Blue Catsuit Bondage Challenge

I had already done a few scenes this particular bondage weekend, and was quite tired. There was a padded leather bondage table sitting in the corner of the play room we were in, and once freed of most of my bondage I made a bee-line over to it and laid down on it.  The play room was quite warm, so I was perfectly comfortable laying down as my friends cleaned up the debris from the previous bondage session with me.

I should have known all three of them had something devious on their minds, when they quietly walked up to the bondage table and firmly grabbed each of my wrists and ankles. Using the bondage gear still scattered about from our previous session, they locked leather wrist restraints on my wrists and elbows and began the erotic process of making me helpless and at their mercy. Sure, I probably could have struggled a bit as they began to tie me down. But if you haven’t guessed by now, I like to be tied down. I guess it comes with the territory of running a popular bondage blog!

Anyway…

They wrapped over 100 feet of rope around my torso and below the table I was laying on. They webbed this rope through my wrist and elbow restraints, effective immobilizing my arms uselessly at my sides.  I never thought being tied up this way could be so restrictive, but I couldn’t move much at all.  The addition of the rope harness anchoring my upper chest to the table sealed the deal.  I wasn’t getting out until someone released me.

They weren’t done yet, though.  Taking a few more yards of white rope, they tied my legs and feet together at the knees and ankles.  Several turns of white rope were used to securely fasten my legs together.  Still not quite satisfied with their work, they grabbed the remaining rope and then anchored my knees and ankles firmly to the bondage table.

I’ve often seen other bondage models tied in similar positions, and sometimes thought that they must be faking their escape attempt.  It didn’t look like that hard of a bondage position to escape from.  But let me tell you a secret: It’s one of the hardest bondage escape challenges I’ve ever done. After letting me test my bonds for a few minutes, my friends announced that they were going to go out and get something to eat. If I didn’t escape before they returned, I had to let them tie me up for the rest of the night while I was nude.  They told me of all the things they wanted to do to me, so as soon as they left the room I started kicking and struggling as hard as I could.  But no matter what I did, I simply could not loosen a single rope or restraint. I did manage to create a bit more room to struggle, but that only made it more frustrating.  By the time my friends came back, you could barely tell that I fought against my bondage as hard as I did.

I lost.

They laughed pretty hard at me, as each of them grabbed a vibrator from under the bench I was laying on. I was blindfolded, so I couldn’t tell when they were going to hit me with the first wave of electric pulses.  All three of them focused their torture weapons squarely on my groin.  When they all hit (at the same time), I almost came in my suit.  But that wasn’t in their plan.  All of them were versed in the art of cum control, and played with my helpless body for over an hour.  They never did take me over the edge. Instead, they slowly loosened all of the rope holding me down, stood me up on the floor, and proceeded to strip my tight blue PVC catsuit from my body.  I was pretty cold from all of the sweat that was now exposed to the dungeon air, but that didn’t matter.  They lead me back towards a metal bondage frame, grabbed a massive pile of rope, and spent the next 45 minutes wrapping me into an intense standing spread eagle bondage position within the frame.  Being completely nude and at the helpless mercy of these three guys should have made me worry.  But I was way more interested in the collection of kinky bondage and torture devices they laid out in front of me.  It was going to be a long night, but no matter how long it lasted I was going to enjoy myself if I liked it or not.

Or so I had hoped…

To be continued…

Blue Catsuit Bondage