14 May 2023, 02:07
(This post was last modified: 14 May 2023, 04:29 by Peeklemeekle.)
So I just recently got this spandex "sleep sack" which zips shut on the back and has internal sleeves.
It's not exactly designed for "self" bondage but with a little extra effort I can make it work for self bondage. I start by zipping myself in with the zipper on the front, so that I can properly reach the zipper. I zip it mostly shut (leaving a few inches not zipped so I can stick my fingers through and unzip, since the zippers are only on the outside. I then shift it around myself so that the zipper is in the back as intended, and work my arms into the internal sleeves.
When I want to get out, it takes a bit of time and effort to wriggle my arms out of the internal sleeves. The spandex material is very stretchy and the size of the sack isn't super tight fitting since it's not custom made or anything which leaves some give that does allow me to slowly work my arms out of the internal sleeves, but it's a bit of a struggle and takes a bit of time.
So here's what happened and how I got caught in self bondage.
I left my house, and as I was leaving my roommate pulled in the driveway. I said I'd be back later tonight, and he said he was just popping in briefly right now and would also be back later.
Fast forward to after I got home, I totally forgot about this interaction. My roommate is the kind of roommate that's not home like 98% of the time, like even most nights he sleeps at his girlfriend's or a friend's place. So usually I don't have to think much about him being home cause he's just not.
So I decide to do a little self bondage. Put on a ball gag, fix some microfoam tape over my eyes as a blindfold, and get into my new spandex sleep sack. After laying on my bed like this for a little while enjoying my bondage, I hear the entrance door open. "Fuck... I forgot my roommate told me he was going to be back later tonight". And of course my bedroom door was wide open too, I hadn't closed it. So in a scrambled panic I start trying to get out as quickly as I can, but in doing so I made quite a bit of noise thrashing around, which made things even worse cause my roommate was concerned and came rushing into my room to find out what the noise was about. And there I am, just this sort of blue spandex mummy lying there before his eyes.
He started asking if I was okay, but of course with the ball gag I could not respond. He kept asking questions over the next 30-60 seconds as I tried to release myself, to which I still couldn't answer. Once I get myself out and the ball gag off, I explain that I'm completely fine and I did this to myself, that it's just a kinky thing. As much as I tried to apologize for him having to see that, He said he wasn't going to judge and more or less tried to normalize it, saying that it was fine and more people than you think have weird quirks or kinks, and he actually tried to apologize to me for interrupting what I was doing. But I told him that it was completely my fault, that he was rightly concerned and that my timing was poorly planned.
Anyways, we ended up chatting a little bit more about it and just ended up having a long conversation just hanging out and talking about life for like 3 hours over some wine. The crazy thing is that because this roommate is never home, we've never actually really hung out other than chatting for maybe 15 minutes - For the entire 8 months that he's been here. And then because he caught me doing some 'weird kinky shit' we end up chilling and talking over too much wine for 3 hours.
So in a weird way, it was kind of a nice turn of events. Of course being caught in the moment I felt extremely embarrassed. But in the end it turned out to be the reason I actually spent some quality time with my roommate for the first time. Crazy. Life can be weird like that.
It's not exactly designed for "self" bondage but with a little extra effort I can make it work for self bondage. I start by zipping myself in with the zipper on the front, so that I can properly reach the zipper. I zip it mostly shut (leaving a few inches not zipped so I can stick my fingers through and unzip, since the zippers are only on the outside. I then shift it around myself so that the zipper is in the back as intended, and work my arms into the internal sleeves.
When I want to get out, it takes a bit of time and effort to wriggle my arms out of the internal sleeves. The spandex material is very stretchy and the size of the sack isn't super tight fitting since it's not custom made or anything which leaves some give that does allow me to slowly work my arms out of the internal sleeves, but it's a bit of a struggle and takes a bit of time.
So here's what happened and how I got caught in self bondage.
I left my house, and as I was leaving my roommate pulled in the driveway. I said I'd be back later tonight, and he said he was just popping in briefly right now and would also be back later.
Fast forward to after I got home, I totally forgot about this interaction. My roommate is the kind of roommate that's not home like 98% of the time, like even most nights he sleeps at his girlfriend's or a friend's place. So usually I don't have to think much about him being home cause he's just not.
So I decide to do a little self bondage. Put on a ball gag, fix some microfoam tape over my eyes as a blindfold, and get into my new spandex sleep sack. After laying on my bed like this for a little while enjoying my bondage, I hear the entrance door open. "Fuck... I forgot my roommate told me he was going to be back later tonight". And of course my bedroom door was wide open too, I hadn't closed it. So in a scrambled panic I start trying to get out as quickly as I can, but in doing so I made quite a bit of noise thrashing around, which made things even worse cause my roommate was concerned and came rushing into my room to find out what the noise was about. And there I am, just this sort of blue spandex mummy lying there before his eyes.
He started asking if I was okay, but of course with the ball gag I could not respond. He kept asking questions over the next 30-60 seconds as I tried to release myself, to which I still couldn't answer. Once I get myself out and the ball gag off, I explain that I'm completely fine and I did this to myself, that it's just a kinky thing. As much as I tried to apologize for him having to see that, He said he wasn't going to judge and more or less tried to normalize it, saying that it was fine and more people than you think have weird quirks or kinks, and he actually tried to apologize to me for interrupting what I was doing. But I told him that it was completely my fault, that he was rightly concerned and that my timing was poorly planned.
Anyways, we ended up chatting a little bit more about it and just ended up having a long conversation just hanging out and talking about life for like 3 hours over some wine. The crazy thing is that because this roommate is never home, we've never actually really hung out other than chatting for maybe 15 minutes - For the entire 8 months that he's been here. And then because he caught me doing some 'weird kinky shit' we end up chilling and talking over too much wine for 3 hours.
So in a weird way, it was kind of a nice turn of events. Of course being caught in the moment I felt extremely embarrassed. But in the end it turned out to be the reason I actually spent some quality time with my roommate for the first time. Crazy. Life can be weird like that.
