My final session of this 'home alone' time and one I really wanted to take me over the edge…
Equipment:
70den open crotch nylon bodysuit with sheath
15den sheer bodysuit with closed crotch, built in hood, finger gloves and sheath (ultra sexy)
20den open crotch nylon bodysuit
20den sheer pantyhose
8 knee-highs
Large butt plug & Large dildo
High-heeled ankle boots
Black Lycra body
Rope
Condom
Wooden spreader bars
Digital timer
Mains powered vibrating egg
leg cuffs
Large ball for gag
SRD, laundry bag & ice cubes
The session:
One of my fantasies is to apply my self-bondage and then be ‘forced’ to endure stimulation that I have no control over – this usually takes the form of some kind of vibrator, but if challenging to get just right. My usual choice is a large mains powered massager (for sports injuries) but that is very bulky and can be too strong (early orgasm takes away the fun!). for this session I was test piloting an adapted ‘egg’ type vibrator, which I’ve converted from battery to transformed mains power (actually an old mobile phone charger).
The kit ready to go – says it all really, everything laid out and ready to be worn, inserted, used or fastened. I wanted to use the big dildo, but my ass wouldn’t relax enough (any suggestions?) and so I reverted to my butt-plug.
Legs spread – I’m dressed up in all my pantyhose, with the awesome feeling of full encasement ensuring I stayed aroused. My legs are spread wide and locked onto the spreader bar, which is firmly roped to the bed. The SRD is set up so that the ice cubes in the laundry bag anchor it to the spreader bar. I'm also gagged with 3 knee-highs aeady pulled over my head.
Cock and crotch bondage – I’ve placed a second, shorter, spreader bar underneath my upper thighs. Using rope I’ve then bound myself tightly to it and prevented my body from twisting too much. Naughty MJ has also used a thinner length of rope to indulge in some cock bondage - not too tight, but I find it very nice. I’ve also added a small, stiff, tube that fits tightly over the centre eye of the spreader bar under my thighs. This enables me to bind my cock in an erect position, snug against the tube. The final act is to slip the vibrating egg inside a knee-high and pull this snuggly down over my tightly bound cock…
Wrist ropes and cinch – my helplessness approaches. The wrist coils are passed through a cinch rope that is lopped to the headboard of my bed and then down to the SRD. My hands are double encased in knee-highs for extra helplessness meaning my hands are encased in 3 layers of slippery nylon, making every effort to bind (or free) myself a real challenge.
Pulling myself to helplessness (happiness?) – I pull the free end of the rope passing through the SRD, each tug brings the cinch around my wrist loops (aeady snug after twisting my wrists) tighter. The final pulls draw my helpless wrists upwards to the top beam of the bed. Now I’m utterly helpless until the ice melts.
The timer is teasing me – Ahhh! This is awfully good and agonisingly bad at the same time. The vibrator is not strong enough to really arouse me, but is strong enough to make me wish it was! My tests proved the vibrations would be very arousing, but relied on the egg being pressed very tightly against my cock. My helplessness effectively prevents me from correcting the position of the egg, which has slipped to one side, and so I can only suffer the frustration of the vibrations as they slowly cycle through their programmed tease. I’d set the timer so that I used all 10 of the programmes, 5 minutes apart with the first 5 cycles running for 1 minute only, the 6th for 2, 7th for 1 minute , 8th & 9th for 2 minutes and the 10th for a climax forcing 3 minutes.. or not in this case! My bondage lasted throughout the entire cycle (over an hour) and I was desperate for an orgasm by the end.
Freedom at last – the ice has melted enough to free the SRD. My first thoughts are not for escape from the ropes, but another sort of release that was denied me!
What went well?
My bondage position – so comfortable, so sexy, so helpless! This is a position I think I could keep up for many hours if I wanted to.
Multiple cameras – I think I’m starting to get the hang of using more than one camera, next step is to start editing the videos for sharing... that is if you want me to?????
What could be improved?
The teasing – it was so close to perfect it was painful (almost literally!) but I need to work on it a bit more. The vibration has to be either more powerful or held tighter against my cock.
Adding more elements to the tease – the vibration is great fun, but I wanted more, More, MORE! Not sure what yet, but will work on it. 😁
Dildo in ass – this is embarrassing . I really wanted the dildo up my ass, but NO WAY was it going to work and so I swapped to the butt plug. But during the session I know that the dildo would have been soooo much sexier 😇 . This is an problem I do suffer from – some days the beast slides in without any effort, but on others it doesn’t matter how much lube I use or how turned on I am it simply will not go in there. Now I’ve seen some of the HUGE plugs and dildos other people can get up their ass and mine is comparatively small… so what am I doing wrong? What might help?
So what does the self-bondage enthusiast do when they have a full day and night home alone and they’ve aeady indulged in some dramatic vacuum sessions? They treat themselves to an enema whilst helplessly bound, that’s what!
Equipment:
20den open crotch nylon bodysuit
20den sheer pantyhose
High-heeled ankle boots
8 knee-highs
Condom
Rope
wooden stool
Handcuffs
ball for gag
3 collars with d-rings
Black turtleneck Lycra body
Enema bag and tube, with clip
Enema butt-plug
Water
The session:
During my long break from SB fun there was one fantasy that, more than others, kept popping into my perverted thoughts and that was to ‘suffer’ an enema whilst bound. I don’t know why it was so frequently on my mind, but it was very high on my wish list and so, on impulse, I decided to ‘just do it’!
Getting set up – I was under no illusions that this session could get messy, so I only wore my oldest fetish gear and moved the location to the bathroom for ease of clean-up and closeness of toilet! I wore my old bodysuit, pantyhose, very old (and torn – look at the armpits) turtleneck Lycra body and knee-highs for the session. My enema plug is not the best (though it usually works) and needs to be held in place by either ropes or, as I did here, the crotch of a tight body. I added the boots as an ‘evil’ touch, intending to make it as difficult to get to the toilet as I could. What I didn’t capture on film was the enema set-up, which was a ‘simple’ (?!) arrangement that involved a ‘stay bound or suffer’ mechanism. The plan was that the enema tube would be held high enough to prevent any flow of fluid (warm water in this case) until I pulled the string to retrieve the handcuff keys – meaning my freedom came at the cost of 1.5l of enema flowing into my helpless body.
The frog-tied legs – as part of my plan I wanted to make my bondage both comfortable, but also difficult to quickly escape from making the thrill of a the enema inside me more challenging.
Binding myself to the stool – more rope, this time to wrap myself to the stool adding more delay to my escape and emphasising the peril of having a bowel full of enema, I will have to undo all of this to escape and I might be very desperate at that time! I’ve deliberately made escape as difficult as possible; every rope is wrapped around many times and knotted many times, my hands are sheathed in double layers of nylon making finger movement very difficult, wrist cuffs are tightly buckled in place, I’m gagged and my vision obscured by 4 layers of nylon. Even when I get the key in my fumbling hands escape will take some time… that’s the plan! My release rope is in place – it is a very long length of cord with the handcuff keys tied to the other end, looped up around the shower rail and trapping the enema pipe to prevent any flow until I pull it to gain my release.
Safety clamp off and ready to go – the enema will start to flow the moment I pull on my release string
Handcuffs in place – I needed to secure myself so that I couldn’t prevent the enema flow once it started. I closed one cuff around my chest rope which meant once the other cuff locked my wrists together I couldn’t reach the enema tube.
I finally gave in – the enema is flowing and I’m trying to recover the key.
Cuffs are off, but – This is weird, I’ve freed myself from the cuffs and can feel the first urgings of the enema deep inside me, but I want to stay bound for longer. The wrist coils, fiendishly slid under my waist rope, allow me to temporarily bind my wrists tightly to my back… this is sooooo nice I really don’t want to get free.
Got to go, got to get free – many minutes have passed and now I really do need to be free, my plan is working well and it takes a looooong few minutes to undo all the ropes and gain relief and release from this self-imposed predicament.
What went well?
The enema ran really well - I had no problems with air-locks, which have caused failure in the past.
Bent forwards over the stool was a great position – I was comfortable, very tightly bound (I must try the frog-tie more often, it’s rather nice) and the enema remained bearable for a surprisingly long time
What could be improved?
A better enema set-up – my gear is a very DIY and frequently prone to failure; however I don’t play often enough to spend a lot of money on replacing it. What could I do - any suggestions?
Better release of the enema and key – what I really wanted was to be utterly under the control of a remote timer that would release the enema first and then, sometime later, the key to my bondage. I don’t trust ice to work that reliably it might release the enema hours earlier then my key or the exact opposite. My set up sort of worked, but I was in too much control for it to really meet my fantasies. Again, I would ask for any suggestions in the area.
The enema size and content – so far I’ve always played it safe, using slightly warm water (boiled and then cooled) maybe with a bit of diluted salt, but nothing more exotic and only around 1.5l in total . Should I try using more fluid – what is safe, do I need to test my capacity first? Also, there are lots of enema recipes on the internet, but which ones really work for this kind of play? Do I need to experiment or are they all basically the same? Remember I’m not a masochist, nor into scat, all I want is the wonderfully helpless feeling of being filled and unable to stop it and then the thrill of those urges to be free but unable to move. Filling my bowels with something that will irritate me beyond comfort is not what I’m looking for here.
Camera angles – damn it all! I somehow managed to move out of shot and the images are not quite as good as I expected… must do better next time.
I hope you enjoyed my telling as much as I enjoyed the doing! 😁
...that's the title of a recent set on Amey's Flickr. This is the way yoga should be practiced, not in hideous yoga pants but in layers of nylon with high heels, full make-up and your '...ano penetrado por un pequeño vibrador'. That last item probably accounts for the expression on Amey's face in some of the pics... 😁
I was wondering if you guys had any suggestions for methods of self-bondage which would last long enough for me to fall asleep restrained/helpless but which leave me free by the time I wake up?
Today I learned a few things:
-- Rummaging your possessions blindfolded with hands in ducttape mittens is nigh impossible. Hands that can not feel shapes do not identify objects, such as pantyhose or pliers, and even less grab them.
-- Donning a zentai suit blindfolded is difficult, because you can't easily identify the orientation of the suit. It is even more difficult when your hands are in ducttape mittens.
-- Zentai zippers can become easily stuck.
-- Fixing such zipper blindfolded, gagged and with your hands in ducttape mittens from the inside said zentai suit is nigh impossible.
So yeah. I was wearing three zentai suits, and underneath some liberal application of ducttape (mouth, eyes, and hands tightly wrapped as fists).
Outcome: Two broken zippers, and a few hours of time that I didn't plan to spend tied up. It was a fun experience, but a sad thing about the suits.