Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Dec 11, 2010 9:07 am
I was in single-digit age when I saw my first bondage scene on a TV show my sister was watching. I stood surprised, looking at it, and something clicked inside. That did it for me.
The seed lay dormant for some years. Though I would tie up my sister's abandoned dolls, sometimes I'd play a game where tying up was involved. As I got a little older the seed began to germinate. I played a kidnap game a couple of times with friends up the street; one time in the attic I tied and gagged my friend (Russ, I think), the game being he was a scientist and I wanted a secret formula (1960's here). I made sure he could get loose because then he was going to capture me, which he did; he bound and gagged on the floor and I couldn't get free -- when I heard footsteps coming up, my dad and my sister to tell me dinner was ready, I panicked! And yep, I was caught, bound hand and foot, gag was out, he couldn't untie me fast enough. I just said we were playing a tie-up game. I shouldn't have been embarrassed, but I was, because *I* knew I liked being tied up and was caught at it!
Christyne