees and ankles tied with ribbon. And now I need to escape.

Despite not knowing if I'd make it out, I didn't panic in the slightest. The tape was quite comfortable and I was sure I'd eventually think of something. The first thing on my mind was to try cutting myself out, so I grabbed my knife from the floor and, after several minutes of tough, determined tape-cutting, I was able to just barely break free from my restraints.

Just kidding. It didn't work at all. The knife I chose was tiny, and would have worked very well on the ribbon, but was useless against the tape. I tried for several minutes before deciding that I was not getting out this way.

What to do, what to do...

Oh! I can make my way to the kitchen and grab a bigger knife, or a pair of scissors. Then I can get out easily.

Satisfied with this, I stopped worrying, and resumed enjoying my predicament. I would be the only person home for quite a while, so I was in no hurry to escape.

I fell onto my side and pulled against the tape again. It held as strong as ever. I pressed against the ribbon on my legs, and that was quite secure too. Even the knee binding didn't slip off, and I NEVER get that to stay on. Maybe I could cut the ribbon with the knife? I tried and just barely couldn't.
Oh, yes... Sweet security. I never get to enjoy this this much.

Here's something kinda fun: At this point in my life, I had learned about this forum, and had been reading stories for a while. During this session, the idea struck me that if I ever actually joined the site, this would be an interesting story to post about... and here I am, many months later!

Since I was alone in the house, I could try out the tape gag as well. Tentatively, I made a little noise.

"...mmmmmmmmmmmm...
...mmmnn."

It seemed to work well enough. I raised my voice and attempted to speak.

"Mmnnh. Mm. Mm."

I liked it so far... What if I screamed?

"MMMMMMMH! MMMMMMMMH! MMMMMMH! MMHAAAAA-
Fuck!"

I swore out loud. The tape had come off, at least the stuff close to my mouth. I pressed it back on with my knees but it was quite loose. I did mmph a little as I kept struggling, though. It was fun.

Eventually I got the idea to try and escape from my leg bindings, if I couldn't get my hands out. Try as I might with the knife, I couldn't seem to hit the ribbon, and I wondered if maybe freeing my mouth would help. I focused my attention to the gag.

While it had lost its functionality, it was still stuck to my mouth, just because there was so much tape in such a wide area. I opened my jaw all the way and pushed wherever I could with my tongue and it stayed resilient. This was annoying because it meant I couldn't use my mouth to try and grab or untie anything.

I tried to catch the tape in my knees and pull it off, but no luck there. I rolled around on the floor for a while, having absolutely no idea how to remove this gag. I felt very silly. Eventually, though, I figured out I could hook a loose edge of the mass of tape on the knob of a drawer, and using my whole body as leverage, I was able to pull the tape gag off. It wasn't an escape but it was progress. I leaned down, bit into the ribbon holding my knees together, and... couldn't break it. My mouth ended up being totally useless. I fell on my side again, ungagged but otherwise effectively restrained, and shouted in annoyance.

I tried the knife again, and after enough time and effort, it did actually work. I successfully cut the ribbon around my ankles and kicked it away. I was surprised to see just how deep and red of a mark they had left on my legs... I suppose that's what happens when you tie yourself with thin materials. After positioning myself just right, I was able to hook the knee binding to that same drawer knob and pull it off. I sighed victoriously and managed to get on my feet.

Hey, hold on... What if I went to the bathroom and poured water on the tape? Doesn't that make tape less sticky?

It was a good idea, and I wasn't sure what else to do. With my newfound mobility, and for the first time in my entire life, I walked over to my bedroom door, awkwardly turned the knob, and stepped out.

The house was silent, as if shocked by my appearance. I walked nervously but determinedly down the hallway, opened the door to the bathroom, and stepped inside, shutting the door behind me.

I rarely see myself tied up, so I took some time to check out how I looked in the mirror. I was a bit of a mess and could do nothing about it. I turned around, showing myself for the first time my taped, crossed wrists. It looked just as inescapable as it felt.

I ran the sink and put my hands under the water. The tape grew damp, but still held firm. After long enough, and to my great relief, I was able to grab the end of the tape, pull it away, and tear it off. And then I could pull a little more off. And more. And more. And more. The tape must be growing weaker with every bit I removed, and sure enough, with bits of wet tape all over the floor, I pulled with all my strength and ripped my bindings in half, finally freeing myself and ending my little adventure.

[Canuck100]

Here's something kinda fun: At this point in my life, I had learned about this forum, and had been reading stories for a while. During this session, the idea struck me that if I ever actually joined the site, this would be an interesting story to post about... and here I am, many months later!

I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s glad you joined the site and started sharing your stories! Well done, I really enjoy reading them!

And a hint if you want to try the wrap-around gag without it sticking to your hair: put on a beanie or ski mask first, so that your hair is covered. Worked well for me

Looking forward to your next stories!

[Crazine]

Thanks for the advice, I'll have to try that!

[Dpsiic]

Another way of doing a wrap around tape gag is to use bondage tape. It sticks to itself but not you.

[mserika]

I've been primarily doing self ties and these posts are really well written, telling you not only how the ties were done but the worry and excitement you feel when the ties feel just a bit too tight and a tad more difficult to get out of. Loving the writing so far.

For me I'd definitely work on the gag first if I feel like I'm getting stuck. There's a tendency to panic a bit and hyperventilate, so at least giving a clearer way to breathe helps to calm you down a bit, at least for me.

[Crazine]

Thank you!! I do my best to capture my feelings throughout the whole thing. I'm really glad you like these.

[copperfox]

Another really fun and interesting read, @Crazine! I never got into using tape for bondage, but it sure sounds like it works extremely well. Glad all worked out and you had a good time!

[Ducttape1234]

Great story! I might just try that tape method for my hands. I bought handcuffs cause I had a hard time taping my wrists behind my back lol