I'm pretty lucky, being 17 my parents often leave me home alone while they go on holidays. It's pretty cool having responsibility thrust upon me along with a house to myself. Unfortunately the house I'm looking after is my dads, meaning all of my bondage equipment isn't there. My spreader bar, my hand cuffs or leg irons, not even one off my ball gags. So I've been getting creative with some old shoe laces from a pair of airwalks, granted they're not the best things to use, but they get the job done.
With my shoe laces ready on the bed I began to decide how I'd tie myself. I looked at the bed and realised that above the two main columns of the head of the bed had large orbs on them, a bar connected the two columns, with a few little poles inbetween. However the one in the middle connected to the bar attatching the columns. With my plan set out, I began to undress, leaving only my boxer shorts on to sleep in during the night. I set my alarm to wake me so I could free myself, planning to spend around an hour in the tie. I was eager to get into place, as it would be my first time spread eagle. I firstly managed to find some more shoe laces to firmly tie my ankles. I then took each lace and tied them around my wrists, leaving plenty of lace to tie around the bed. I put little loops in the laces, and then knotted each one around the bar connecting the columns, one on each side of the pole that split the bar int two halves. Facing upwards with my hands above my head I used the remainder of the lace to make a small lasso type knot and threaded it through the loops I'd previously made. The final move was to push each lace along the bar to the columns, once in place I threw the lasso over the orbs. That was me tied securely.
2 minutes passed and I found myself unable to sleep. I was begining to get bored and my arms were starting to ache from being stretched out and suspended. I wanted to stay like that until my alarm went off. Using my weak will power I waited a little longer, but inevitably I was bored out of my mind. I had only just realised the lump bulging out of my boxer shorts, 'fabulous!' I thought. I began to struggle to get loose, trying to expand the lasso knots over the orb so I could bring my hands back to the center and untie myself, but the more I struggled, the tighter the knots were becoming. Knowing this was day one of fourteen, in which nobody else was going to check in on me, I began to panic, and started wriggling, but nothing I couldn't get free, there was nothing I could use to cut myself free. I had one advantage on my side, I don't bite my nails, so they haven't retracted making my fingertips completely blunt. My finger and toenails had to dig in behind the knots so I could pull free, but trying to do that in a panic is hard work. After about ten minutes of struggling I was too tired to go on, my arms aching etc. And that's when I realised my mistake, I should have gone to bed naked. But no I kept my boxers on... BIG MISTAKE!!!
What's that? I could feel my lower half wanting to explode, I curled up but it was pointless, it was happening. I began ejaculating automatically. Being unable to move and not planning it I felt I was being raped, it was pleasurable, but I didn't want it to be happening. I groaned pleasurable groans from behind my simple sock gag 'oh, oh, oh' I mumbled. Completely out of control my body began shifting up and down as if I was being possessed. To my side my alarm began to go off. I had now been bound for thirty minutes. The past four approx. Of which I had spent out of control, I feel myself slowing down and by the time Justin Bieber and Sean Kingston had finished on the radio I had stopped. A good eight minutes of ejaculating, but I could still feel my penis throbbing, more wanted to come out but needed to be done manually. Now I felt I had to get free no matter what. I tried to calm myself and focus. Pulling on the knots was futile, I was too busy distracted by the large amount of soaking around my boxers.
I can't do this. I was really worried, and slightly proud of finally mastering an inescapable self-tie. 'What am I going to do? I've been trying for ages.' But before I could continue to attempt escape I found myself drifting off...
A pretty long story
To be continued....