Maybe this should not be in this thread, but what about the opposite: can IQ be raised by hypnosis?
Vive has a file "inverse bimbo" that does, to some degree, reward intellectual activity.
But to actually increasing IQ would be something very interesting. (((and worth a lot of money))). Yet, if it is possible to lower someones IQ, why not the opposite?
Or is it so that humans like to be stupid? (starting stupid special actions etc).
Maybe the absence of intellect is something like entropy?
As you can see, this thread makes me think a lot. 😇
I found a way to get stuck in an armbinder.
It works fine but I would change 2 things for it to be better (my perfect one is still different):
 - I want one slightly longer as this technique needs to be perfectly executed for it to be inescapable
 - stronger, this one stretches a bit and I can hear the stitching snapping when I put some muscle into it. So this one won't last more than a few real sessions.
Recently I ran into a weird RPG-maker game named Su Mo's Secret. The basic concept is that you bind yourself at home, perhaps dropping your keys somewhere in a public park beforehand, and then set out wandering, or to recover the keys. On your way you avoid or encounter random citizens, of whom some bring game over, some others add random restraints to you and a few help to remove them.
I quite like the idea. The game is free itself (Here: https://afdian.net/a/musicbox) but unfortunately distributed only via a Chinese file-hosting service unavailable outside China, and seemingly abandoned by the author in the beta stage. Is there any silimar game to recommend here?
Hi everyone!
I am on a quest to find a website; more photos; videos?, and generally anything to do with Rubber Toki.
The first pictures I saw were on Imagefap; I found them fascinating, but could not find any others!
Any help much appreciated!
And also generally, any links to hardcore rubber photo sites ( vintage, pee, lesbian.......)
For this session of self vacuum bed bondage, I used something called a plastic drop sheet (which I found out existed courtesy of another post on here made by @vacuum_experiments)  which is basically the same material as a plastic trash bag but just a really large sheet - is way easier and more convenient and looks nicer than having to tape several trash bags together.
The setup is similar to one I did before - the plastic drop sheet is taped down to a hard wood floor with duct tape. It's a pretty minimalist vacbed using very simple materials.
Once again, to control the vacuum, I use an electric timer outlet. For this session I had set up 3 intervals, on for 3 minutes, off for 1, on for another 3, off for 1, and then on for a final 5 minutes.
The first simple spread eagle pose for the first 3 minutes was great, felt amazing being pressed so tightly against the hard wood floor.
However, trouble struck with the second pose. This was the first time I crossed my legs with this vacbed setup. And turns out it was a bad idea. The pressure of my leg pressing down on my other ankle was pressing the bone that sticks out on your ankle super hard into the floor, and it was really hurting. I thought maybe I could tough it out for 3 minutes, and if I really wanted to I probably could have, but it was hurting a fair amount, so I decided to tear the bag with my fingers. Which was also slightly more difficult since I had my hands behind my back, but they were close enough to crossing behind my back to the other side that I was able to push my arm over a bit to get my hand access to rip the bag and break the vacuum and get free. I was only stuck for about 40 seconds in the second pose before I broke out. And turns out I actually got a couple bruises from that.
The advantage of using this plastic material is that it's a safety bonus for self vacuum bondage, I can just break out if I need to. At the same time it does make it feel a little less fun, just knowing that I can break out at any time if I really need to. But I still get that lovely constricted feeling, so it's still fun.
First 3 minute interval
Second interval, cut short
How I get in and seal myself in, through a slit I cut in the plastic that tape shut from inside
Hi everyone,
This is my first post here. I recently had an awesome experience during my regular pilates classes. I want to share this to help others who may have similar anxiety like myself.
I have been doing pilates regularly now for about 3 years. In the past, I took private lessons from someone else and her business transitioned from an at-home studio to a studio in a commercial building. That change brought difficulties to me because the new studio had floor to ceiling mirrors. I do not always like how I look and the mirrors were not helpful. This led me to stop lessons until I could find someplace different.
I have been very fortunate to find an instructor who is able to give me private lessons at her home. However, I have been very cautious about what I wear there. I am not sure about if I am being disrespectful by wearing tight clothes and having the outline of my genitals show. This is something that I struggle with because I sometimes wish my male parts were not there and I did not have to worry about this.
At first, taking lessons from her, I wore my spandex underneath a t-shirt and sweat pants. I never liked this because it was hot and I was adjusting my clothes often. It took me some months to find the courage to ask if she minded if I took off my sweat pants as I was not sure how she would feel about it. I explained to here how society often looks down on male genitals and I was not sure. As always, I wear a dance belt or at least the padded front part to smooth out the detail. She accepted my appearance as no problem and that was a big relief.
The spandex that I would usually wear at that time to pilates would be a unitard with a tank top over it. Many months went by again and I asked about if she would think it would be a problem if I took off my tank top and wore the unitard openly. Again, that was received well. It was a great hurdle to pass. I was finally free of unnecessary layers and everything stayed in place. It took some more time for me to be comfortable like this. I was never teased or judged and my confidence grew.
Instagram has its ups and downs as far as how members of society treats of each other. Following certain people on there who are in the pole-dancing community has helped me learn to be more comfortable in my own skin. They practice and perform in front of others while wearing very little and do it without ridicule.
I have had thong leotards for many years and have loved how they look on me when combined with some sort of legwear (ankle length unitard, capris or shorts) but have not had the courage to wear them around others.
Halloween was coming this year and almost on a whim (in my terms) I decided I wanted to go to pilates this Halloween in an 80's-90's aerobics outfit. It consisted of a thong leotard as a base layer to hold my male parts in place with the dance belt padding in front. A black matte Capezio semi-opaque body tight for the legwear. A blue and orange nylon lycra, racer-back thong leotard on top. A pair of blue legwarmers, a blue headband and orange wrist bands to finish off the outfit.
I had to buy the headband and wrist bands, but I already had the legwarmers tights and leotard. I put it all on to be sure and I made my decision to go. This was a few days before Halloween. The day before my next class I told my teacher that I was going to wear a costume and that kind of made it difficult for me to chicken-out. I did not tell her what I would be wearing, but she was excited to see what it was and I would be letting her down if I backed out.
The time came for me to get dressed and go. There were butterflies in my stomach for sure. I wore a t-shirt and sweat pants over it for the drive there and removed the outer layer when in the studio. It was hard to maintain my composure and even carry a simple conversation as my anxiety was high.
I can say that I was well accepted and she really liked my outfit. We spoke a little about how each other's week was going and that eased my anxiety. The exercises were going well. I had a feeling of liberation and it all felt right.
About half-way through, she told me that I should dress like this more often. I was kind of stunned hearing that!!! i was like OMG on the inside! That took me from a guarded sense of being to accepted to certainty. It was such an amazing thing to hear after my internal struggles. A great barrier for me was finally broken. To make things even better, it felt so great exercising dressed like that. I put more effort in and it seemed like things were easier.
I wish everyone would treat others with respect. It took me a long time to come out of my spandex closet and it was 100% worth it. I regret not asking or making forward movement sooner. I hope anybody here can find their way past what stops them from enjoying life as life is too short and should not be wasted.
