Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby ropebound » Wed Jul 10, 2013 6:16 am

So last night I decided to do some selfbondage. I had already been talking about it with tieup2008, and he had ‘commanded’ me to it naked, which I had not done before. Also choochoocholic persuaded me to use a gag, which was another first (I know, embarrassing ;)).

I went upstairs around 10:30 pm and started collecting what I would need. I wanted to hogtie myself with my two judo belts, and I decided the best way to connect them would be with my blue canvas belt (the type with two D-rings). I also grabbed two blue knee-high socks. After looking at the gear for a while, I took off my jeans and t-shirt. I threw one of my dirty, stinky, black socks at the gear on my bed and the other one at the pile of clothes.

While sitting on my bed in my black boxer briefs I prepared the gag. I rolled my black sock to a ball and stuffed it in one of my knee-highs. I decided it was time to strip off my underwear. While I dropped my underwear at the ground and looked at the stuff that was going to keep me entertained I could feel something sensitively grow between my legs.

I grabbed the yellow judo belt which is the longest and toughest and started to wind it around my ankles. After three turns I made a knot, looped the belt between my ankles and made another knot. While I tightened the knot so well my feet could never be separated without the help of a pair of hands, my elbow touched my penis and I noticed I had already begun to ‘leak’. This really turned me on, and I quickly proceeded to the next judo belt.

This one was white and contained a little more cotton, which made it a bit softer. I measured how much space I would need for my two hands and the blue belt in the middle, in such a way I couldn't slip my hands out, but also wouldn't have red marks on my wrists for the rest of the week. After I was satisfied I knotted the two ends so the loop would keep its form while I would slip my hands in in the dark.

I grabbed my blue canvas belt and pulled the end through the D-rings, creating a loop that would tighten when pulled, but would not loosen on its own. I looped the other end through the knot between my ankles and knotted it in place, so the loop was attached to the yellow belt. I pulled the knot so hard I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get it loose again.

After that I moved on to the gag, which was still waiting for a nice, wet mouth. I placed the sock-ball in the middle of the knee-high and put it in my mouth. I knotted the sock tightly at the back of my head. Then I took the loop I made from the white belt and placed it between the loop I had created with my blue belt. I placed the other sock in front of my eyes and knotted it behind my head. I hit the light switch and sat down on my knees. I took the white belt, placed my hand through the loop on one side of the blue belt, my other hand on the other side, and slowly crawled forward, while pulling the belt tight. With my hands I tightened the last part and pulled every bit of slack through the D-rings, effectively cinching the loop around my hands, trapping them.

It was perfect. I lay down naked on my bed, my hands tightly tied behind my back, in the secure grip of several layers of inch-thick, unbreakable and untearable cotton, sensually controlling every single move I made. My feet, tightly tied and only moving in parallel, pulled up to my hands so far I could almost touch them without leaning back. Every moan silenced by the salty taste that only a dirty, black sock can have, making it impossible to call someone would my plan turn out to work too well. Laying there, in the most perfect darkness I had ever found myself in, it felt like my penis was still growing, slowly and teasingly
moving over my fresh bed sheets, sticking to my body while I lay there, enjoying every minute of my most perfect hogtie yet.

I slowly rolled on my side and started testing my bonds. I tried to separate my hands from my feet, steadily building up power while I pulled in different directions, but not one of the knots would give me a little slack. It was one of the most amazing feelings I had ever felt. I kept rolling around, constantly nodding off, dreaming vague dreams of a man in a suit, preparing me to be sold. After about an hour the blindfold started to feel tight, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. I also noticed that I had drooled quite a bit, and my gag was pretty soggy. I decided I had had enough for the day, and started working on my knots. I tried to find the end of the belt that connected my hands to my feet, but I couldn't find it in the dark. I was getting a bit worried, and started feeling for some kind of loose end on the knot between my ankles, but it was conveniently tucked away at the other side of my feet, and my flexibility failed me.

I tried to trash around a little, but I could barely move, as I was getting more and more sore. My arms had been in the same position for one and a half hour, and my shoulders started to protest against my fetish. I started to panic a little, since I was clearly unable to get out. I violently stretched my limbs hoping one of the knots would snap, only to hurt my elbows and shoulders. Of course I couldn't break any of my bindings, since they consisted of thickly woven cotton and nylon. As I realized that I was really stuck, my heart started beating in my throat. I screamed in my gag, but even the sock was tied securely around my head, making sure the sock-ball was completely stuck between my teeth, making any attempt to make a noise sound very, very useless.

So there I was, on my bed, naked, my hands and feet tied strictly with unforgiving judo belts, connected by another belt that was seemingly tangled up and stuck between one of the knots. Fighting a war against a stronger opponent without being able to see a thing or call for help, and with shoulders, elbows and knees that refused to move more than absolutely necessary. As I lay there on my side, completely helpless, I noticed my penis was harder than ever, hanging a bit sideways, the tip barely touching my bed. And so I was forced to give up the struggle, getting colder and colder, defeated by my own work, and whether I wanted it or not, clearly enjoying it.

--ropebound
Last edited by ropebound on Thu Jul 11, 2013 8:43 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby ropebound » Wed Jul 10, 2013 6:18 am

Well, that was my first story. Please give me some feedback, I would like to know what I could change to improve

hope you liked it ^^
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby FelixSH » Wed Jul 10, 2013 12:24 pm

I enjoyed your story, especially the part at the end where you describe that you are helplessly stuck, not even able to scream for help. But I am curious: How did you get free?
Unfortunately, I can´t give you advise how to get better, but I would definitely like to read more about your selfbondage adventures.

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby ropebound » Wed Jul 10, 2013 11:20 pm

How did I get free? That's for you to imagine.. good luck ^^
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby Wyatt9999 » Thu Jul 11, 2013 5:20 am

well just next time don't be naked, shirtless is fine.

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby FelixSH » Thu Jul 11, 2013 6:11 am

But being tied up naked is fun. :big:

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby Wyatt9999 » Thu Jul 11, 2013 6:40 am

But obviously someone needed to get him free and that must've felt very embarrassing.

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby mikeybound » Thu Jul 11, 2013 11:14 am

Really wanna know how he got free.

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby ropebound » Thu Jul 11, 2013 12:04 pm

Yeah, I actually can't believe I hadn't tried naked before, it's really amazing. Everything feels much more sensual, and it really adds up to the experience. It will not completely replace clothing though. But in my opinion, everyone should try it at least once.
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby El_Llama » Thu Jul 11, 2013 4:15 pm

Nice story, I've never tied myself up naked... scared I'd give the neighbours a fright
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby ropebound » Sat Jul 13, 2013 5:44 am

It might be a little weird to be found like that.. well, you just shouldn't make my mistake and make sure you can get out :)
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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby Jack Roper » Mon Nov 25, 2013 4:16 pm

Hey Ropebound,
This video is from You Tube; it looks something like what you described, so I thought you might enjoy it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FINpvaXBfk

Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby mikeybound » Tue Nov 26, 2013 5:21 am

Jack Roper wrote:Hey Ropebound,
This video is from You Tube; it looks something like what you described, so I thought you might enjoy it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FINpvaXBfk

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Re: Defeated By My Own Work [self]

Postby Jack Roper » Tue Nov 26, 2013 5:37 pm

Aw shucks!