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Deep in Self-Bondage

This afternoon I tied myself up well. This is a special event as my self-pleasure goes, although special hardly seems to capture the places that this takes me. As the inspiration strikes me, I harden quickly and feel my pulse quicken. This particular hunger hasn’t been satisfied in a while, and it is calling to me. My right hand drifts down to brush over the hard outline of my cock through my jeans. It’s throbbing already as possibilities begin to race through my mind. I surf a few sites looking for ideas, and find a few that suit my comfort limit and my collection of ropes, leather cuffs, and gags.

I’ve always enjoyed pictures of women with their wrists bound behind their back, and then bent over as their wrists are pulled up into the air. A nice twist on this for men presented itself, so I begin into it. I buckle one of my wrist restraints snugly around my penis and testicles. My cock is swollen and dripping pre-cum already, and my balls stretch tight against the sack as they’re stretched away from my body by the 1.5” wide restraint. Next I put on a collar, and gather three ropes and a penis gag from one of my toy drawers. Despite my excitement, I move deliberately, savouring the anticipation.

A hanger from my garment bag goes over the back of the bathroom door, creating an elevated tie point. I set up and test each of the three ropes, and then stand with my back to the door, ready to start the real fun. The penis gag is first; a mouthful of red silicon secured by a Velcro strap around the back of my head. Then the rope from the back of my cock restraint – it goes up my ass to the top of the door and then down to a sliding knot that I tighten around the doorknob. My hard cock and balls are pulled back between my legs, with my cock now pointing at the ground. This is turning me on so much, but I focus to slip my hands into two sets of loops that have a cinch knot around them. As I lift my wrist up behind me, a loop at the other end of this rope drops down to the floor. I step in the loop with my left foot, and relax my arms, allowing the cinch knot to tighten the loops around my wrists. Now this is getting real. The last rope dangles from the front of my collar, one large loop hanging down near the floor. I slip first one foot, then the other into it, now forcing myself to stay bent at the waist with my bound wrists up in the air above my back.

Obviously I can get out of this, but not instantly. Standing on the ropes provides solid resistance, and I enjoy struggling a bit against them while imagining that someone else has tied them down. The rope that pulls my cock restraint back rubs nicely against my anus, and I twitch with pleasure. I work to swallow the saliva building in my mouth from the gag while my cock drips long strings of pre-cum down to the floor that it is pointing so hard at. I enjoy the feeling of being forced into this position for someone else’s pleasure for a few minutes… then let loose the foot loops holding me in place. This is delicious, but it won’t make me cum.

After freeing myself from the ropes, I remove my cock and ball restraint. My penis’s freedom is short-lived as I put on a pair of tight sheer boxer briefs, and secure my cock in a comfortable but restrained upward position against my belly. I fasten the four restraints around my wrists and ankles, then gather my phone, headphones, and a padded leather blindfold. After joining my wrists and ankles together other with metal screw links, I cue up five podcasts of Erotica and put in my headphones. This… will be my favorite part.
After noting where things are, I tighten the blindfold, moving both hands awkwardly together. I step my joined feet through my joined arms, then feel down in the encompassing darkness for the chain to connect ankles to wrists. After snapping the short chain on, I roll onto my side, now immobilized with my wrists bound behind me six inches from my ankles. This… loss of control and vision take me to a deep place, where the sexual energy rings through my whole body like bright waves. My mind slows and relaxes, and the hot dirty language of the podcasts fills my ears… “just cupping her cunt”… ”legs spread against the wall”… “a dirty little slut, Sir”… “primal”… “as I push myself into you”. The slapping sounds of fucking and cried pleasures are layered in the background now, bringing this story vividly to life.

My cock and body twitch repeatedly with increasing shock waves of pleasure, and I feel my sheer boxer briefs soaking with pre-cum. The duvet will be wet with my clear fluid. After a few episodes, my patience disappears. I find the connecting chain in the dark, and unsnap it. I free my wrists, and slide the wet, slippery boxer briefs down to my knees. With ankle restraints and blindfold still in place, I grasp my soaked cock and stroke myself to a tidal wave of an orgasm that builds seemingly forever. My cum floods out on my chest and belly, and it feels like I’m emptying myself of more than I should contain.

Tranquillity. I float suspended in dark space, perhaps still deep under the water of that tidal wave. No desire to breathe, or move, or surface. Although spent, my body still rings with sensation; every touch a rich symphony of feeling. Exquisite. I place my hand on my heart, and thank myself for exploring these strange and powerful places.

Much love to all of you beautiful wankers 


Posted on: 2022-02-10 16:00:01 | Author: