The Bondage Frame: Part 1

Bondage Frame

So I’ve been away for a while.

I wish I could tell you I was captured during another Agent Smith mission, and held in kinky bondage for the past two months. But unfortunately, my life is more mundane than that. My job has been keeping me way too busy again, and I’ve had virtually no free time to do some bondage blogging.

But things appear to be slowing down. And with all that free time I’m about to get, I plan on spending it updating the hell out of this place. So stay tuned for a barrage of bondage posts coming your way, showing yours truly in one kinky bondage scene after another!

So I’ll start things off with an image from a bondage scene I did last summer with my friend BNDGMASTER. I spent the entire weekend at his place in Wisconsin, getting tied up in a variety of stringent bondage scenes. This particular scene was probably the 5th or 6th scene we did, and it was only Saturday afternoon. It started innocently enough, with me relaxing outside in my skin tight blue catsuit. We were both coming down from a really intense scene where I was suspended wearing a wetsuit and a leather arm binder. I needed a shower after that scene, and when I was done I noticed that my friend was nice enough to put my blue catsuit on the bathroom vanity while I was in the shower. Not one to be rude to a guy hosting a bondage weekend, I dried myself off and poured myself into the tight suit he left for me. I found my friend relaxing on the deck, and joined him out there for a drink.

It was a beautiful summer afternoon, and it felt really good having the sun beating down on my catsuit. I kind of like wearing my bodysuits outside, and wasn’t in any hurry to go back in the house. We talked about doing a bondage scene right there on the deck, but decided against it as his neighbors might not be as accommodating as my friend’s neighbors in San Francisco.

But not wanting to admit defeat, my friend told me to stay put while he went back into the house to grab something. I stayed on the lounger I was sitting on, and continued to soak up some of the sun’s warmth through my tight blue suit. It took probably ten minutes for my friend to return.  When he did, he was carrying a huge pile of leather straps. He had me stand up, and right in the middle of the deck proceeded to tightly strap a very heavy leather bondage harness over my  blue catsuit. By the time he was done, I was a tightly wrapped package of blue and black leather and PVC. The harness fit absolutely perfect, especially where the crotch straps were pulled tightly between my legs. No matter how I moved, those straps pulled on my own tightly wrapped package perfectly. Yes, you could tell I was quite excited by this rapid turn of events.

But he wasn’t quite done yet. He also had brought out my pair of rubber gloves I brought with, and a set of locking leather wrist restraints. I put on the gloves, and then held out each arm so he could lock a leather cuff around each wrist. As he was doing this, I noticed that I could see my reflection perfectly from his large windows overlooking his deck. I have to tell you that I liked what I saw! And when he firmly pulled my arms behind my back and locked them to the leather belt circling my waist, I swear I could see my erection grow in my reflection on the window. I could definitely feel it grow, that’s for sure!

After my friend was done locking my arms behind my back, he reached around my body and began to fondle my extremely hard erection. It was very erotic watching all this take place in the reflection from the window. The image I was watching showed a man wearing an extremely tight blue catsuit glimmering in the bright sun, with a leather body harness strapped around his body and his arms locked behind his back. He was struggling slightly against his bondage, and swaying his hips back and forth as someone from behind him was massaging his vulnerable erection that was trying to bust out of the thin material covering his body. Yeah, I was getting hot. Very hot!

My friend eventually stopped his assault on my crotch. He circled around my body, and while looking me straight in the eye asked me if I wanted to go back into the dungeon. Yes, I did! He took out a leather strap he had hidden in his pocket, and snapped one end of it to the loop on the bondage harness that was directly below my neck. It was a leash!

When he gave a very firm tug on the leash in the direction of the door, I instantly knew that whatever he had planned for me was going to involve a lot of very tight bondage and some very intense torment.

Turns out I was right!

To be continued…

(Part 1), Part 2, Part 3

Unfortunately, we never did take any pictures of me strapped up on the deck. And that’s too bad, because it looked pretty hot. So instead I’ll give you guys a preview of what to expect in Part 2. This picture is from the video we took after we got to his basement playroom. The video didn’t turn out all that great, so not sure if I will post it.  But I do have some pictures I’ll post in the next part.  Hope you like it!

Bondage Frame