My mission didn't go to plan. I was quickly captured by my enemy and bound. Now I must await a prisoner exchange...that is if my superiors want me back

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Do you have any good candidates for FAQ?

For some reason, the most frequently asked question is "Are you male or female?" 😁

Some questions (e.g. rope bondage) are answered in the forum, so basically only links are needed.

Other candidates:

- copyright claims
- how and when "it" began
- wearing pantyhose in public
- statistics

I came across this article a few days ago, courtesy of Japan, arguably the world's x-dressing capital. Very interesting, and it makes me want to dress up 😉

Here's the link (pictures included): http://en.rocketnews24.com/2012/11/03/16...ssdresser/


16 Things I Learned From Dressing in Drag: Confessions of a One-night Crossdresser

There are all kinds of men in the world, but I have arbitrarily decided that the kind of man that wants to try wearing women’s clothes at least once in his life are in the majority. I’m not talking about becoming a cross-dresser for life, but most guys would like to see what it’s like to go around in a dress at least for a little bit, right?

I am one of those men! In my 33 years on this earth, I have long thought that just once, I would like to proudly declare my desire to dress like a woman, and at long last, I seized my opportunity this Halloween to girl it up, and as a result I learned 16 things that men would never know unless they walked a mile in a woman’s shoes.

1. Being told you are pretty or cute is cause for extreme happiness
Everyone likes to be complimented on their appearance, regardless of gender. Although you might make a modest show of refusing the compliment, on the inside, you feel like jumping for joy.

So, guys, if you know it is going to make a gal feel this way, why not shower her with compliments? I’m going to make an effort to do so in the future. It’s such a simple thing and it will give the lady such unadulterated happiness!


2. Being called a tranny, gross, or called out as a man is really upsetting
While being complimented is quite nice, on the flip side, being called ugly or a tranny or a dirty old man is upsetting. I laughed it off, but inside, I felt like crying.

Another big shock was hearing passersby comment on our group of three dragsters, loud enough for us to hear. That was hurtful. If you have to say something, fine, but couldn’t you at least lower your voice?


3. Dealing with leg and armpit hair is more problematic than I imagined
I decided to go with some cute fishnet stocking, but the sight of my leg hair sticking out from the holes in the fabric hedgehog-like really upset my fashion sense, so I decided to give shaving my legs and armpits a shot and discovered what a complex operation it is.

I slathered on shaving cream and went at the hair with a disposable razor, rinsing it off in a bucket of water between strokes. This went on and on, until I’d gotten every last strand of hair, a process that took almost 2 hours! I can’t believe women have to do this every time their hair grows in…


4. There is a compulsive need to check a mirror to see if your hair and makeup look OK
Of course, I had makeup and a wig on, but I was constantly wondering whether the makeup had gotten smudged or the hair was out of place. I would try to catch a glimpse while on the escalator or on the screen of my iPhone as I turned it off.

Has my makeup come off? Is my lipstick all right? Is my hair getting tangled…? Whether you are wiping away a bit of sweat, blowing your nose, getting something to eat, or taking a drink, you have to think about all these things. I finally understood why women are always sneaking glances at their compact.


5. High heels are seriously hard to walk in
If you want to be sexy, high heels are the way to go, but when I put on a pair and tried walking down the street, I very nearly ended up on my face! Even places that looked perfectly flat were actually more like crumbling cobblestones. It was like some fiendish punishment designed to torture!

After a little bit of practice, I was able to move about, but my feet were nearly at the limit of their capacity for pain. My toes were all scrunched up in the toe of the shoe and running would have been a complete impossibility. I couldn’t even keep up with an average walking speed. So, gentlemen, if you are escorting a lady, be sure to moderate your pace.


6. “Nice sandals” are amazing
OK, so the heels were just too painful, so later I went to a women’s shoe store to look for something else. Something that was feminine but would still allow me to walk at a fairly brisk pace. And what I found was a nice pair of nice sandals.

This is actually what they are called in Japan: “nice sandals”, or sometimes “office sandals.” They are actually meant to be worn inside, but you can also wear them out if you are so inclined. They were great! Even if I wasn’t dressing as a woman, I would want to wear these.


7. Going out during the day to take the train was embarrassing
You know how if you are at a graveyard and the sun starts to set, the atmosphere totally changes and you get that feeling that you really shouldn’t be here right now? Yeah, going out in drag during the day kind of feels like that.

On the streets of Tokyo, people might think “Here comes a weird tranny” and give you a sideways look, but they will largely ignore you. On the train, though, there is a real lack of entertainment, so you can expect to get stared at and receive some double-takes. I tried to stand by the wall as much as possible and look inconspicuous, but it was fairly embarrassing.


8. Nighttime feels much safer, as do gay districts like Shinjuku Nichome
Whether you are gay or in drag (or both), you are bound to let out a sigh of relief entering the bounds of a place like Nichome. It suddenly feels much safer and friendlier. In fact, without really even thinking about it, you naturally make eye contact with passing comrades in drag to say hello.

While on the train I was fidgety and uncomfortable, I felt right at home in Nichome. It’s really a friendly place for everyone.


9. You just feel kinder
I’m beginning to think the answer to world peace is to just have everyone dress as women. Somehow, when you put on a dress, you just feel a bit kinder. It’s like your pupils dilate and any aggressive urges just pass.

Even just trying for more feminine movements and tone of voice makes you immediately feel like your male sense of self disappearing and you are becoming someone else. You might call it a drag “trip” in the drug sense, because it kind of affects your body in the same way.


10. It’s more than just the clothes
You might think that getting feminine airs is as easy as putting on a dress and a wig, but it turns out there’s a lot more to it.

Even something as simple as the word “I” is different from males to females in Japanese, so I had to constantly think about how to refer to myself. Or sometimes, I would sit down in what I thought was a ladylike way, only to find my knees popping open. Or my walk would get very bowlegged if I wasn’t paying attention. There’s just so much to think about! Femininity is hard.


11. Going out without makeup is unthinkable!
This is something else I never really understood before. Why are women always so loathe to be seen without their makeup? Now I know it’s because the makeup is a disguise. In the instant that my makeup failed me, the 33-year-old man dressed in drag would be revealed, and I definitely didn’t want that.

And it’s not just a makeup-free face women are afraid to show. They don’t want to be seen really chowing down on something either, for example. In short, they don’t want to show anything less than a completely put together, prepared face to the world, and I totally get that now.


12. Japanese photo booths are awesome, but possibly soul crushing
Taking pictures in general is fun, but Japanese photo booths are in a whole new category of enjoyment. You can make your eyes bigger, your skin whiter, even erase wrinkles! And of course, add all kinds of cute embellishments. We found one of these dream machines in Nichome and decided to give it a try.

But even on the highest setting for retouching, you could still catch a whiff of tranny about me! I thought it would be the most adorable photo of me ever taken, but I was shocked and disappointed to see an old man dressed in drag.


13. Deciding which public toilet to use requires some courage
Dressed like a woman, but actually a man. So which restroom to use? Of course, as a man, I didn’t feel like I could use the women’s toilet, but I didn’t feel really comfortable just strolling into the men’s either.

It would probably shock the other patrons, and besides that, being in a feminine state of mind, I didn’t really want to use the men’s room! In the end, I decided to use a unisex bathroom at the convenience store. Thank god for those!


14. Much like Cinderella, midnight brings a transformation: facial hair
Somewhere I heard that a man’s facial hair grows at 10 a.m., so I was sure to get a clean shave after that. But by the time evening rolled around, I was aeady sporting a aptly named 5 o’clock shadow. Seeing it the mirror was something of a shock and the first thing I thought was perhaps it was time to call it a night.

Reflecting on that experience, the second time I dressed as a woman, I plucked out my beard using tweezers. It took more than 2 hours to get all of those pesky hairs, but then I could be sure I was hair-free for a least a couple of days, with no Cinderella beard to bring an early end to festivities.


15. When someone says they thought you were a woman, it sends shivers of pleasure up your spine
Being told you are pretty or cute is nice, but the queen of compliments is being told you are a convincing woman. Even more than if a woman says it, if a man says it, you are likely to be so pleased you respond with, “Really? You can touch my breasts if you want!”

I want to look even more feminine, even more beautiful. I want to think of myself not as a man in drag, but as a beautiful woman. What if I spent more on cosmetics? Gradually, you begin to think about these things more.


16. After dress up time is over, you feel empty
Dressing as a woman was unexpectedly intoxicating, but I couldn’t stay like that forever. Going back to my usual self was kind of sad, though. I took off the makeup, removed the wig, traded my dress for my usual men’s clothes, and thought, “Well, that’s that.”

It was rather dreary to look in the mirror and find the usual boring face reflected back at me. I almost wanted to cry. So if on the street one night you should happen to meet a man in drag, so long as he isn’t doing anything bad, please just let him be.

48 year old bondage and spandex fan, been into this stuff forever it seems. My sexuality began back in the '70s, the prime days of Lycra (I don't care for disco, but god do I miss that era sometimes...😋 )

Interesting thing about this blog is the similarities Like Ra and I seem to have - not only did I notice the post about "Perils of Batgirl" (I love the second of the stories!) but also "Nana to Kaoru", which I discovered about a year ago and instantly fell in love with. (What I wouldn't give for my own Nana!)

I've always been interested in Suspension scenes..  Thought I'd start a new thread.. if this should be moved into the regular Bondage Photos, then please do..  It's hard to find these kinds of photos in one place though.  There's been a discussion regarding self-bondage and suspension, but this is just for images.

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Hi
For leather heavy straps, I went to a horseshop.
The saddle belt are 1m20 of lenght average and quite cheap.

For connections, panic hooks, snaps, eye bolts, clamcleat ( to tighten rope )....
I waiting for them, I bought them in a boat shop.

Chains and more in every hardware store.

I like the sounds on these clips.

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Hi all

I m a belgian guy.
Like bondage a lot, tight.
Like to give and recieve.
A bit more giving.
Like some selfbondage.
Fetish for catsuits, boots,...

Now making some leather and rubber bondageequipement.
( sewing )

Not east tyo make it perfect without a person to fit it on
Ha ha

Love rope, leather restraints,....
Have quite some

Greets

I wore a typical wired egg vibrator under 5 layers of pantyhose to work. The feeling was amazing. The vibrations kept me both distracted and motivated at the same time.

It was not my first time wearing pantyhose to work but a first with a vibrator. I wore 2 layers of 5 toed pantyhose with penis sheath to work but I felt it wasn't enough. I also was jealous of women being able to wear pantyhose openly so today I wanted to feel like a woman wearing it.

Still in my 5 toed pantyhose from yesterday, showered and slept in it, I decided to add more layers today.

I recently knew of crossdressers tucking their male genitalia to look and feel more feminine. I did the same. In my penis sheath, I tucked my testicles up into my body and pulled my penis down and back as far as I could. I quickly don another layer of 5 toed pantyhose to secure the tuck. My pubic area was flat and smooth, I began to feel like I had no penis at all.

I then taped the egg vibrator at the tip of my tucked penis. The vibrator was in between my penis and anus, the sensitive part of our body. I then wore another pantyhose with sheath but thicker, about 200D. This pair has a longer sheath so I hid the vibrator controller in it, causing an illusion that I still 'had' a penis.

Finally the last pair to finish the job. It is half pantyhose, half knee stockings. The waist and thigh is 15D skintone and from the knee down it's 80D black stockings. I love it because it looks like I'm just wearing a pair of knee socks only to find out I can't take it off.

I brought extra batteries in case the vibrator weakens. It did during the early part of the day. The vibration power was about the same as a cellphone vibration.

I changed fresh batteries in and the power was massively intense. On it's lowest setting it has 3x the power of cellphone vibration. So strong that I kept it at that level for most of the time.

During work I often turn it on for minutes at a time. It was hard to keep a straight face while the vibrator is at work. I felt so aroused yet I can't cum cuz it would get very messy and awkward. The feeling of forcing yourself to orgasm yet at the same time stop yourself from it is very submissive. I felt like I'm my own slave.

A few times I accidentally knocked on the control knob and it hit the medium levels I almost squealed in shock. Sudden intense vibration went on and I can't turn it off immediately as the control was in my crotch. I had to hide then quickly turn it off through my jeans before being seen. Sometimes customers came while I'm still being vibrated, I had to endure the seemingly endless stimulation.

As the vibrator was so strong it is audible at higher levels, I was feeling embarrassed when I left my vibrator to medium-low in a noisy crowd, only to step into a quiet elevator with other people. I can clearly hear the bbbbzzzz so I doubt others would not notice it. I had to fake coughing to mask the noise. Felt so good and bad.

After work, I had to walk 10 minutes to the nearest bus stop for the trip home. I decided to make this walk the worst I have ever walked. I blasted the vibrator to max level and tried to do the walk. So stimulating I thought I would keel over and faint. My whole body was trembling, legs felt like jelly and shaking, breathing heavily and sweat profusely. So intense I almost cummed which was supposed to be extremely difficult due to my tucked penis. I was going to explode but still I had to look calm in public. After the walk I quickly went to a bathroom to turn it off.

One of the best days of my life. 😊

I bought a Darlex sleepsack a couple of months back, bought the option of locking zippers. Popular thought is that you can’t use these for self bondage, they are to escape proof.

I’ve had my wife lock me into the sack several times and to her surprise (and mine) escape is possible. Mind you she did leave the keys on the table beside the bed as escape still requires the unlocking of the zips before you can get out.

So the self bondage procedure

Getting into one of these sacks is easy... lock the top zip at the bottom of travel (this makes it slide one way ONLY) then use string to pull up the zip with your teeth. Fairly simple

But how to get out... well ... while struggling helplessly to reach the zipper at my neck it occurred to me to try and open the zipper at the bottom of sack (if only to cool down a bit). Hmmm that zipper can be reached by fingers with great effort or reached with you toe. With that zipper opened a bit you can get a foot out and sort of step out of the sack, the second zipper will slide up and join the first at your neck. But your then still half stuck with your arms in the sleeves ... simple rotate one arm then the other back and up to get both above your head. The sack will then slip off.