A bondage scenario that might result in me falling asleep will more than likely involve long term, total immobilization, including head gear (either a sensory deprivation hood or head harness muzzle/blinfold combination). Waking up in regular circumstances generally involves the transition from complete darkness to some greater level of illumination- an element that is missing when I wake up in a completely immobilized and hooded state. The eyes open, though light fails to reach them- a very unnatural occurance. This fact is usually jarring enough to bring about a sudden whole body muscle contraction, which is usually when I'm flooded with the realization that I'm helplessly tied up. Each time that this occurs over a period of hours is like experiencing the intial trussing for the first time, over and over again. The longer it takes my brain to come to grips with the fact that I'm bound, the more exciting I find the accompanying stab of panic and spike of adrenaline.
Jordan, one of my tug buddies, filmed me once while zipped-up, tightly laced, and strapped into an incredible sleep sack (the one I described in a recent story). I was also wearing an intense sensory deprivation hood that was secured with lacing and a number of exterior straps. I watched the video with my mouth agape. I spent about five hours inside the cocoon of leather. After two hours of continuous struggling, where I squirmed like an inchworm in pain, my body finally went still. It was plainly obvious that I had finally fallen asleep- it was wicked late, like 3:00 a.m. After only a short period of slumber, I had begun to thrash and moan involuntarily and incomprehensibly into the padded interior of the hood. After a few minutes I would inevitably settle down- drifting back to sleep. I repeated this every fifteen minutes to a half hour, for the remainder of the night. Every bout of wakefullness was like a new and exciting bondage experience. I love it.
I'm really curious to hear about your experiences regarding bondage and sleep. Care to share??
