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When I received the sleeping bag, I was a little shocked.
I'm usually very critical about any new gear I receive from an online purchase...but not this time.
Nothing about the bag disapointed me. In fact, it's quite the opposite.
I've not had many real life TUGs experiences so far, but hopefully from now on, that will change.
I've been so excited about this bag, and obviously, I couldn't keep my mouth shut.
One of my friends, who's into this stuff was actually eager to try this out.
Something I neglected to mention before is that the bag only partially unzips (doesn't have a full-length zipper) but even when fully zipped up, you can unzip it from the bottom (which is at knee-level). So if you have someone tightly gagged, zipped up and strapped down in the bag, you can unzip the bottom part of the zipper a bit and slip a vibrator/or a hand inside and tease your victim.
When he got here, he was more than anxious to see the bag.
Here are some photos: (more photos posted in the thread linked to above)


Inside the bag:

We lost no time and got right to it. I don't want any sweat inside the bag, so I instructed him to keep his trackies and t-shirt on.
I duct taped his hands so that his fingers were uselessly stuck together and duct taped his wrists to his outer thighs.
As soon as he slipped inside the bag, he commented on the loft and how the down really hugs you tightly on all sides.
I zipped him up, pulled the inside collar tightly around his neck and knotted it shut...stopping any of the inside air from slipping out, creating a perfect seal.
We both had a lot of fun.
I took some of my ratchet straps out of my closet and strapped him in pretty tightly.
What I love about ratchet straps (for those of you who don't use them in TUGs) is that you can play around with slack and tightness...without undoing any of the bonds. He spent a good twenty minutes struggling and laughing. I just watched and laughed. I think he was anxious for me to gag him, cause he didn't complain when I grabbed the roll of duct tape and started moving close to his head. Zipped up the way he was, he couldn't see the dirty ankle sock I had in my hand. I tried surprising him by shoving it in his mouth, but he reacted faster than expected.
I had to pinch his nose shut, and even then...it was a struggle for me to stuff my sock into his mouth.
I think the sock was a touch he didn't like, but he couldn't really do anything about it at this point. I didn't lose any time in wrapping his mouth shut. I tend to go overboard with gags...this time was no different

Once he was really well gagged, I tightened the hood by pulling the drawstings and left him to struggle for a good half hour.
Of course, I was there the whole time...but with his head encased inside the really puffy hood, I knew he had no way of knowing whether or not I was still in the room.
I just sat down beside the bed and watched him struggle.
The way the bag shines and reflects light is incredibly arousing...especially when you see the loft bulging in areas and you know that the person inside is struggling to move.
After an hour in the bag, he wasn't struggling anymore.
I'd spent up to two hours inside the bag myself and I knew that after the first hour, you start to get very warm.
I wasn't gonna keep him inside for more than another hour, but I wasn't ready to let him out just yet.
He's into sleeping bags, down clothing, bondage and those things, but unfortunately for him, he doesn't share my fetish for feet, sweaty socks and smelly sneakers. I knew that...but I was just too horny to care.
Maybe I shouldn't have done what I did...cause he really didn't like it, but at the same time...that made it more fun for me. TOO BAD! I went to my front door and grabbed my Nike hightops. I have several different pairs of trainers...but those are the ones I wear every day. Those of you who know me here, know that I usually wear my sneaks barefoot. Well...lets just say, these hightops have seen more than their share of barefoot use. I've been wearing them every day without socks for years!

They smell REALLY bad...so bad that when people come over, I put them away in my closet just so that they don't smell up the house. Not to jump to another subject, but these sneaks have put me in awkward situations more than once


In any case, I knew he really wouldn't enjoy them, but I just didn't care.
I was way too excited to have my new friend all trussed up on my bed like that.
When I came back in my room, sneakers in hand...he layed there, quietly...totally unsuspecting.
That only made it sweeter for me.
I sat down near his cocooned head and undid the hood just a bit.
I caught a glimpse of his eyes and I think he thought I was gonna release him.
Instead, I shoved my left sneaker over his gagged face, right over his nose and quickly pulled the drawstrings and knotted the hood closed, keeping my rank trainer pinned over his face.
For the first few seconds, I remember there was nothing...but then, he just went crazy!
I think it took him a while to realise that I'd stuck my hightop over his face.
He started struggling and yelling. Of course, his yells came out as muffled moans...but it was still enough to keep me aroused to no end.
He was really struggling, but there was no doubt in my mind...I wanted him to keep sniffin' my rank trainer.
After a few minutes, I decided to reajust the upper ratchet straps and tighten them over his shoulders and face, as well as using them to secure my trainer more tightly over his face.

He spent almost 45 minutes sniffing my hightop and he didn't stop moaning in his gag...THE WHOLE TIME.
When I released him, he was pissed off at me. Rightly so I guess...lol.
He said he loved it until I put my sneaker over his face.
I allowed him to use my shower and offered him a beer afterwards and he was chill after that.
I don't know him all that well, since we haven't known each other for a long time.
But I'm hoping he'll be back soon. Next time, I know he'll be aprehensive about me using my hightops...but it doesn't matter. It was worth every minute to watch him go from calm and relaxed to a crazed panic.
Anyways, I had a blast.
Call me evil if you will, but I've every intention of continuing to wear my hightops barefeet every day.
After that experience, I'm looking forward to using them again...them and my sleeping bag
