Self bondage at college

Postby Harold » Thu Nov 18, 2010 12:36 pm

I was in the school orchestra and we were going to play at the Spring Semester graduation (Aieda Grand March, Pomp & Circumstances, etc) and my section of the dorm was left open until it was over. There was a bunk bed about 7 or 7 1/2 feet long with a frame (bedposts) about 2 1/2 inches square cross section. No air conditioning and the temperature was around 75 (24 C).

I only had four belts, the cords in my spare laundry bag, and a combination lock to work with. The cords already had a knot at each end--it was a simple matter to make them into slip knots. The loop from my right hand went around a bedpost and was locked to itself. From my left hand one end went around the bedpost, around the cord coming in to change direction and, coming back went under the same loop that changed direction. My right had was a little looser by the width of the combo lock.

The slipknots had to be ready to go before I tied my feet since I had found I could scrape the knot on the side to the bedpost and work it free if there was too much slack. As for my feet, one belt would go around just my ankle while the other belt would go under the first one and around the bedpost, ditto for the other foot.

On that day I purposely didn't drink many fluids since I didn't want to have go get up when it would be impossible. I had wanted to tie myself up for about two hours but when I woke up a little before 2am, I couldn't see myself getting back to sleep so I got into my apparatus. On earlier times that week I had an alarm clock too close to the bed and could either use it or the book it was on to scrape off the slipknot, but this time it was well beyond my reach. This time when I put my hands in the slipknot loops, I wasn't going anywhere.

Imagine an (American) football official is signaling an extra high touchdown--rotate that backwards 90 degrees and strip him down to his shorts for my position. It was OK for the first two hours, but then it got really uncomfortable. I pulled on everything and noted I couldn't ever find a position for the belt buckles on my feet to not dig into my ankles. My left arm was hurting more than my right since that rope was effectively shorter, I moved my torso as far to the left as I could to try to make up for that. I was wishing I could at least swap that position for a hogtie, but there was no one to do that. At least I didn't have to fight off mosquitoes that night, but both shoulders were definitely hurting.

Around 6:30 there was finally enough light to find the 0 and 5, the only one digit numbers on the lock (0-39) and I could hold the lock with my fingers while dialing the combination with my thumb. The lock opened and I freed my left hand. My next move was to put both arms besides my hips. It had nothing to with freeing my feet, but did it ever feel good after that session!

That would be it for that kind of tiedown. Graduation was the next day as was my ride back home for the summer, not that I had that much desire to do it again anyway. The dorm rooms were back down to two people in later semesters.

Re: Self bondage at college

Postby fratboydanny » Wed May 18, 2011 1:03 pm

Nice self bondage story. Do you have more?

Re: Self bondage at college

Postby Harold » Mon May 23, 2011 3:59 pm

fratboydanny wrote:Nice self bondage story. Do you have more?

Thank you. I have one where I hog chained myself with the title "Weather Machine" and an episode that was almost a disaster this past weekend.

This story was intended as a reply to the "Tortured by insects .." story, but for some reason I couldn't post to that part of the forum.