Thank you Like Ra for us and, I hope, for the likera.com community.
Indeed, rare are places like ours that allow people to live their passions in the open without being judged and, for enthusiasts, to be safe during self-bondage. I hope that this will enable some of our members to live out their little fantasies during their holidays.
I'm taking the liberty of giving some details and examples of holiday rentals because that's how I think things should be understood and seen.
EXAMPLES AND EXPLANATIONS
Holidays + tourism + living as a woman (for those who like feminisation)
Between tourist outings, sport or other leisure activities, you can live in the outfit of your choice throughout the property and even have a meal or an aperitif with us WITHOUT being judged. You can even swim in a bodysuit or 2-piece swimming costume with us or on your own.
Holidays + tourism + secure self-bonding (with loan of equipment and scenarios)
Self-bondage enthusiasts can indulge their passion and try out experiments or challenges after, for example, going for a walk. We suggest that they let us know that they will be tying themselves up so that if we don't see them X hours later, we can go and rescue them (without any judgement on our part).
Holidays + tourism + latex or pantyhose or other outfits
Whatever the outfit, we don't mind! During their holiday, when they're staying at a gîte, people can wear whatever they like to wander around the park and grounds or to the swimming pool. They can even enjoy an aperitif with us wearing ....
Holidays + tourism + ABDL
It's possible for ABs or DLs to live in nappies 24 hours a day during their holidays and even to combine pseudo constraints such as sleeping tied up / wearing a padlocked romper / padlocked knickers. We can even serve a meal in an adult high chair.
VARIABLES AND GAMES + TESTS (free) which are offered during their holidays. 😋
- A 4x4 outing lasting an hour or two in a nappy / with tights under their clothes / as a woman / in .....
- An accompanied food shopping trip. The person can wear what they like as long as it is discreet. (Plug / tights / nappy / other...)
- A cycle outing on an electrically-assisted bicycle. You can wear what you like as long as it's discreet. (Plug / tights / nappy / other...)
- An URBEX outing with me to provide security and advice, or on your own if you just want some Urbex skills (you can change on the spot without any danger).
- We can keep the keys to the chastity devices for the duration of the stay.
- Testing the straitjacket. We put it on the person and they choose the duration or we suggest they decide with a die.
- An Espace Game on site. This is a sort of treasure hunt to be carried out with handcuffs or other restraints --> in the outfit that the person wants.
- One night, tied up on a bed. I tie the person up (in the outfit they want) and leave them there all night. If they prefer to do this on their own, that's possible, we simply lend the equipment and give advice.
- One night in a cage bed. We simply lend the equipment and give advice. If the person wishes, we can close the cage bed.
- Spankings are given by hand (by the gentleman) or with a spanking machine.
- We can take photos and videos if people wish.
IN PROGRESS and under study.
We plan to offer themed courses for 3 or 4 people, which will mean sharing the gîte as we only have ONE flat.
CONCLUSIONS
Nothing is free when you go on holiday, so YES we rent out our gîte (which is logical), but we also offer almost total freedom, as well as ‘friendly’ support and games or activities.
Prices are not exorbitant! From €450 to €530 a week --> (the price of a classic airbnb) for the gîte, except that this price includes the dungeon + the loan of equipment + the Love room + the grounds + the fitness trail + the swimming pool + the games and variables on offer.
And we're happy when our guests are having fun, enjoying themselves and living out their passions or fetishes, because that's our way of being and living. (We = my wife and I)
For those who can afford a holiday, all you have to do is dare.
DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS OR IDEAS?
Don't hesitate to ask any questions you may have on the forum, so that other members who may have the same questions can benefit from our answers.
And if you have any ideas, fantasies or fetishes that we haven't covered, please don't hesitate to talk about them.
Thank you Like Ra for us and perhaps the members who will be able to come thanks to you.
I'm looking for bimbofication files that are intended to have a real life impact. Urging me to go for larger boobs, more dramatic lips, wearing makeup more frequently, sluttier outfits, more natural submissiveness to cock. I don't mind dangerous.
But as an older trans woman who transitioned 15+ years ago, I already have (moderately sized) breast implants, (modest amounts of) lip filler, etc. And I was never into forced fem, etc. So most of the more well known files fall flat. I tried some of the Bambi files and they try to give me a virtual makeover I already have had one version of. Now, I'll need new implants soon (they don't last forever) and lip filler needs to be refreshed periodically. I want the confident bimbo voice in the back of my head pushing for bigger & sluttier.
Of course, the big market for this stuff is mostly cis men (and possibly people who don't want to acknowledge they aren't cis men).
I only discovered the whole hypnofetish thing a couple of years ago, and much more recently the bimbofication thing (ironically from a trans man). These forums seem to discuss the topic more intelligently than I have seen elsewhere, but am I even in the right place to get advice on finding/commissioning this?
I prefer female voices (men's voices are not persuasive to me)
The second and final video in the hotel room, this time now showing as much skin as I was comfortable doing. I really really wanted to appreciate how GOOD my smooth bare skin felt so the jean shorts came off for this one. As with last time, if lots of bare skin bother you then look no further!
This video also has dual camera views though the side is slightly transparent this time since there wasn't an ideal position for it and I struggled around a fair bit. I start off facing away from the camera so you can see how I tie my wrists (can always be tighter!) and I eventually shuffle around so I'm facing forwards again. I didn't blindfold myself this time so I could see myself struggling on the laptop screen and I was in BLISS good dear lord.
Equipment/clothing: Rope, Padlock w' key, toe cuffs, black and white stripy crop top, sky blue nail polish, breastforms, white sports bra and underwear, butt plug vibrator with remote, panel gag with soft ball, black hood.
What went well:
(Most of these are answered in the previous post)
-Vibrator continued to torment me in a good way. Couldn't push me over the edge, forcing me to struggle. I really enjoyed watching myself struggle for once, since I'm usually a blindfold enjoyer. Helpless and crossdressed, the way it should be.
Things to improve on:
-The rope around my ankles was a lot looser than I realized (I was actually able to slip my foot out if you watch to the very end) -To contrast that, I actually got properly stuck for a few minutes (which was exciting but frustrating). Ironically it was the string of my padlock key that got tangled in the wrist coils, preventing me from undoing it properly. You can see me go over to the mirror and try and work out what happened a few times.
-My cock vibrator totally failed and I think is broken :C
After this I actually attempted a third session but my wrist coil untied completely and now I appreciate people saying that gluing a knot is the thing to do. This was on the morning I had to leave about an hour before the room was due to be cleaned. The most exciting part was the room cleaner actually came an hour early at 11am and asked to get in the room so if I HAD been bound and gagged...I have no idea what would have happened.
Assuming I didn't have earplugs in and heard her I still wouldn't have been able to get free in time. Would she have used her card to come in and found me on the bed? Would she have just moved on to the next room? I really don't know, she seemed surprised when I asked if it was alright if she came back in an hour but did leave me alone after that.
The possibilities swirl and I wonder what would've happened in that alternate universe where my rope never came undone before I could secure my wrists.
Longtime lycra enthusiast here... my earliest memories in the 60's had me daydreaming about wearing tights that I saw little girls wore. I was always jealous of them. I remember being given a coloring book at a young age with kids in them, and I would ALWAYS color the legs of the girls in tights. I got a crush on a girl in 6th grade primarily because she started wearing pantyhose under her skirts and dresses at school.
As I got older, one of my older brothers was involved in drama when he was in high school, and he was in some production where he had to wear thick black tights with trunks underneath them. When he moved out, he (inexplicably?) left them in his dresser drawer, so of course I took them. They were heavenly and I wore them often to bed. When I finally reached high school, I got involved in drama myself and we put on a production of A Midsummer Night's Dream where many cast members wore tights and leotards as part of their costumes, including guys. Sadly, I didn't get selected for a part and ended up working on the tech side, so of course I was insanely jealous of the guys (but couldn't let anyone know). After the production was done, I did manage to "procure" a set of leotards and tights from the drama dept. storage and take them home. It was my first leotard and I was definitely hooked.
Over the years, I went through the same binge/purge cycle that many of us have. In my 20's, I met a young lady who loved wearing shiny black spandex leggings (this was in the 80's) and of course she caught my eye. As we dated, I decided to purge again because I didn't want her finding my stuff at my apartment. Later, though, we started working out together at my apartment to Jane Fonda videos and the like, and to my delight, she suggested I start wearing a unitard. I acted casual about it, but of course deep inside I was thrilled. I waited awhile and then finally bought one and she loved it on me. We worked out that way for a long time and I slowly added to my collection, but nothing crazy.
After we married, we continued to work out together and she seemed open to me expanding my collection, but it was still just unitards. One day, we stumbled upon a dancewear shop that was going out of business and they had TONS of dance tights (mostly shiny) on clearance at ridiculously low prices. We bought a huge collection of them, and we agreed to get about half of them in my size, in every color you can think of. It was amazing. When we got home that night, we both wanted to work out in our new tights. I was dressing in the bedroom while she was in the bathroom. I already knew that just sheer tights weren't going to be enough and that I was going to need a leotard... so I called out to her through the bathroom door, asking if I could wear one of her leotards over the tights. She said, "sure, whatever you want" and I just about passed out with excitement. I opened her drawer and pulled on a yellow tank-top number. The fit was a bit tight (she's smaller than me) but exquisite. I got hard immediately. She walked out of the bathroom moments later in her leotard and new tights, took one look at me and grinned. She came up to hug and kiss me and told me how she could see I was turned on. She seemed surprisingly happy about it! We did our workout together and made love afterwards. I was then certain I had hit the jackpot with this woman.
Over the course of the next couple years, I bought my own leotards to work out in, and sometimes we'd work out together and sometimes I'd work out alone when she got home from work late. Roller-blading was big back then and we both bought blades and would go skating on nearby hiking/biking trails, and I would typically wear a t-shirt over a unitard. It was about this time that I could tell she was starting to get less enthusiastic about my dressing, but she never complained. Occasionally I would wear them to bed, and I think it was at this point that she knew it was becoming an obsession. Little did she know that it had been an obsession for my entire life and I was just repressing it.
After a few years of marriage, she agreed to sign up for a jazz dance class with me. She knew I wanted to do it specifically because I wanted an excuse to wear lycra in public, but she was willing to do it for me and was supportive. Less than a month later, before the class had started, she got pregnant. She didn't want to take any chances with the baby, so she decided to back out of the class, but was still willing to let me go alone. So I did, typically wearing a t-shirt over a long-sleeved unitard, and that over a thong leotard and tights. Occasionally I would wear a pair of patterned leggings over the solid-colored unitard, back in the day when leggings were not really the "thing" they are today. I think most of the handful of women in the class, including the instructor, suspected something was "up" with me, but they never said anything. One time on a warmer day, I didn't wear a unitard but just a t-shirt over patterned leggings, which were over a thong leotard and tights. Thong leotards were just hitting the scene at this time and few women were wearing them, and none in this class. The one I was wearing was a little small for me, and as we were moving about in class I could tell feel it riding up my sides and crack while my bottom layer of leggings had come down a bit. Of course, this is the one day that the instructor was having trouble seeing if I was moving my torso properly, so she asked me if I was wearing a unitard and could take off my shirt. I just shook my head no. I couldn't do it. She would know I was wearing a thong leotard if I did and even though I knew she suspected something was up with me, that was a bridge too far. Lucky for me, she didn't insist even though I'm sure she could see the outline of the tank leotard straps under my shirt. She had to know I had a unitard or leotard on underneath, even though I shook my head.
Beyond that, I enjoyed the class each week and my wife asked me about what I learned when I came home each week as well... but interestingly didn't ask me about the reactions of any others in the class, even though she knew I was testing boundaries. It whetted my appetite for more, but that wasn't meant to be.
As our kids started popping out, by necessity my passion went into the closet for many years. I still had a "stash" in a secret location that I would take with me on business trips, and this kept me going during the years when our kids were at home. I developed a habit of working out in hotel gyms in lycra, initially starting very gingerly by wearing sweat pants and t-shirts over a unitard on the way to/from the gym, always with a thong leotard/tights underneath for support of my package. When I got there and was alone, I'd take off the sweat pants and just work out with a t-shirt over the unitard. Over time, I'd get more and more daring and I eventually graduated to the point where I would wear thong leotards over unitards -- with nothing else on -- all the way from the hotel room to the gym and back again, knowing that I was on the hotel cameras while doing so and risking crossing with people on the way to/from, which happened a couple times over the years, but of course was part of the allure of it all. With the full-wall mirrors most hotel gyms have, I would work out and enjoy the sights of myself while doing it. It was amazing. I took many hundreds (thousands?) of photos over the years and will need to post some of them here.
I kept wearing more and more daring and colorful outfits, switching them up every time, and I would time my gym visits to be late at night so that I could typically have the gym to myself. On some rare occasions, someone else would come in and I would just keep working out as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Or course, I could see my heart rate spike if I was on a machine monitoring that. What a thrill!!! No one would ever say anything, though I'm sure they were a bit shocked. Since my travels usually took me to the same city over and over, I found a particular hotel that had an ideal setup for me in terms of gym location and hours. The staff there knew what I was doing for sure because the gym had a security camera in it and I had seen the security camera monitor behind the desk. One time, OF COURSE on the day where I decided to wear a hot-pink thong leotard over a pink long-sleeved unitard, the manager walks in to the gym with an employee while talking about this-and-that and goes over to do something with the water dispenser. They said nothing to me, nor I to them, and were only in there for a minute or two, but it seemed pretty clear to me that they just wanted to see this sight in person that they had been seeing on the cameras and perhaps send a message to me that they knew what I was doing, even though I had to already know that from the security cameras seeing me. But they never tried to stop me because I never did anything improper -- I just came in for my workout, did it, and went back to my room. I was just clothed VERY unconventionally.
As our kids grew and started moving out, I would wear lycra to bed most evenings. Our kids were trained from a young age not to come into our bedroom when the doors were closed, so it was always safe to do so. AFAIK, they never discovered my fetish. There were certainly never any hints that they had, anyway.
Eventually, though, it got to where my wife really didn't want me to do it anymore. Even though our love life was still solid, she ultimately told me it was a turn-off for her, even though earlier on she was very supportive. Although she never gave me an ultimatum, she did want me to stop buying and wearing. But I simply could not do that. By that point, it was a very ingrained part of my being. She let me persist, and we are still married, but our love life has died off -- though I think the lycra part of it is not really the reason.
Anyway, I've stayed fit all these years and even though I don't travel on business anymore like I once did, I "discovered" leggings a few years ago, and as someone who hikes as part of his fitness regimen, and still having a pretty fit body at my age, I now wear leggings whenever I hike, almost always in the evenings when the trails are quieter. I happen to think my legs look pretty good in tights, even today. I have a routine of taking pictures of myself in every single outfit I wear while hiking and since my collection is VAST (I have over 2,000 pair of leggings... yes two THOUSAND, not mention hundreds and hundreds of tights, leos, unitards, and zentai), I have accumulated quite an album over the years. I'll show you just one as an intro here. I've posted some more on a different thread, where I made my first post.
So that's my life story, in brief -- lol. I hope you enjoyed it. Nice to meet you all!
All bambis have their moments when they introduce someone to the BambiSleep Cult.
These are importantmoments in every Bambi life. We should all cherish these occasions & welcome all Bambi's to our pink community.
The wonders of releasing someone from their OS for even a few secconds to become bambi, i liek... dunno? DA BESTEST! YAY! BAMBI YAY YAY YAY
A new self-bondage game for our B&B guests
As we've already mentioned X times, we receive naughty singles who want to have some fun during the holidays. We offer them games that we prepare but that they can play on their own, such as Espace games in the park or orchard.
WITH THEIR AGREEMENT, we sometimes ‘confiscate’ their personal belongings for a day, leaving them only with clothes such as ABDL outfits / women's clothes and other fetish outfits such as tights and the like.
PRECISION: these games are FREE!
I've just added a new sheet to the games ideas folder: Rescue vs Punishment
The principle of Rescue versus Punishment is as follows:
1°) The person tells us that they're going to do some self-bondage in the afternoon.
They can ask us for a scenario and the necessary equipment if they need it.
2°) The person is free to decide the time at which, if they don't text us 1 or 2 hours later, we have to go and rescue them if they get stuck.
--> It's the person who chooses the ‘safe’ time.
In this way, the person is safe but is exposed to the risk of being ‘caught’ in a bad situation, which adds ‘spice’ and excitement.
THE OPTIONS ARE AS FOLLOWS
- IF she frees herself and sends us a text message, we do NOT intervene or disturb her.
- IF we have to go and rescue her there is a token or some sort of ‘punishment’.
EXAMPLES OF pledges or punishment
1°) Serving us a drink dressed as a woman
2°) Being put in a nappy and then in a romper that locks for 12 hours.
3°) Being spanked by a man in front of a watching woman
4°) Completing self-bondage (if there is no danger) for 1 hour.
5°) Spending an hour in a straitjacket without panties on
6°) Having to hand over the keys to your chastity cage for 48 hours.
The person can choose OR rely on luck by rolling a die. 🤔
This game is NOT compulsory ! !
This game is free for our tenants.
We never judge people who DARE to play and live out their fetishes.
I have fantasized about a session where I would be tied to a chair using time release and there would be a container full of ice cold water above me. Then at some point the water would fall on me until the i could release myself. But my problem is that I haven't figured out how to implement that, so that it falls on me at some point.
I have thought about a hole in the bottom of the container and I would freeze the bottom of the container and when the ice melts, the water would be able to flow over me.
But the question is, would you have other ideas to implement that?
I'd say, it is pretty safe, if you got some scissors around.
And I do like the idea to wrap the tightening rope (last bit of the hogtie) around itself before tieing a knot. This should prevent the knot from getting too tight while struggling.
A return to a hotel room, though this time I was intent on trying something a lot of people have been vocal about on the site: Pantyhose
I actually quite like the sensation of wearing it but I was informed that it didn't feel the same unless your legs were smooth; I spent about 3 hours totally waxing, removal creaming, and shaving my entire body! My skin was too tender to film at first so I slept it off and was ready the next afternoon.
For this session I forwent the usual of latex and skin covering lycra in favour of a 'barer' approach. I'd done all the work and I wanted to appreciate it while it lasted 😋
If the sight of bare skin makes you upset this session isn't for you! I chose a pair of jean shorts (jorts?) to wear over the pantyhose and a red striped crop top as my outfit for no other reason than I thought they'd look cute together 💓 (I really felt like an american country gal/southern belle with them on)
(VK links are finicky let me know if it's accessible thanks!)
As you can see from the preview images and video I actually had multiple camera set ups this time: My phone was in front of me and my laptop was recording to the side, which I then synced up for the final video. It was extra work but I wanted something special this time after all the work I'd put in.
Equipment/clothing: Rope, Padlock w' key, toe cuffs, blue jean shorts, red and white stripy crop top, pantyhose, sky blue nail polish, breastforms, black sports bra and underwear, butt plug vibrator with remote, panel gag with soft ball, blindfold, black hood.
(Photos of nail polish posted to the relevant thread)
What went well:
-My new buttplug vibrator was much better than my old one, which was already good. The remote part is a little finicky but it's SO satisfying to set the intensity and then throw the remote out of reach as I squirm helplessly. -Watching the footage back definitely confirmed my decision about the jean shorts and top, they look soooo cute to me while I struggle.
-The gag I bought was amazing: I was skeptical at first since the ball was made of some sort of padded leather material but it's REALLY comfortable and molds to your face well.
It could also go through the hole in the hood with a little persuasion which made it able to be worn on the outside so you can see the gag properly on the recording. -Having two views for the recording was double the fun to watch back!
Things to improve on:
-I couldn't find my metal D-ring for this session so I used a pair of toe cuffs instead. They worked just fine but I prefer the D-ring due to its shorter length. -Hogtie can always be tighter
-The release method was a lock box for a mobile phone, which was very good in theory but as you can see in the video I worked out you could remove the rubber logo on the front and gain access. This wouldn't help you get your phone back if that was inside but since it was keys to my padlock they came out no problem. -Probably shouldn't have eaten before the session!
All in all great session, the feeling of pantyhose on my bare legs was great (though didn't immediately make me orgasm from joy like I was ''''promised'''') and it felt good to do a session without overheating for once!
