Jun 28, 2012

Self Bondage and its Death

Ah, the good ol’ self bondage days. I’m sure this was the beginning point for a number of you kinksters. Back then, self bondage was really the only option I had. Bondage itself was still only an interest, but even with such little knowledge of it, I knew it was an interest that I would carry with me for the rest of my life. And that’s certainly held true so far!

So every couple weeks I’d end up either on the bed or floor in a pretty decent self made hogtie. Other times I managed to get myself stretched into a spread eagle. I had a few online contacts that I chatted with who gave me pointers to perfect my technique. Some of my escape tricks got pretty clever. Of course, I always played safe; never put anything around my neck or did anything that could potentially harm me. There was always a solid way out. And like any bondage starved youngster, duct tape was my best friend :) .

After a couple years of this, an amazing thing happened. College! Out of the house, on my own, the world was mine! It took a little time for me to build up the courage, but I finally got some real bondage for the first time. This was the first big change in my kink life, but as you’ll see later, it’s far from the most significant. And here’s the result:




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