Hello? Anyone There? [F/M]
Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2025 4:01 pm
Donna is someone I've known for a long time, and play with from time to time - not as much as I'd like, as she is no longer local and has multiple health problems. She's an imposing 6'3" to my 5'6", with long thin legs supporting a large, heavy torso. While she would not be considered pretty just to look at a photograph, she is one of the sweetest, kindest, and most generous (often to a fault) people I know. (As a side note, she was the one who put me in the situation you see in my profile picture.)
This took place at her house late one night in 2018 or 2019. She had me strip to my underwear in the back bedroom. She tied my hands tightly behind my back, tied my ankles and knees, gagged me with a tape gag over stuffing, and put a hood over my head. She laid me on the bed and told me to rub myself off while she went into the living room.
I did as I was told, and waited. She didn't come back in. I tried making some squeals through the gag. No response.
After some effort, I actually managed to lever the tape away from the top of my mouth and eject the stuffing so that I could call more loudly. I thought she'd be able to hear me even through the hood, but there was still no response.
I brought myself to a sitting position on the bed and called again, with no more response than before. Finally I started to try to free myself from the ropes. Unfortunately, this was one of her better efforts. Usually she errs so much on the side of caution that I can free myself pretty quickly, but this time she had left little slack and the knot was apparently out of reach - remember, I couldn't see it due to the hood, so everything was by feel.
It took about 20 minutes (estimated, obviously) to work enough slack into one side of the wrist cinch to allow me to wiggle out with visible scrapes from the rope. After that, it was a simple matter to free myself the rest of the way; she hadn't tied my elbows.
It seems she had simply fallen asleep on the couch, and she is hard to rouse when asleep. While she has been careful to leave me a way to free myself since then, it's unfortunately a bit disappointing, as I like being tied in a way that is truly inescapable. I suppose it's a good thing she didn't manage a completely inescapable tie that night, though, as I probably would have gone beyond my bladder limits before she woke up!
This took place at her house late one night in 2018 or 2019. She had me strip to my underwear in the back bedroom. She tied my hands tightly behind my back, tied my ankles and knees, gagged me with a tape gag over stuffing, and put a hood over my head. She laid me on the bed and told me to rub myself off while she went into the living room.
I did as I was told, and waited. She didn't come back in. I tried making some squeals through the gag. No response.
After some effort, I actually managed to lever the tape away from the top of my mouth and eject the stuffing so that I could call more loudly. I thought she'd be able to hear me even through the hood, but there was still no response.
I brought myself to a sitting position on the bed and called again, with no more response than before. Finally I started to try to free myself from the ropes. Unfortunately, this was one of her better efforts. Usually she errs so much on the side of caution that I can free myself pretty quickly, but this time she had left little slack and the knot was apparently out of reach - remember, I couldn't see it due to the hood, so everything was by feel.
It took about 20 minutes (estimated, obviously) to work enough slack into one side of the wrist cinch to allow me to wiggle out with visible scrapes from the rope. After that, it was a simple matter to free myself the rest of the way; she hadn't tied my elbows.
It seems she had simply fallen asleep on the couch, and she is hard to rouse when asleep. While she has been careful to leave me a way to free myself since then, it's unfortunately a bit disappointing, as I like being tied in a way that is truly inescapable. I suppose it's a good thing she didn't manage a completely inescapable tie that night, though, as I probably would have gone beyond my bladder limits before she woke up!
I enjoyed this short yet true story. It is a reminder of just how much responsibilities lie heavy on the shoulders of tops and bondage riggers. Most of us bottoms/captives love ourselves a tight and inescapable tie-up, but that means we put all the responsibility for our personal safety onto another human being. Luckily, you were able to escape, and while that may have added some excitement mixed in with apprehension, at least it resulted in a logical compromise going forward.