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|Favorite Position:||Bound helplessly :D|
|Comments:||Real Fear Pt. 2
My shoulders were already aching but nothing stopped me from trying. I must have invented new ways to squirm. I was all over the bed as best I could, screaming and crying; yet nothing was giving me any slack. The sobs continued.
When you are stuck in something you did yourself, you begin to bargain with yourself. I tried to cross and uncross my ankles to create some room, swearing to myself I'd never do this again if I got out. I looked at the handcuffs and cursed them through the knot tightly holding between my teeth. I was hopelessly stuck. Squirming and tugging was only making the marks on my wrists redder and I could only imagine what shape my poor ankles would be in. Nylon gets nice and tight but with my ankles tied to the bed it could only get tighter.
Panic began to really set in. I was here another hour now. My shoulders were screaming in pain. Sobs continued as my pillow was becoming stained with tears. My mom would be home within the hour and I was going to be discovered. I was also in her dress. There was no explaining this away. I prepared myself for the worst. I figured I'd get one or two more times rolling around the bed and just try to sleep. My bondage days were coming to an end.
I awakened to the sound of the key in the door. I looked up and tugged at my cuffed wrists. This was it. I was going to be found. It was my worst fear realized. Next came the knock at my door. My heart was in my throat. I wasn't ready to face this. I looked down at my bound legs and tried one more time to pull them free. They didn't budge. "Kimmy, are you home?" I must have turned a total shade of white. It wasn't my mother. It was my brother. I remember the hot feeling in my cheeks as the doorknob turned. Seconds later I was staring at him. He was staring at me. He looked me over and smiled. He then left the room.
Moments later, he came back with a key and without saying a word unlocked my wrists. He then pressed the key to my hand and left. He didn't say anything or even look deviously as brothers usually do. I quickly untied myself and changed, placing the dress back in my mom's closet just as she got home. I had to wear my nylons all night under my jeans as I was told we were going out. Not a big deal. I also had to hide cuff marks all evening as I was shaking, scared of what my brother would say.
Weeks later, he finally asked me "So when did dad come over and tie you up? I didn't know he had a key anymore." I sighed the hugest sigh of relief and lied to him, making up a story. He'd seen me tied up before, but never by my own doing. I went along with the story to cover my embarrassment as much as I could. To this day I don't think he knows.
There is one thing I have learned from personal experience doing this: handcuffs are dangerous, at least for me.
It was Sunday morning and boredom was setting in. I was home along yet again and found I just didn't want to get out of bed today. I needed a good reason to wake up or a better reason to stay in bed. Not knowing where anyone was or when they were returning put a damper on any plans to squirm. So I texted everyone and found I had about three hours to myself. That's all I needed.
Dashing again into my mom's room I pondered long and hard what to wear this time. I wasn't in the mood to dress up today. I opened one of her drawers and laughed at what I saw. She had a hooter's girl top and shorts, a pink short sleeve leotard, a long sleeve black one, a short overalls style denim jumper, and a cute decorated denim skirt. It had butterflies and stuff all over it. I decided to take her denim jumper as I wanted to pretend I was a kidnapped little girl and being held for ransom. So much for not dressing up. No one would see me and the shortness of the dress, like above my mid thigh, would allow me to tie a rope between my legs to tease, at least I thought.
I got dressed, wearing my black pantyhose as well. Mom was always tiny but this dress was a girl's size and I didn't ever own it so I wondered where she got it. I've never seen her in it so I can't just ask her. She'd know I was snooping then. I decided to use an old pair of tights to bind my ankles and my knees. I like how nylon bunches up and tightens after strictly tied. I then tied my ankles to the foot of my bed using a scarf. I wanted to ensure I had just enough slack to reach the headboard. I wanted to be stretched out as much as possible.
Next was a gag. I settled for a knotted scarf. I don't like things in my mouth usually but this wouldn't get stuck and would soak up all drool. I was almost ready. I used two of my scarves to tie between my legs and around my waist, a crude crotch rope. It was soft but still allowed for some friction rubbing. I didn't want to be totally teased.
At last I grabbed the handcuffs. My brother has a trick set that can be released without a key. I grabbed them from his room. I clicked one on my wrist and stretched for all I was worth. I ran the cuffs around a little railing in the headboard at the center of my bed and cuffed the other hand. The clicks make me quiver. I tried to scream just because. Then the fun began.
There I was, a young teenaged girl tied to her bed, wearing a really short dress. I must've been a sight for anyone to see. I didn't care. I was alone and knew no one could see me. I squirmed and tried to roll around for what seemed like ages. I checked the clock and it was about an hour. My arms were aching. I reached for the latch on the handcuffs and couldn't find it. I looked up to see in horror these weren't my brother's handcuffs. These were real! I didn't test them or check before putting them on. I was scared. I was truly helpless. I squirmed my ankles around but there was no slack. My knees were pinned together. Even the makeshift crotch rope gave no comfort. My wrists were tiny, but not enough to slide out of the cuffs. I screamed for real.
To Be Continued ...
|Favorite Position:||self: just tied up. not self: hogtie|
|Comments:||Hope this story fits here:
I got into self bondage after a long childhood of being tied up by my step daddy. But, those stories are for another day. After his constant fixation with having me tied up, I got curious about things. When him and mom split up, there was no one left to tie me up. I had to fill the void.
I had to begin to buy my own supply and keep it so mom didn't know what they were. She'd thrown away knotted belts and things before. This time I was careful. My bondage supplies consisted of lots of scarves, nylons and tights, belts and straps, bandannas and tape, and finally some rope just because I could store it elsewhere if need be. I needed rope sometimes and if I could find someone to bind me, that'd be great to have too.
One night on one of her many, she took her new boyfriend out and since my brother was out I took my chance. I raided her closet. I found a short sleeve lacy black dress that dad always put me in. I also grabbed some black nylons and my heels. My heels have a peep toe with an ankle strap and run just under 4 inches. I began to think back and almost full body shiver. Then I went to work.
With the rope, I tied my ankles. It took only a few wraps with a quick cinch in the middle. I left a good few feet extra. That will be used later. I think tied my knees and smoothed out the dress just over them as I knelt. Reaching between my legs, I pulled the extra rope from my ankles between my legs and through my crotch area. From this, it went around my waist twice, then back through to my ankles. From there it went up to the small of my back at the rope around my waist. With this rope in place, I couldn't stand. I was forced on my knees.
With every little squirm, it teased me. I was liking the start. When dad left, he had this scarf like thing he used to wear around his neck. It was a perfect size for a nylon skirt. I, however, had other ideas. I pulled it over me and slid it down. It got tight around my arms, thus leaving me not having to tie my arms. All I needed was my hands.
Without thinking, I used a shoelace from my sneakers and ran it through a golf ball with a hole. Daddy used to call it a ball gag. It made me drool and I felt more helpless. I had to do it. With my gag in place and me helplessly stuck on my knees I reached for a scarf. It took a lot of practice to learn to tie my own wrists behind my back. When I was done I simply rolled on to my side and squirmed for all I was worth. Every writhing twitch brought instant ecstasy.
I fell asleep bound and woke up still tied up with everyone home. My door was closed so I didn't get caught, but I was scared and quickly undid myself.
This is one of my more recent stories. I've only been doing self work for about 2 years now on and off, when I can without getting caught.
|Comments:||I tied myself to the toilet with a pair of my sister's nylons. As soon as I was tied up, I worked my legs so I could slide off my underwear and used my feet to stuff them in my mouth.
My wrist was wrapped tight around the flush handle.
In the background I had a home video playing of my mom stripping at a GG Allin concert from his 1992 tour with the Murder Junkies.
Like a kid on Christmas, I yelled, "I'm freeing the slaves!" Then I flushed the toilet by tugging on my sister's nylons with my wrist.
Then my mother walked in! She untied me and pulled out a strapon with a broken strap. She grabbed my wet panties that had fallen in the toilet and tied the strapon to me that way. She made me go at it with her until we both came. Then my father came home.
I nearly slipped on the floor when my mom said, "He knows about us... and he likes it!"
I hear him walking up the stairs. "Mrs. Lincoln? It's time to free the slaves! I've got your black top hat!"
My mom, who had started playing with her butt, grabbed the strapon off the floor. I didn't know what to do or where to go. "Hold this steady," she said. I wrapped both feet and hands around the strapon as she slid down cowgirl style.
And let me tell you, this thing is about the size of half a roll of paper towels and she slid herself right over that thing so fast it was like she fell. WHOOSH and it was all in. The expression on her face didn't even change. I actually felt a breeze from it!
Then the door opened...
|Comments:||Okay ladies and gentlemen,
In mid-August I am planning to set out to try a self bondage outdoor adventure of my own. I'm currently buying all the things I need and are going to order:
Leather Ball Splitter
Leather Ball Gag with Chin Strap
Butt Plug - Vibrating
Silver Vibrating Nipple Clamps
Leather Bondage Hog Tie resraints
I was wondering if anybody had any suggestions for a young male like me on what to do, where to do it and what other toys to buy. Of course I will tell you all about my story on here and will be placing the sex toy order next week so any suggestions before then would be fantastic!!
|E-mail address:||f email@example.com|
|Comments:||I have been into a little self-bondage and crossdressing for about 10 years now. It wasn't until last year that I actually found the courage to talk to and tell someone about these fetishes of mine (it was through a dreambook similar to this). I guess it is just hard to find people who can accept me and my chosen life style. If there happens to be anyone that reads this and would maybe like to talk id like that.|
|Comments:||It was around 3:00 a Thursday afternoon and I had just come home from school which was boring as always. My mom and dad both had work till at least 7:00 or 8:00 so I knew I had the house to myself. I opened the front door and tossed my backpack to the left of the front door as I closed the door and locked it. I walked up the stairs and grabbed my silver laptop from my desk and put it down on the bed. I quickly changed into a pair of boxers while the laptop turned on.
I laid down on the bed in nothing but my boxers brushing my blonde hair from my eyes. I quickly began to surf my usual websites for erotic stories. After a good ten minutes or so I found a good story about a boy being bound gagged and kidnapped by a couple of men. I slipped my hand below the belt and gave a few good tugs however I was not yet aroused enough. I grabbed a pair of plastic handcuffs I had gotten from an old girlfriend and the socks I had worn to school. I gagged myself with the socks and held them in with a belt before cuffing my hands behind my back. Using the bed to rub against with my manhood and my chin to scroll down the story I was in heaven my moans filling my dirty stuffed sock gag.
Not long after I had gotten into this great position my cell phone vibrated for a text which I ignored since it would have been way to much trouble to get to it. Less then a half hour later I heard some noise from the first floor and footsteps coming up the stairs along with the voice of my friend Dan calling my name. I completely forgot that he was supposed to come over to hang out and play videogames. I had no time to react all I could do was close my eyes and hope it was a bad dream. My bedroom door opened and Dan stood in the doorway unsure what to do, think, or say.
Finally "What are you doing?" escaped Dan's lips as he walked into the room and looked at the computer screen and the title of the story. I remained silent eyes closed not that I could speak much with socks jammed in my mouth. "So little Jake is into gay bondage porn huh?" Dan said with a chuckle. "Bet your so turned on right now ain't you pall?" Dan said as he slapped my ass. I tried to talk but all that came out was "Mmmmpphhhhh?" which didn't help my situation. Using his foot Dan rolled me over exposing my rock hard dick which had slipped through the opening in my boxers. "Looking pretty good there Jake... Wanna have some fun?" Dan said with a smile across his face.
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|Comments:||Here is a blog with some of my stories
|Comments:||This is a true story.We were up country for the weekend to ride horses and indulge in my favourite pastime.We had eaten dinner, when my friend approached me with a length of rope and proceeded to tie my hands behind my back,and telling me he had a surprise for me,he led me outside,there was enough light to see two horses saddled and tied to the fence,we went to them and he told me to mount my horse, he had to assist me as it is not easy with your hands bound as mine were.Now i class myself as a good horseman and i knew my horse to be very quiet,however it was very scary to be on a horse with hands tied behind my back.He then mounted his horse and led mine,i was hoping my horse behaved himself.We rode for about 10 mins where he dismounted and helped me dismount, he led me to a tree to which he tied me. He then mounted his horse and left me tied.He had purposely not tied me tight as i managed to free myself in a short time and ride back to the house where i found him waiting to put me in bondage for the night. aussie roper.|
|Favorite Position:||doggy style|
|Comments:||hi i am a bondage lover who like to meet you so you can can tie me up some time email me back|
|Comments:||Thank you for the advice|
|Comments:||Hi Im sorry that I kind of let the site die Things did not work out very well with me and Jen so we decided to leave eachother so now I am with someone else she is truely the girl of my dreams. At first the whole bondage thing kind of scared her but now I have her into the hobby and now she loves it. Im hoping that you guys will help me out I want you all to post your selfbondage stories here and Im also hoping that you can also help us come up with ideas to tie eachother.|
|Comments:||It was all he could do to contain himself. His mom was going to be gone till the next morning, and he would have the house to himself. As soon as he heard their car pull away, he was off to his room. John was going to do a type of mummification bondage, using rope. He quickly changed into a grey t- shirt and his white shortalls, adding in an adult diaper, (in case he needed to use the restroom). After stuffing a handkerchief in his mouth he closed it off with duct tape. He could now make hardly more than a soft mmph. He ran to the backyard and to the playground. Standing on a stool he began. Using duct tape, he wrapped his legs together real tight, starting at the ankle and working up to his torso, while doing this he was also taping him self to the pole. He continued to wrap himself onto the pole up to his arm pits, he then took the tape across his shoulders, and when he had finished, all but his arms and head were taped to the pole. For his arms he had made a loop of rope with a cinch in the middle, so putting his hands behind the pole (and checking to make sure he could reach his release knife on a string, but not until he was able to get out of the rope) he slipped his wrists into the loops and pulled the cinch. To make it a little more difficult he put some tape around the cinch. With just enough movement he kicked out the stool and was now suspended and trapped until he could get out of the rope and cut himself loose. After about an hour of struggling and pretending to be really trapped, he decided that he better get out and go inside, since he was getting rather tired. But he soon realized that the he could not get the duct tape off the knot, and started to panic. After about two hours of really struggling and many failed attempts to get out, he saw his neighborís porch light come on. He suddenly remembered that his neighborís son (Tom) was home from college and was very into having parties. Well much to his dread, four college students came out of the back of the house and it didnít take too long for them to notice a boy taped to a pole. It was three girls and Tom, and they all had sadistic expressions on their face. After some huddled discussion Tom ran to his house to get more duct tape, while the girls teased and tickled him.
Tom came out with a few rolls and they began their work. They un tied his hands and with force held them as they taped them to his sides, wrapping more and more duct tape around him. There was no way he was getting out any time soon. After a few more hours the college students got bored went back inside, leaving the John taped to the pole, but not before leaving a not on him to explain everything to his mom. John was bound so tight now, that he could only move his neck and head, and dreading what would happen to him. Soon he drifted off to sleep. He woke up some time when it was still dark with a strong urge to use the toilet, but as he was still trapped, his body eventually gave in and he used the diaper. When John woke up next there was a car pulling into the driveway. After a few minutes his mom ran out to the yard and over to him. She read the note then started cutting him free. When he was free she told him to change his underwear, put his shortalls back on (for embarrassment) and they were going shopping for supplies for things for him. She told him that when he wanted to be tied up, she would do it, so it would be safeÖ.
|Comments:||Hi my name is zero well my nickname is zero i should say and i have no idea how i got it well anyway this story happened to me last year on halloween hope you enjoy.
i had just got home from work to see a not on the table that said "Gone to a party be bay soon P.S. i sleeping over tonight love T" T is my g/f. Well i looked at the clock it was a little after 10 do i deside to do a little bit a self bondage so i ran around getting all of my equiptment and started thing i wana make this more fun. i looked in T's bag to see a french maid costume and everything i would need for it and i thought to my self im going to crossdress and do self bondage. (i have been into self bondage and crossdressing for about 4 years) So i began to get ready i slipped on my chasity belt and started to get dressed. Befor long i was a French maid i as wearing a stuffed bra, frilly panties, thigh high fishnets, knee high boots, the maid dress, make up, and a wig. Soon i was ready for my self bondage i got everything together i had handcuffs, anklecuffs, 3 small coils a rope, my favorite collar with its short chain, and bondage mitts(bad idea with the bondage mitts). I then set up the ice timmer with about 5 ice cubes. Then i began getting ready i locked my collar around my neck and pad locked it shut then i locked my ankel cuffs on and locked my chain to the collar and the end of the chain to the leg of my bed giving me very little movement. So i had the 1 coil of rope tied around the chain of the ankle cuffs and around the chain of the hand cuffs that lay behind me then i the 2 other coils of rope around my thighs to told my arms inplace. I then grabbed my ball gag and locked it on with pad lock and then i grabbed my bondage mitts and got the first one on with no problem and the second with some trouble and locked them intoplace.(my bondage mitts are old ones and due to there age that have some give) now i was ready for the cuffs i slipped my hands through the thigh ropes and mannaged to get the cuffs locked on. I tested my bonds and they work alot better than i thought. it was 11 when i was fully bound and sence i know T she wouldnt be home to very late so i began to struggle and I fell over because i was squating in 6in heels so now i was on my side it was about 2 hours and the keys dropped.(the ice melted fast because i forgot i had turned up the heat)
i i then inched myself over to the keyring and started to think how i was going to grab them but i couldnt use my feet because they were in boots, i couldnt use my mouth because of the ball gag, and i couldnt use my hand because of the bondage mitts i thought to myself you idiot i was stuck there untill T came to my house. It was around 4 am when T came home she always called by my nickname unless she was pissed at me. She called again and i just stayed quite and then she walked into my room and saw me there in her maaid costume she said what the hell happened to you and she said she wanted to truth and she unlocked my ball gag and i spilled the whole thing. Well she was really pissed at me but in a way she was also very arroused by it but, that didnt stop her from showing how pissed she was. She said that sence i like crossdressing and bondage so much i can stay like that for a little while she told me not to me and started to laught she came back about a halfhour later with a pair a panties that were soaked and dirty and she shoved them into my mouth and put the ball gag back in and told me to enjoy she told me she had pissed in them and she wore them to the gym earlyer. about a hour later she undid all my bondage but, she kept my collar on me and locked the collar to the zipper on the dress and she made me keep everything else on untill the next moring. After that night she said that i will have to be her slave untill she sees fit other wise she will have to let everyone hear the tape of me confessing about my bondage and crossdressing.
Well there it is i hoped you liked it i ahevmore stories if you would like to hear them just leave a comment.
|Comments:||Thanks I'll take a look at that:)|
|Comments:||Here look at this http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/9361/website!|
|Comments:||I have a question. I see that a lot of people here know how to do it, but how does one tie their elbows together. And if you use a cinch knot (I think that's what it is "cinch" something) how do I do one of those because I don't even know how to do the cinch knot. Thanx for your help:)|
|Comments:||OK, Jen and I after reading the last post decided that we were going to play that round again this weekend so I will let you know what happens
|E-mail address:||I am @ self bondage stories, but may not be back|
|Favorite Position:||Sitting at the computer|
|Comments:||Dear Stuck and Jen,
this is such a bore,
just wondering when
you'll tell of each chore
you did hogtied, then,
tell me what is the score.
And if it is true
that you really forgot,
you know what to do,
don't say you can not,
tight hogties for you
as you work quite a lot.
So please Jen and Stuck,
don't let your site die,
and don't pass the buck,
and then wonder why,
I wish you good luck
if you give it a try.
|Comments:||Ok now that Our shop is up and running I have a little more time on my hands but I unfortunately forgot all about the stupid last round.
|Comments:||Ok im sorry i know a few days ago I said tomorrow for sure but i havnt really been on my comp lately but I will try my hardest to post tomorrw.|
|Comments:||Hey Stuck! If you don't tell us what happened soon, you'll forget and you'll have to do it all over again!|
|Comments:||sure tomorrow for sure!!!|
|Comments:||sure tomorrow for sure!!!|
|Comments:||Hey stuck, any chance of getting a update sometime soon?|
|Comments:||Wow I'm sorry me or Jen havnt posted anything lately but we have been working on starting our own business. But boy do I have a funny sotry for you but it will have to wait because I'm extremly tired right now
|Comments:||Please come and post your stories while cross dressing and in bondage at my book
|Comments:||That was a very interesting game thank you, I am going to write the report later because we are getting ready to go to a party.
|Comments:||Rhymer...that sounds a little too challenging. The race to find the keys is one thing, but a laundry list of stuff to do seems a bit much. I would get tired this game after awhile.
I think a better game would be to find the keys and the one who gets free first tops the loser until he/she becomes bored and lets them go.
|Comments:||I had two games, The Race and Household Chores but accidentally wrote The Race of Household Chores, which it turns out is not a bad name either.
This is the most complicated game of strategy I could come up with. The key both to winning and creating the most interesting and exciting game lies in the list of chores you will write. I hope you will use your imaginations to come up with challenging tasks.
I hope you have fun and tell us about it!
Before the game, each should hide the key to what will be the otherís padlock at some distance from where you will start the game. Make a list of things you want your opponent to do while tightly hogtied. The only restrictions are that it be safe and possible to do everything listed and that it can be verified after the fact that each item on the list was done. Make sure that everything needed will be within reach of someone lying on the floor, anywhere in the house. Do not let your opponent see it or know how many chores are on the list. On another piece of paper, write any one of the following: 1. Kiss my feet. 2. Tickle my feet. 3. Put my shoes in the nearest closet. Wear a pair of slip-on shoes with the list inside one of the shoes and the special order in the other. Remember which one is inside each shoe.
I think you are already using a hogtie technique that requires you to pull your hands and feet as far apart as possible to tighten up the cinch on the wrist coil to the point that you canít get your hands free. Instruct each other to use this method in a way that bends the knees about 90 degrees when the feet are at their greatest distance from the hands. Then tell each other to wind the slack around the ankle cinch until the hands are touching the feet, and then padlock everything in place. When done, you will gain a few inches between hands and feet when the padlock is released, but probably still not be able to get free.
Take turns taking off your partnerís shoes to retrieve the list of things to do. If the first shoe you take off contains the list of chores, you do not have to do the special order. If the first shoe you take off contains the special order, you have to do it before starting the chores. The race to do the chores doesnít start until all shoes are off, notes are read, and special orders done.
If any chore is on both playersí lists, the one who does it first announces that it was done and gives another task for the other to do instead. If you think any chore is impossible, you may challenge the one who wrote it to do it, provided that neither has reached the padlock key yet. The winner of the challenge is told where their key is.
When done, call your opponent to verify that everything is completed. The one who is summoned must immediately drop everything (literally) to see the work and tell where the key is hidden, then return to the chores. The other proceeds to get the key and open the padlock. If called, this person must also drop everything to verify the work and tell where the key is, regardless of whether or not their own key has been used. If you find your key before finishing your chores you are allowed to use it but can not be released and called the winner until all the chores are also done.
Once you have finished your chores and used the key, you can probably move twice as fast as your partner. Go to him or her and demand to be untied. You must touch your opponent before he or she is required to help you. Once free, watch as he or she finishes the chores, and do not tell where the key is hidden. When the chores are done, the winner applies a gag and blindfold and gives verbal instructions that eventually lead to the padlock key. When the key is found the loserís padlock and blindfold are removed. The winner walks and the loser squirms into the computer room, where the winner writes the report for this dreambook as the loser waits patiently to be freed. When the winner posts the report, he or she unties the loserís hands so the loser can write a report. The loserís feet are not untied until the report is posted.
If both had time to get and use their key before being touched by their partially freed partner, the round is tied but the one who finished the chores first has earned the right to be freed first. When the first one free finishes writing his or her report, the other playerís hands are untied for writing the report while the feet remain tied.
When you write your reports, include the text of both lists. This will help in thinking up new games.
As in the other games, if someone finds a way to untie himself or herself without a tool, he or she wins on the spot. If you have won and your partner is required to help you get free but can not do so within an hour, wait for him or her to finish the remaining chores before going for the knife.
|Name:||stuckidiot / jen|
|Comments:||1. The negotiations were not very interesting I myself was acually hopeing that Jen would offer something funny or entertaining but nothing like that happened.
2. tieing our elbows was not really that hard I just made a coil that both elbows would fit in and put a cinch noose in the middle before I put my elbows in I shut the end of the noose in the door then put my elbows in and pulled tight. Getting out was another story we stayed like that for at least an hour trying to get free.
3. Shit yeah it was hard for me to move with stuck and I tied together. Especially since I couldnt talk and stuck couldnt see. I'm guessing that it took approxamately 2 hours to find the knife.
4. And sure that sounds like an interesting game but what else do you have for us?
|Comments:||OK...but first let me say I am now convinced that you did not cheat and had no intention of cheating.
I got the impression that you did not tell him in advance that you were going for payback. However, I would guess that it was not a big surprize, and that ultimately he thought it acceptable. Now, as long as whoever is not tied up takes good care of the other's health and safety, opportunism and payback make the games more interesting. I like it being part of the game, although it means that you better have an agreement before setting your opponent free or you could be tied up for another day.
I never should have brought up the idea of counting that as a win for you, when this was intended to be a cooperative game with no winner or loser. At first I thought you deserved to win a round for taking the initiative, but then I thought that really wouldn't be fair to Stuck. In my clumsy way I tried to ask what you and he think of this. You are taking the most ethical position that this should not count toward the final score.
So, I hope it's clear now. I don't think either of you tried to cheat!
If my calculations are correct, Stuck is leading 3-2 at this point.
There have been a lot of questions over the last month that went unanswered!
1. McKenzie and I want details on how the negotiations went when you were both hogtied before agreeing to have a race for the knife.
2. You and Stuck said you could not type after self-tying your elbows. How hard was it to tie and get out of?
3. I would really like to hear from both of you after a round. For example, did having Stuck attached to you make it a lot harder to get to the knife, and how long do you think it took to reach?
4. I offered you a choice of games for the next round. Would you like to play The Race of Household Chores next?
|Comments:||Dont worry about it no harm done I still really dont think it should count I just want to know why yo think i cheated|
|Comments:||Sounds like I hurt your feelings. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.|
|Comments:||I agree...I just reread and I do not think Jen cheated. It is every man for himself in this game.
Hey Jen, give us some more details on the Sept 21st game. I was curious on the "negotiations" part when you were trying to get Stuck to untie you (and vice versa).
|Comments:||In My personal opinion I do not think that this should count as part of the final score in the game And I really dont understand why you think i cheated but whatever
The reason that I tightened stucks bonds was just for fun thats payback for him!!!
|Comments:||Also, during the table conferences or negotiations. If the bound person was gagged, he/she could only answer yes or no questions and sometimes the unbound person would ask complicated questions on purpose to confuse and trap the bound person into more bondage time or agreeing to something they would not normally agree it. Frustrating, but fun too.|
|Comments:||Stuck and Jen,
Here is a game that myself and the ex often played. We called it "tie up time". We agreed that both of us had to spend at least 8 hours a month in bondage.
The rules were the person that was bound was: hands tied, feet tied, tied to an object or hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and nude. Eventually we dropped the blindfolded requirement I was not into that but she was. We actually dropped it during one of our "tied up" negotiations.
Sometimes, we had "conferences" at the table were one of us was tied up to a chair at the dining room table and the other was not and we would "negotiate" chores or other things we wanted the bound person to do (or not do in some cases). I managed to get rid of the blindfold requirement when she had me tied at the table and I promised to do her bondage time for that month.
Also, before a "conference", the bound partner had win the right to be ungagged for the conference, usually by chores or sexual favors or whatever. Each partner took a turn being bound at the conference.
Also, being good at tying was a requirement as well. We agreed that if the tied person ever got free, the other person who have to serve ALL of the time remaining for the bound person to serve for that month. I was able only to get free a few times, but she got free pretty often (sometimes, I wanted her too). But she never really wanted me to get free at all.
Anyway, we did some self bondage but mostly one tying the other. I can share stories from both if the group likes.
|Comments:||Hi, Jen, and welcome back.
To refresh your memory, please reread Stuck's report on September 27 and answer my questions of September 28. As I mentioned at that time, you took a cooperative game and turned it into a competitive game. I was impressed by this, and considered declaring you the winner, but Stuck could argue that you broke the rules and should not be rewarded for cheating. Both points are valid, and I will rule in favor of whoever presents a more persuasive and entertaining case. The burden of proof should be on you, though.
A very important question is why did you tighten Stuck's bondage and leave him there for a day?
Was Stuck right in saying that it took an hour to go the first foot? How would he know if he was blindfolded and you were gagged? How long did it take from the start of your game till you cut yourself loose?
Sorry to hear about your PC...viruses suck all kinds of ass.
Anyway, when Jen posts her story, be sure to have her answer questions like:
What did you tell her/offer her or whatever to get her to untie hyou?
Did she try to convince you to untie her?
Was there any "bartering" of any kind in the "negotiations"?
I am referring to the Sept 21st post when you and her self tied and then tightened each others ropes and then raced for the knife.
|Comments:||Ok Now that all of the bugs are worked out I will reply to all of the old posts
to: McKenzie Yes we have played in the nude before and we acually have had sex while tied once before. Yes we do play theese types of games quite often. Any other questions you have I will be happy to answer
to: Rhymer I will let Jen post her story tonight when she gets back.
|Comments:||For anyone who has a livejournal, I've created a livejournal self bondage community (seemingly the first). Please join it if you have a LJ.
|Comments:||Wow! now that my stupid computer is back up I can reply to all of the posts thank you so much for posting and I'm very sorry that I couldnt do this before but I had a virus and my computer needed to be taken to the shop, unfortunately i did not have the money to pay to get it fixed so I had to wait, anyways I'm very tired and promise I will reply to your posts by wednesday!
|Comments:||Rhymer, thanks for the info.
Jen and Stuck, do you ever play in the nude or try have sex while both of you are tied?
|Comments:||Thank you McKenzie! As a distant participant in these games, I didn't want to rush them, but I'm glad you did.
Here's a little background, in case you and others missed it. Shortly after this dreambook opened, I observed that on other true story sites there are many examples where two people watch a movie where someone gets tied up, which leads to a discussion of how lame the bondage was and ends up with a bet that one can or can not tie up the other so escape is impossible within a given amount of time. That's obviously a sucker's bet.
A much more interesting bet occurs if you say "I bet I can tell you how to tie yourself up so well you can't get free in a certain amount of time".
Stuck and Jen loved the idea and asked me to set all the rules. I agreed on condition that they write reports on how the games went. Most of the rounds of this game are still visible here, so you can see how it is evolving. Since both know how and are willing to tie themselves inescapably, I have been giving them things to do while bound. Getting free first without using a knife always wins, but I guess each makes sure the other does a good job of self bondage.
Your move, Stuck and Jen!
|Comments:||Whoops! Messed up last post. What I meant to say was what did Stuck tell Jen/offer Jen or whatever to get her to untie Stuck?
|Comments:||Hey Stuck and Jen...referring to your post on the 9/21, you both self tied and then tightened each others bonds and then Stuck tried to convince Jen to untie him.
What did you tell her/offer her or whatever to get her to untie her?
Did she try to convince you to untie her?
Have you two played this game before and one got free without the knife or one agreed to untie the other?
Just curious and please do more games...
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