So i had 4 cloth belts, and two lengths of thin rope (shoe strings almost) and a ball gag. I sat down in my solid wooden chair that has no arms and turned on my computer to some of my favorite adult videos. First thing I did was tie my legs to the chair legs individually by wrapping a belt around each leg and buckling them. Then I tied another rope to the bottom rung of the chair behind me and fashioned a slipknot so that if I pulled in it, it would tighten. So i turned on the video, fastened on the ball gag, and shoved my hands in the slip knot and tugged around to tighten. After a bit I realized I could loosen the knot so i twisted my hands in the loop several times, tightening the loop to two individual loops around each hand. I was secure, and figured I could twist my hands around some more to get out. I got into my video and with some grinding on my chair managed to get off (it was amazing...I see the appeal). After I was done I took some deep breaths and started to wriggle my hands to get out.
To my horror however, I was stuck. My wrists would not turn in the loops because they had swelled with constriction and were sweaty. I tugged for a few more seconds and stopped. That's when panic took over. I remember whining pitifully into my ball gag as i tugged and tugged at the rope, hoping to break it. I succeeded only in digging it into my wrists. A million thoughts flashed through my head as I panicked and struggled. What if my family has to come get me and see me naked humiliated in this chair? I was seriously freaking out. I started to flex my legs and arch my back against my chair, hoping to break it so at least I could get free. I started to cry then and I couldn't believe I was in this predicament. A few more minutes passed and I calmed down somewhat to figure if i leaned over I might could undo the knot tying the rope behind me. I tried but couldn't find the knot (I looped it around the leg and the rung to make it shorter). That queued another panic in which I started to cry again and jerk against the chair. I calmed down again and leaned over to start pulling at the knot down there again, just pulling random string. By some miracle, I yanked on it enough or something and my hands were free. I started crying again in relief and discovered I still couldn't get my hands free. I saw a pocket knife on my desk and managed to get my hands over to it and saw through the rope and release my hands.
I wasted no time getting my legs out and hiding my assortment of bondage tools, as innocent as they were. I noticed my chair was busted, I has pulled the rungs from the chair legs and split the backrest of it. I sat down on my bed and tried to calm down but realized I need to vent.
I couldn't tell anyone, but always browse this site. I figured I could get some tips, vent, and provide you guys with a story.
My only request is how do I safeguard this from ever happening again, and anything else you think could be helpful. Thank you in advance. Ha. Just noticed this...add some blonde hair and make the eyes red and much bigger, you get the picture.
