Self-bondage, fetish and children. How and when did it begin?

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And a quite weird and scary one. Posted on an anonymous board:

My cousin (gay) babysat for us when we were kids. He's six years older than my twin sister and I, and we're the oldest in our family of - at the time - four siblings.

Anyway, once he and his brother got fed up with our acting up while they were babysitting and so they used clothes line and tied us all up in different ways - they had watched cowboy shows - and left us scattered around the living room until my mother got home. I must have been 11. I think they gagged a couple of us lightly with socks, a new experience for me. I didn't think anything of it, except it was funny.

My mother came home and was hysterical and swore that she'd never let them over again. It blew over. Years later I found out it was the definite moment in my brother, who was 10 at the time. He has been seriously into bondage ever since. mainly as the top. I found out he was buying and trading slave women on the S&M black market, having them shipped to him in car trunks (I am not kidding here) and keeping them locked up in a trunk in his bedroom. My sister found out when she was cleaning his house and the trunk made a bumping noise - it was locked but the woman inside started yelling to get out. She wasn't freaking - it was all voluntary - she had to pee.

Anyway, the event that meant just a silly forgettable nothing to me was something my brother fantasized about and dwelled on and finally actualized in - obviously - elaborate and disgusting ways.


The gal was rather drugged up - pills - but insisted she was there by choice, and that she and others in the ring would go from place to place (supposedly things were vetted so they weren't killed or abused beyond agreements) with signed contracts involved. The look always was underground and seedy and done in a way to maintain the vibe of kidnapping, and the bondage and being kept locked up was part of it.

My sister didn't tell me about it for months, until after a mishap at the house. She said she never cleaned for him again. My brother, also a raging alcoholic, burned the house down and she was concerned someone was killed in the trunk. No one was there. She had decided not to call the cops based on what the girl (I mean woman but she was in her 20s) told her.

Like I said, disgusting. I didn't have anything to do with him after this business came up.

Two things - the strangeness of the bondage trigger in my brother, whether he's honest about it or not (I assume he is), and the shock of learning about this sort of human trafficking going on in the subculture of serious B&D. I don't believe for a second that these women are safe, of course, in any sense.

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I loved the scenes in James Bond films or TV detective shows where guys were tied up. Especially liked the end of "Goldfinger" where the pilot and crew of the plane are tied and gagged.

Fueled many a masturbatory fantasy. Would tie myself up and get myself off. Still have the fantasies, but I'm not into humiliating anyone. Just like getting tied up and gagged or doing it to another guy.

And this one comes from a lesbian girl:

I can't believe I'm finally admitting this but I had bondage fantasies as young as 7. I was so confused and had NO IDEA why I felt that way (esp since I was a girl) and had NO idea what masturbation was yet I would do it almost every night (even though I didn't technically "cum" there were always obvious "conclusions"). I would watch cartoons like the Ninja Turtles, Inspector Gadget, and even re-runs of He-Man which were full of bondage scenes and for some reason it would turn me on and I felt so weird. Disney movies were chalk full of great bondage porn and comic books too. Sometimes I would play tie-up games with the neighbor kids and I liked to be both tied up and doing the tying. It seemed like innocent child's play to everyone but I was such a sick little fuck that I ended up jerking off over it at night. Gawd.. *shakes head* I would even tie myself up sometimes and draw bondage cartoons (and threw them away after I was "done"). Here I was 11 years old, nowhere near sexual maturity and thinking I was a "perv".. well, just that one side of myself I denied even existed. I was never molested or beaten in any way, the kink literally came outta nowhere. Now I'm 30 and haven't tied myself up in years. The sleeping pills I take have lowered my sex drive to half what it was and I prefer it this way because the fantasies I would get became really fucked up. I can't even talk about them. I'm much smarter like this. Sex is such a distraction and I feel sorry for these S&M hipsters who spend all this money and time on dungeons and stuff. Get a life. Another strange thing is that even though I ONLY date woman and have never found men sexually attractive or ever wanted to be with one (or kiss one.. yuck) I would still get aroused when I saw them in bondage scenes. WTF does that make any sense?

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I used to put my Superman, Batman and Robin dolls in precarious situations, having them captured and tied up, usually stripped of their costume. The build up to the eventual stripping and bondage was mindblowing for me. I prolonged it deliberately to get more of a charge. I was barely in elementary school when I used to hide behind the chairs in the living room living out these scenarios. And there was nothing more thrilling than pulling my hero-dolls' shoes off, which is the earliest childhood ocurrence of my foot fetish. Making Robin go barefoot was such a pure and genuine thrill.

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Thank you for some more interesting experiences and storeys from some people.

The one about his brother getting 'delivered' people is bad though, no clear sense for safety or anything, which is why the sister was soo worried when their was the fire... And I can see their being a well used network like that but they went the wrong way about doing it personally... I know it will create a thrill for someone but then they are left alone for ages, and also what must it look like if any cops or anything see them tied up in the back seat of someone car 😉

Now then as for the one about the 'lesbian girl' well, I can relate to that a lot, when I started, I always had a small erdge to have a little 'play' but it did nothing really, as i was about 5-6 years before I hit pubity... but really this is a common thing for people who started early from what I can tell. Also for ages (until about 2 months ago) i also thought I was a 'perv' or a freak but I always knew that it was who I am, and I have always been taught to not change who I am.... Well, I did mainly think this was i was experimenting with stuff that i knew was not normal, but I did improve my sowing skills from doing it.

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Vintage bondage and vintage fetish. Sean Harper. Part VI. Kids and sacks

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t is nice to know I am not alone. Like many of you I started when I was about 6 or 7. There was an abandoned house down he street from my house. I was in it by myself one day and I had this idea. I wondered if I could hang my self by my cock and balls. With out thinking about it I went and found a length of rope a box and went in search of a place to tie the dope. It was over a pole in the basement. I took all my cloths of and stepped up onto the box on my tip toes. I tied one end of the rope around my C&B and put it over the pole. I continued to wrap the rope around until I came to the end. I tied it around my parts and there I stood on tip toes. I remember the feeling I got as I stood there. Then I tried to move my feet and the box flipped out from under me and I was hanging there about a foot of the floor. I had to grab the rope to keep from falling backwards. By now I was so excited that I had an organism hanging there. I had no idea what was happening as I was so frightened that someone would find my hanging there. I had stretched my little parts a very long way and they were hurting like nothing I had ever experienced in my short life. Every time I mover the rope cut in a bit more. After a number of tries I managed to get a toe on the box and was able to work it back to where I could stand on it again. I still had to hold onto the rope with one hand to keep from falling backwards. With my other hand I was able to untie the rope and let myself down. When I got the rope of my parts they were almost black. I have no Idea how long I had been hanging there but it had been long enough to cut the circulation of. I had no Idea what to do so I just put my cloths on and hid the rope and the box because I knew that I would be back again. And I was. That was nearly 55 years ago and I still love the feeling of something around my parts and having them stretched to the point that I think they will be ripped of me.

Bondage kinda started in early childhood, being the victim in games of cownboys and indians. However, selfbondage statrted around 12 or so ...

I'm so kinky I proabably tied myself up with my umbilical cord before even being born. LMAO

But seriously...I remember playing cowboys and indians having an extremely unusual effect on me even before I was 8. One girl that lived down the street was a bully and liked to wrestle me to the ground in the park and pin me under her. Looking back I have no doubt that it was foreplay.

There must be some kind of kink gene they havent discovered yet. Im positive I was this way my whole life.

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When I was around 8 or 9, I got my mitts on some old fantasy series of my mother's. I don't think she had ever read them, otherwise she would have moved them away from where I could get them. Any-who, the heroine of the story gets shackled up and ravished in the second book.......I damn near fainted. Haven't looked back since...

I also was fairly young when I started selfbondage. Only recently I found out what it is called and that others did the same thing. Its possible the Dennis Browne bar had something to do with it. Its a metal bar attached to baby shoes, an orthopedic brace. I remember the toy plastic handcuffs too. I would wrap myself up in sheets, there was a woven blanket that resembled a net that I would use. I did not have rope at the time so I used bicycle inner tubes to tie my self to a chair etc.

I was 7 when I started sefbondage. I would usually do that after school, when my grandmother would leave me to do homework (she lived literally next door and had a key, so it was always additional thrill of being caught if she decided to check on me). I would strip naked and tie myself to chair or to hogtie myself, though I had no idea of any bondage technics at all, and, naturally, no safe escape. My first orgasm happened at the age of 12, when I was struggling out of a hogtie (that was the only time when I used the plastic-insulated phone cord), it was a miracle that after two or three hours I managed to escape minutes before parents returned... Later, when I was 15-16, together with two of my neighbor boys we discovered our first gay fun, and bondage and domination of two over one was always a part of game. I was in a wrestling team, so in order of being overcome by two friends, I tied my feet and legs, and finally, sweaty and exhausted, I'd been subdued by friends with my hands tied in the back, and had to suck them both. At the same time I had girlfriend, she never allowed to tie herself, but enjoyed having me tied. We even played "discovery" of me tied, when I would have myself bondaged, and she would enter the appartment. Years later, with Internet available, I immediately found bondage sites and since then my selfbondage practice became safer and better prepared. Unfortunately, there is not much of bondage in my sex life with wife, but we enjoy other kinds of kink 😊

I remember being happy it was my turn to be tied up to a tree back when I couldn't have been more than 10. Somewhere back around the same time I remember going to summer camp and the bigger kids were locking other kids in lockers. I must have gone off into sub-space of some sort, because I just went quiet and zoned out while I was in there. They let me out an hour later saying they'd forgotten I was in there I was so quiet about it.

Remember tying myself up to some bunkbeds that I must have had when I was ten or twelve or something like that. And tying myself up as a teenager boy growing up in the house.

So yeah, some of this stuff goes back awhile with me.

One interesting thing is that I doubt I'd seen any bondage porn back in the little small town I grew up in. The sort of damsel in distress type of tvs and movies I remember exciting me, but I didn't come across bondage porn until long after I'd started doing this stuff. That's all internet age with me. I don't remember having printed bondage porn around before that.

That's kinda what got me thinking about this, which came first, watching bondage porn or me wanting to be tied up? These days, it works usually as porn inspiring thoughts of self-bondage. But when I think back, it was the wanting to be tied and playing with self-bondage that came long before I ever saw any pictures of naked ladies tied up.

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I was twelve when I started actively tying myself up, though I had a fondness for getting myself trapped in situations I'd have to get rescued from before that (getting stuck between my bunk bed and my wall, sticking my head through various fences and what not...)

I can't recall the age, but I have fairly early childhood memories of putting my wrists and ankles through dive rings in my swimming pool and thrashing/spinning about with the fantasy that I couldn't get out of them (I was a strong swimmer and knew how to float, so it was more the fantasy than any real danger).

Amusingly, my mom walked in on me during one of my first intense self-bondage sessions and said "you're not getting into bondage, are you?!?" (Turns out my late uncle was pretty active in the gay scene in San Francisco in the 70's-80's) Of course I had to know what this forbidden thing was, so I headed to the internet, found my first bondage porn sites, and have been a happy bondage slut ever since. I'll always be grateful to my mom for letting me know there was a term for my kink 😊

When I was 10 a older female cousin wanted to Tie me to a tree. So I thought it was a game or something. She tied me up with my wrists around the tree behind my back. Then she proceeded to pull my pants and underwear down. She laughed and thought it was a good joke. I was scared and then she left me like that. She returned about an hour later with about 4 of her friends and they all made fun of me. It was scary and yet very pleasurable at the same time. I have very vivid memories of that day. And they did notice that I had different parts than they did. They all wanted to get a better look. And one brave girl wanted to touch my thing. She did and it got bigger. Then they all wanted to touch it. They finally let me go but I was branded that weird kid. I got to return the favor to one of the girls later that year and we took turns with each other all that summer.

I can't remember exactly when I started, but it had to have been around age 5 or 6. At age five, I remember being very interested in the scene from "Peter Pan" starring Mary Martin (1960) where Wendy and the Lost Boys are captured by the pirates, each having a rag stuffed in their mouth as they are carried off the set. Shortly after that, I started experimenting with gagging myself, every once in awhile, trying to restrain my hands or arms. A few times, I would get a friend or two to play with me, and we would take turns, but for the most part, I was on my own.

It wasn't until I was about 16 and had unsupervised access to the Internet that I discovered that bondage and self-bondage were much more popular than I had ever imagined.

I was about 9 when I started self binding.

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Loved to be tied up when we played cowboys and indians when I was about 10, I now do self bondage cam shows and teach ice block release techniques LOL

I remember at a very young age (5-6) finding magic shows where the female assistant or magician would get tied or chained up in a box very exciting but was too young to 'understand' the emotion, by the time I was 11 I would be disappointed if no one got tied up or locked in a box! never had the urge to become a magician, except when my fantasies started to evolve sexually and then, the magician role was only to explain the bondage and willing participants!

Funny how you think you are the only person who feels like this isn't it?

I guess it started around 10 maybe - I don't recall precisely. I always loved being the prisoner in 'capture and interrogate'-type games, and I made my friend tie me up too many times to count. I also started tying myself when he wasn't around. I had a creative-building sort of toy that involved memory wires covered with thick foam, and used those so often they got permanent kinks (ha!) in them. I grew afraid that my mother would realize that I liked playing these games, though - I knew I wasn't 'supposed' to like them quite the way I did - so it stopped until highschool. Then at a ren fair once a friend tied my wrists with a scarf as a joke and led me around like that, and set it all off again. Now I've got a bag of rope under the bed. 😉

Started at age 7 or 8.
I had a pair of handcuffs i played with.since then I always enjoyed the feeling of being bound.
At the start of hitting puberty I masturbated, thinking of being bound, not knowing that this was bdsm fetish stuff...
Glad to hear that this seems to be "normal" . 😉

I would say I started a little later than you did, I would have been 12-13 roughly (a late starter yes I know) but it progressed what I thought pretty quickly. I stumbled across one of my older brothers "magazines" and saw some pictures of women tied up, well that got me curious as to why and how would it feel. I actually think I started using some old knee high socks I had. How silly and innocent that seems now 😊

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No jokes, I knew I liked being tied up from when I was about 3-4 years old! ^.^ I remember in my kindergarten, there was this large green net that was left there temporarily from some construction going on nearby. It was still clean and free of any dangerous debris, that I still made sure of 😉 Pretty much instinctively I climbed inside it and wrapped it around me as much and as tight as I could...! ♥
Since I discovered masturbation sometime before then too, I definitely knew this feeling was sexual, and just plain awesome o.o;
...all this was in a relatively private corner too, so no big worries of getting caught either. I stayed in there the entire recess, but I remember they took it away some days later TTvTT

Then basically I got up to all other sorts of kinky shenanigans, like wrapping myself up in the garden hose (sometimes imagining it was a snake trying to eat me O: ), strapping myself to my own bed with plastic hand-cuffs, tying myself to a rocking chair with twine (with only my hands free to get myself out again XD), all types of stuff! And I'm kinda proud of the fact that a lot of this was still in my pre-teen, even toddler years! ^w^

I started by myself when i was 11 and have never quit. I do it now under the supervision of my wife and Mistress as i tie myself so i cannot get out without help.

It's hard to say exactly when I started tying myself, but I had certainly been doing it for a long time by the time I was in my early teens - I would guess somewhere around 9 - 11 would have been the start, although I remember being fascinated by TV shows where people got tied up long before that.

I'm about the same, age wise. 9-10ish. Really liked getting tied up (or handcuffed with those cheap plastic cuffs we had as kids) when we played war or something like that. I experimented with different ways to tie my hands and ankles and just have kept doing it since then. Really want to expand my self bondage techniques and skills...just need to find time.

I really have no idea when or where my interest in self-bondage began. There are various signs that I was interested in bondage when I was as young as six years old, and possibly even younger. Come to think of it, I cannot recall a single occasion when I viewed swingset chains as completely innocuous and non-pervertible.