Stories of Tie Up Games

Preface : This is a rewrite of a previous post from me here that focuses a bit too much on the process. This is an actual story this time, enjoy!
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Part 1 : Tying myself up

I've always loved tight hogties, and I mean really tight ones. Elbows tied, ankles pulled passed my hands, head pulled back, blindfolded and gagged, you know the stuff. This is pretty easy to achieve when someone is tying you up, but my partner is a bit less enthusiastic about bondage than I am, so I have been practicing self-bondage for a while, and after years of trial and error I think I managed to figure out all the pieces to achieve such a state by myself. Right now my partner will arrive home in about 2 hours, so I have just the time to try it out.

I go down into my basement to prepare my little setup. I unroll a large rug since the concrete floor is way too cold to lie directly on. I gather my bag of ropes and accessory from the storage room, and back on the rug I strip down and I grab one of my 1.75" ballgag. I love tying myself while gagged. I choose the black one with three breathing holes in the middle, which I strap carefully under my loose chestnut hair. You'll see why I chose this particular gag later on . Now it's time to get to work. Standing up, I grab a 10m piece of rope and start to tie my chest harness. I start by doubling the rope and tying it to one large metal ring (about 2,5" in diameter) in a simple hitch. Holding the ring in the middle of my back I pass the rope around my torso just below my breasts and loop it back through the ring behind my back. Now the ring is simply held centered in the middle of my back, I will call it the lower ring. With the remaining rope I essentially pass it up and behind my neck, and back to the lower ring. It's a classic rope path typically used to prevent an elbow tie from slipping down the arms. That's not the use here though, the idea is actually to thread a second large ring through the rope behind my neck. I said I use a 10m rope for this chest harness and it's so that I can loop the rope back this path a few times, anchoring the upper ring solidly. The process is a little annoying since I forgot to tie my hair and it's cascading loosely on my shoulders, so I have to constantly move it out of the way for the rope not to pinch it at every pass. Since I'm quite small, about 5'3", I can loop this rope 4 times up to my neck, alternating the passes in the upper ring from the right and the left to keep it nice and flat on my upper back. Overall it's not very pretty, but the many passes even out the pressure nicely. Today I made it quite tight so I can use the remaining rope to split it left and right behind my back to come up in front of me, pass each end under the opposite "shoulder strap" and tie them off together. I like it when I have enough rope left to do this since it creates a pretty inverted triangle just above my breasts which I find quite cute.

I sit down on the rug as it's time to tie my legs. I lean forward and start by tying the soles of my feet side by side. They are actually the hardest to tie since I need to lean forward a lot and it's much easier if I can have my legs slightly apart otherwise, well my breasts pressing on my knees prevent me from leaning far enough. As I reverse tension to cinch the tie, I loop a small metal ring (~1" diameter) through the cinch right under my feet. Next are my ankles, tied in a similar fashion with a ring on the backside of them, and same thing with my big toes to which I also add a ring. It would have been easier to tie my big toes together before, but I need my ankles to be tied first so that I can link them back to my ankles, otherwise too much tension on the toe ring can become painfull. Tied this way my toes act a bit like the pillar of a cable-stayed bridge, I'm so clever! I lean to the side and grab two one-way carabiners, the ones used for camping to tighten rope, and clip them back to back on the ring attached to my ankles. For my knees I only really need to tie a rope and ring above them, but today I want to feel as secure as I can so I also tie my legs below my knees. I then use the cinch ropes from both the ties above and below my knees to secure a single large metal ring, to which I clip a normal carabiner.

I'm almost done with my legs, but I make a little side note here to come back on why I chose the particular gag I'm wearing right now. You see I'm not particularly a drooler, I basically never drool wearing a gag, except for this one. I suppose the breathing holes enable my saliva to seep out before I reach the threshold at which I stop making saliva, but the result is there all the same, and even if it took a fairly long time to get there, now sitting on the floor, folded forward working on my legs, a small line of saliva starts to drop down on my breasts and stomach. I don't really like the sticky feeling of drool on my skin (yes, and other things too), but it's exactly what makes it just the right thing. In self-bondage, even if I'm tied I'm still in control of everything, but the fact that I can't stop myself from drooling like that brings me a little bit closer to the feeling of helplessness I crave.

Anyways, back to me fumbling under my bent knees, I just clipped a regular carabiner to which I attach a third one-way carabiner, and I pre-feed the end of a short nylon rope through it. This will be the setup to tie my wrists later on. The nylon rope itself has a a canadian jam knot (at least that's what the website I took my inspiration from called it) pre-tied at the end which will be used to cinch my wrist rope. Nylon rope doesn't stretch and is fairly slippery, so my wrists basically get automatically uncinched if not under tension. I grab the rope loop I premade for my wrists and pre-feed it in the cinch to hold it there.

Now my legs are tied, the chest harness is ready, time to prepare the elbow rope and thread the hogtie tightening ropes! For the elbow rope I have a 10m rope that is folded on itself a few times. I essentially pass my whole body in this rope like I would use a hula hoop, and then I feed the loop inside the lower ring on my back, resulting in a smaller loop of rope protruding from the ring in the middle of my back. I scoot a little on the rug and grab my harness gag and two hairties, which I use to tie my hair in two separate ponytails. I like to imagine myself with this schoolgirl look. I ungag myself from the breathable ballgag, which drool apart, was really just to prepare my jaw for the rest. I slide a blindfold on my forehead and then I finally strap my 2" red harness ballgag in place making sure everything is snug.

Satisfied, I scoot again and change from sitting on my butt, to sitting upright with my legs bent to the side, exposing the soles of my feet and their many metal rings to me. The hogtie ropes consist of two long nylon ropes with a small carabiner on one end. I clip the first carabiner to the upper ring behind my neck, thread the rope down to the ring on my feet, back through the upper ring, and down to my ankles where I thread it through one of the two one-way carabiner there. This one will take the bulk of the tension, bending my legs back and pulling them easily passed my hands. The second rope I clip to the D-ring on top of my harness gag, down to my toe ring, up again through the D-ring of the harness gag and down in the other one-way carabiner on my ankles.

Now I'm getting pretty excited. I throw two thick throwpillows on my rug and I manoeuver myself to lay on them on my belly so that one is under my upper chest, and the other one under my knees, already arching my back slightly like I'm lying face down in a hammock. I reach on my face to lower the blindfold difficultly since it's pinned under the straps of my harness gag. My arms still free for now, I blindly feel for the hogtie ropes protruding from the two one-way carabiner near my ankles and I start pulling on them in alternance. The ropes slowly feed through them, zigzaging back and forth using the pulley effect to make the tightening easier. I pull untill the line is taught, pulling my ankles towards my back and wrenching my head back. The tension is delicious, there is absolutely no slack, but I know I just need to pull sideways on the ropes to free them from the one-way mechanism of the carabiner to get free. I tighten both ropes a few inches more.

Time to finish this tie. I reach higher behind my back and feed my arms through the elbow rope protruding from the lower ring. I wriggle my arms a bit to make sure I'm comfortable and I feel around to grab the wrist loop presently linked to my knees that lies somewhere on my right side. I feed my hands through the loop making sure the cinching nylon rope stays between my wrists. I nest my hands between my buttcheeks and my folded legs where I can feel the third one-way carabiner. I pull and the nylon rope linked to my wrists tightens, closing the loop between my wrists and cinching everything snuggly, slightly pulling on my arms at the same time. I stop moving to take a few instants and take it all in now that every rope is in it's place. Still, there is one little step left before my hogtie is really complete.

After a few deep breaths I set myself in motion to wriggle away from lying on the throw pillows. They were usefull to ease the tightening process, but now I want to feel the full effect of the ropes. I rock a bit to tilt myself on my right side, falling on the rug in the process. I start to wiggle away with the little movement I am able to make, mostly pivoting either from my shoulders or my knees untill I feel I'm far enough from the pillows before I finally try to rock myself back on my belly, and there is it. Complete bliss. Without the help of the pillows to fight off gravity, everything tightens all at once and I am now hogtied on the floor, arms pinned behind my back, wrists pulled towards my knees and stuck between my buttcheeks and my ankles. The hogtie ropes are pulled so tight that my knees are not touching the rug below me and my breasts are barely brushing it. My head is pulled back so far that if I could see anything I feel like I would be staring at the ceiling, and the tension makes me bite on the thick ball in my mouth in a way that makes it difficult for me to emit even the smallest of moans. I'm in paradise.

Part 2 : Struggling

I lie on the floor, tightly bound in my self imposed hogtie, the best one I tied myself in yet. I keep saying that because it's actually the first time I use all these specific techniques all at once. In the past I've tried various ways to tie my arms, the elbows are always a hard part to get correctly without cutting circulation. The chest harness, the hogtie tightening mechanism, the wrist cinching, etc. All various pieces of technique I converged to by trial and error, and this was plenty worth it because right now I feel like I could stay tied this way for as long as I want. Now I just lie there, basking in the slight tension in all of my body, breathing slowly and deeply. I feel the ropes encircling my legs, above and below my knees, ropes that tightened slightly as my legs got folded back. I feel my feet welded side by side, kept together as one unit by the ropes on my ankles, big toes and soles. I try to wriggle them, to flex my ankles a little bit, but I can't even make them move a fraction of an inch, and yet I don't feel any of the strain on the top of my feet or on my tibia muscles that usually result from having my head linked to my toes. Speaking of which, I feel my head lift slightly with each breath I take, going up and down rhythmically. I feel the slight pull on my shoulders originating from my wrists nested on my butt, pulled towards my knees. The ball in my mouth is thick, completely filling it, muffling a small moan with each expiration I make just because I like to hear how quiet it comes out. The straps around my head keep the blindfold plastered over my eyes, keeping me completely in the dark. I feel like I could fall asleep right now, but I'm enjoying myself way to much for that.

I've been lying there, flexing my muscles and testing the tension from time to time for probably 20 minutes, it's quite hard to tell in this position. I'm a bit calmer than before, my heart beating in my chest at what I would call a normal pace now. I know very well that I can free myself anytime I want, the carabiner keeping the tension on my wrists is right between my palms, but I'm not done yet, I want a little more fun. Even though I'm very confident in my escape setup, for safety reasons I left a few pair of scissors lying around the rug I'm lying on. Struggling for the sake of struggling is fun, but it's much more fun when you have a goal, so for now I pretend that someone left me tied this way, and my only way to possibly escape is to reach these scissors and cut myself free. As you can imagine it's not gonna be easy tied as strictly as I am, and blindfolded on top of that, but I want to feel exactly how helplessly I am tied.

From what I remember, the closest scissors to me is to my right, about two feet down near the right edge of the rug. I use the same technique I employed to wriggle myself away from the pillows a bit earlier, so I rock myself from side to side to fall on my right side again. With my head close to the ground I try to rub off my blindfold. Even though I have a fairly good mental image of where I am, it's goddamn hard to do this while blindfolded. With my head pulled back, nodding is impossible so I try to turn my head instead and create a bit of friction with the rug. After a few tries I come to the same conclusion as always, not gonna happen. The silk blindfold is already sticking to my slightly damp body, and even if that was not the case, the straps from my harness gag are making an excellent job at pinning it to my face. Resigned to do this in the dark, I start to wriggle like before. A bit of rotation from my shoulders, a bit of rotation from my knees, I seem to be moving a little.

This time I can't feel myself getting away from the pillows so I really have no idea how far I move each time. I think I have about 3 feet to go until I reach the edge of the rug. I take a few pauses, one every five minutes (I think), and after about 20 minutes I feel the cold floor at the edge of the rug. Excellent, I reached the right edge, now I just have to go down about two feet to reach the spot where I should feel the scissors. Time to rock myself back on my belly. The process takes a few more tries than before since the floor I'm pushing myself from is just a bit lower than my rug, my hands and feet now colliding with he hard concrete after each failed push. After about 5 pushes I roll back on my stomach and am greeted back by the sweet tension added from gravity while in this position.

From here moving down should be fairly straightforward, just wriggle back and forth like a caterpillar while slightly rocking myself from side to side, I've done this plenty of times. Well easier said than done, and to my surprise the main culprit is the rope pulling my hands towards my knees. You see I don't always use this rope since the ropes keeping me hogtied do not rely on my wrists, and even with a simple loop around my hands twisted in an 8 figure, the fact that they are pinned between my ass and feet is very restrictive in itself, so most of the time I don't really bother with the knee-wrist cinching mechanism. In fact, I often skip it since it's long to set up and then I still need to search while partly hogtied to grab the loop, a lot of effort for a little bit of flavor or so I thought. Apparently I never tried to move this way with my hands tied to my knees in this fashion, because I just now realize that's it's basically impossible. My back is always a bit more flexible and I can pull my head back a bit more, but my arms and the nylon rope holding my wrists to my knees do not give any play at all.

Even so I am a bit perplexed because I'm sure I did it before so what's new now? Well remember when I was tying myself, I said that only the upper knee tie is necessary, turns out I was wrong. If I had just tied a ring to the ropes above my knees I could have pulled the ropes slightly up my thigh, and I remember having done it in fact, but now the knee ring is attached to both the ropes above and below my knees on my folded legs, so there is no way to make it move. The result is that I can't fold myself forward even a bit to move like I described earlier. I'm quite flabbergasted by my discovery, but I still try to squirm around to experiment as best as I can. Surely I can at least get something moving? For about 5 minutes I squirm, pull, twist, but the best I can manage is to slightly rock back and forth like a toy boat on the floor. Now considerably sweaty, I sense that quite the sizeable wet spot is forming beneath my nether region. There is definitely no chance of me moving an single inch back or forward this way and the realization almost makes me cum on the spot even if that was not the intended goal of today's session. Right now though, I sure wish I had tied a crotchrope on myself.

Hogtied, blind, mute, unable to stimulate myself even a little bit despite how horny I am, I scream in frustration. Of course it only comes out as a cute mewl from my gagged mouth. Resigned, I lie still in my bonds for a few seconds before I remember that I'm still absolutely in control of when to free myself despite my recent fantasy induced endeavor, and I think it is time to do so. By now it feels like I have been tied up for more than an hour and it may well be the case. I might not have reached the scissors, but my goal never really was to do so to begin with. Still, it made me live an incredible tied up experience, and I am quite satisfied of my session...

Next - Part 3 : found.

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