“Caught” in Self Bondage

My recent bondage adventure where I was kidnapped for an entire weekend by my friend Amber (and some of her friends) reminded me of the first time her and I played together after we first met.  We obviously got along well with each other right from the beginning, and spent a lot of time over the next few weeks just talking about bondage.  One day while we chatted on the phone, she told me that  I was the first guy she had ever tied up and the tight Spandex suit I wore that night was a real turn on for her.  Apparently it was the feeling of my muscles flexing as she rubbed her hands over my body that really got to her.  It really got to me too!

Eventually, she worked up the courage and asked if she could tie me up again while I was wearing one of my skin tight suits!

Yes.  Yes, she could!

It turned out that what she meant is that she really wanted to play with me “right now”.  This was a Sunday morning, and all I had planned that day was to watch some football anyway.  Lucky me!  I told her that I was free all day, and that she could come over whenever she wanted.  All she said was “you should be ready when I get there, because I will be”, and then she hung up.

I don’t think I’ve suited up faster in my life.

I spent the next several minutes sorting and separating my bondage gear out on my bed, when another kinky idea sprang into my corrupted brain: why not be really prepared for her, and already be tied up when she arrives?  So that’s what I did.  I strapped a pair of leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles, and then put on this really cool leather panel gag that I own.  The gag is made of a three inch wide leather strap that circles my head, and also has an attached leather pouch that fills my mouth completely.  When it’s strapped on tight, barely a sound escapes from my mouth.  The coolest part about the gag is that you can also lock it on with a padlock!  So five padlocks later, my gag and restraints were tightly padlocked onto my body.  For some reason, I decided to hide the keys to these locks where I knew she would never find them.

Now that I had easy anchor points locked to my wrists and ankles, I briefly thought about trying to tie myself to my bed.  But time was running out, and I didn’t think I would be able to make things tight enough before she arrived.  So instead, I grabbed a few more padlocks and went into my living room to complete my surprise.  I made sure the door to my apartment was unlocked before I started…

I had to move a few pieces of furniture out of the way to make sure I had enough room to struggle (if I needed to), then sat down on the floor to complete my surprise.  I used one padlock to lock the leather ankle restraints together, and then took another to quickly lock the leather restraints together behind my back.  I had left the keys to this set of locks behind in the bedroom, so once I heard the lock click shut behind my back I knew I was basically stuck until Amber showed up.  But I wasn’t done yet.  No, I was going all in this time.  I brought a third padlock with me to the living room, and after several minutes of hard work I actually managed to use it to lock my wrist restraints and ankle restraints together behind my back.  I had effectively placed myself into one of the most stringent hogties I’ve ever been in, with absolutely no chance of escaping until my new friend showed up to play.

I had rendered myself completely helpless, hogtied in my own apartment and wearing nothing more than a gag, leather restraints, and a thin skin tight Spandex wetsuit.  That thought made me struggled pretty hard against my self-imposed bondage, but that only resulted in turning me on and making me extremely and visibly excited.  Of course, that only made me struggle more.

By the time I heard Amber open the door to my apartment and say “Hello”, I had exhausted myself.  She noticed me laying there on my side immediately, and I could offer little more than a few token struggles as she shut the door behind her and started to slowly walk around my body…

I’ll leave it up to you to fill in the rest of the story.  Let me just say that what she did to me that day was about as intense as you can get.  She played with me while I was tied in this hogtie for probably an hour, before informing me that she wanted to tie me to the bed again.

Spandex self bondage

This picture was taken right after she released my hogtie.  She didn’t remove the padlock holding my wrists together behind my back until after she had me laying on the bed with my ankles already tied to the corners.  By the time she was done tying me down to my own bed, I was stretched out so tight that I literally could not move.  She only made matters worse when she crawled up on the bed and started removing her clothes to reveal that she had made a few purchases of her own since our first visit…

She looked so amazingly kinky in her costume, and there I was tied down so tight I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.  That was a long three hours, let me tell you!