It was friday, and my parents had left to go to a friends house. I knew from past experience that they ususualy get drunk and end up staying over. (there was one time they didn't, but thats another story) So I had close to 8-10 hours of *fun* time. One of my friends works for one of the companys that runs the circus climbing walls, and he has all sorts of fun stuff for bondage. (He isnt into it, so I have to come up with excuses for why I need it) I aquired one of the climbing harnesses, because the plastic rope broke and policy prevents it from being used again. So, in our house, we have an indoor balcony, that looks out on the living room. A strong metal guardrail prevents falling off. I decided to put myself into the harness, tie my feet together, and pull myself up with robe so I am hanging 4-6 feet above the ground. I applied gag, (but no blindfold, I am not THAT stupid) Then I cuffed my hands to another rail. (And tied the key nearby so it didnt fall down to the floor and leave me hanging there untill Mom and Dad got home.) I do all this, then forget I have to REACH the key to use it. So I tie it to my waist, where theres no way in hell I can reach it with my hands cuffed above my head. So, to recap, I am hanging 6 feet off the ground, feet tied and taped together, in a harness, gagged, with my hand cuffed to a sturdy beam above my head, with the key tied to my belt. I hang there for 20 minutes, enjoying every second, then have to go to the bathroom.
I try to get the key, and what do you know? I CANT REACH IT. I struggle for another half hour futily, and then get smart. The handcuffs I used arent plastic or cheap toy ones, but they aren't police quality either. And one thing is, if you twist most pairs of handcuffs perfectly, you can misalign the rachet just enough to open them. I spend another 5 minutes trying that, (and tearing the hell out of my wrists) before I hear a sharp CRACK. I accidentally shattered the chain connecting them

I looked at the handcuffs later, and discovered that one of the links wasn't welded correctly. If some quality control inspector had been better at his job, I would be in some pretty deep shit. The problem is that I tore my wrists up, they were purple/black and bleeding lightly. I thought like hell I am going to confess because of this, so I used a combination of jackets, long sleeved shirts, watches and misdirection to prevent my parents from noticing. For some reason, and I dont know why, wrist cuts I get heal really fast, (See Selfbondage MISTAKE, its under a different user but thats me) and thay were gone in a couple of days. Now I have another set of wrist scars. Sigh. (I am just glad they broke otherwise thats me

Well, thats it. Please tell me whay you think (be nice please) and if I should continue. I like strict bondage, and have been experimenting with timed bondages. If you have any ideas share, and I'll tell you how they work out.