I am a fifteen year old male, who is very quite toned in muscle. I have dusty blonde hair with blonde highlights.
Let me describe the bondage material. There called cable ties. PIC: http://www.mouldsnet.com/company/younge ... 671533.jpg If you slip one end into the square end, they become stuck where you can only pull tighter and tighter, but NOT the other way.
The story:
I had never been truly tied up by someone (only in fantasies) but I have done tons of self-bondage stuff, just stupid little scenarios that have never held me for more than 20 seconds. I was home alone one night as my parents and younger brother have gone to Denver. It was night time and I was getting tired. I decided to play a little self-bondage first for kicks. I took off my shirt (that's how I liked to sleep) before starting and I first stuffed a rag in my mouth and wrapped my head in duct tape for an effective gag. I took the cable ties and wrapped them around my feet and tied it together. It was pretty tight and I couldn't move my ankles. I had scissors nearby to because that was the only way you could cut them off. I then Tied my wrists in front of me, using my teeth. I WAS stuck if I couldn't easily break them with scissors. I hopped into bed then and got another idea. I took another cable tie and looped that one with my ankles so that my feet were officially tied to the bed.
I didn't think about the next part.
With my hands tied in front of me, I could still do stuff like anything else. I took another cable tie and laid my back on my bed and looped that around my tied hands' cable tie to the bed frame and pulled. It felt good like that, my position: ankles and wrists tied together then tied to the bed frame.
It only took me about 10 seconds what I had just done.
The scissors were still near but there was no way I could get to them. These cable ties, once slipped together in a circle were impossible to cut without scissors. I accidently effectively tied my self up to my bed, while gagged, with no one home. I began to panic and began to squirm and began to try to pull my limbs away from the plastic bonds to no avail. I did this for half an hour before I gave up.
I was tied to my bed, shirtless, with no one to free me till the next afternoon. I didn't sleep at all that night to just try to get free. I couldn't. You could imagine the endless hours, lying awake, tied up, waiting for someone to get home, praying that your family wouldn't stay another night.
By the time the next day had rolled around and it was in the afternoon, I was starving and thirsty. I looked at my night stand clock to see that I had been tied up for officially 16 hours. When I heard footsteps upstairs (my room is in the basement) I began to MMPPHH like no one's business. They found me in ten minutes when they couldn't find me upstairs and I wouldn't answer. My family did not know I like bondage so you can imagine the embarrassment I had.
I had half fun during the whole time, the other half fear lol. I was really bored for a lot of the time as I couldn't move for 16 hours lol
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