when you first realized that you like self/bondage?

[TNTBound]

i grew up liking bondage since i played cops and robbers with a friend and we would tie each other up. actually, i think the first time i can remember liking bondage was in 3rd grade. there was an ambulance that came to show us how to properly immobilize someone with a broken neck on a back board. they picked one of my classmates instead of me, he was COMPLETELY strapped down and couldnt get out. i remember actually getting aroused from that, even though at that time i had no idea why i was hard, or even what that meant!

[Shannon SteelSlave]

I tried tying my legs and twisting rope around my arms in bed, to fuel kinky dreams. Kind of a risk. Mom and/or Dad would usually come to do a bed check at some point in the night, there was a chance they would need me to get up for some reason, and still, a chance that I might not be actually asleep, and end up having to answer questions. Still, to this day, never been caught. I am not generally turned on by the risk of being caught though, not ever, as I recall. Adrenal gland and kink gland are not endocrinologically connected for me.

[sweh]

I remember... {wavy lines....wavy ^V^V^V^V^ }

When I was 5 the school I went to had main straight corridor. Off of that was a semi-circular "lump" where the toilets were. Now there was a (locked, painted over) back door to the toilet, which had it's own semi-circular cover exit, with a step down to ground level.

So there was effectively a small alcove. They put a rubbish bin there for kids to put their crisp packets and stuff.

During playtime ("recess" for Americans, I think) I would stand in that alcove and imagine there were bars across the front, so I couldn't leave. I've always wanted to be locked up.

Years later I hard a parka coat with internal string cord. I would fashion noose knots out of the cord and slip my wrists through it. I never understood why other people _didn't_ do that.

I think I was born kinky.

[thatthat21]

So "normal" porn never got my blood flowing.... when I saw pics of bondage it all ways got me thinking of how it would be to be in tied or being that person in the bondage. Being that I was signal at the time my only option was selfbondage. I am also really an introvert like test at over 90% introvert so have never really like people around me. So this is how I first came into selfbondage.

[pavtron]

I think I was 13-15 years old. My parents went on a trip to London and came back with photos of medieval torture devices. My first though was "That looks fun." Later that year my older step siblings where watching a movie where a kid get's shocked on a metal box spring. That was super exciting. I also remember seeing show girls in Vegas (okay they where hookers and we lived in a crappy part of town) and though "They have the most fun clothes."

[KinkInSpace]

When I was young, really young, I remember my instinct was to be tied up. I was unable to tie myself up and get any satisfaction from it because I could always untie myself, nor did I dare to actually tie myself up to a point where I could not get out.

I do remember that I found some zipties and cuffed myself with them, got to the point where they were too tight, not being able to get out, panicking and running crying to my mom who cut them loose with a pair of scissors. That hurted a lot and those kind of experiences lead me to never actually try to do proper self-bondage.

But that didn't mean I was not into selfbondage. I remember well when I was 5 or 6 years old, that I had to go to bed (and I had to go to bed early) even though I wasn't always tired. Sometimes I had still a lot of energy and I just couldn't sleep. I remember how I had a small sportsbag, and I tried to get into it so I could close the zipper and be locked in it. I was unfortunately too big, but I remember that I took off my underpants so I could feel the plastic/cotton of the bag on my bottom, which felt really good.

Later when I saw on the tv some SM being featured in a show, I had conflicting feelings, and I didn't understand it at all. I saw a girl being bound to a table, and another girl had pins in her hand that I usually would use to hang a poster on my wall. She pricked those pins in her boobs and other body parts. Every time a pin would go in, the tied up girl would shake from the pain and made a sigh sound. I could not understand why I was so intrigued by it, but while on one side I loved what I saw, on the other side I did not understand why someone would voluntarily want to experience this massive amount of pain. (of course, now I fully understand and now I perform this to myself)

I also saw that a tied up girl was in suspension bondage and being flogged hard enough for her to swing back and forth. Given that if I had been naughty, my mom would spank my ass with her bare hand, and it hurt, I had the same mixed feelings. I wanted the suspension bondage but not the flogging... xD

I also saw nippleclamps being attached with ropes and being tugged on, another thing I wanted but did not understand how someone could do that because that hurted like hell. And yes, these are memories from when I was about 6 years old.

[bound_jenny]

I remember... {wavy lines....wavy ^V^V^V^V^ }

My lines are so wavy one could get seasick...

Let's say its just around the time of the Moon landings (I just barely remember Apollo 8, because it was Christmas and the folks let me stay up late to watch). I used to play hide and seek with my siblings, and one of my favorite places was in a closet.

Of course, a closet is filled with all sorts of pervertible items, like belts. As the cartoons of the era had plenty of bondage-type scenes (rescuing a helpless damsel is much more motivating than one that's just waiting as if for the bus...), I was curious. I put some belts on (normal adult size belts fit quite nicely over a little girl's frame), and felt... interesting. I like the feeling of restriction, but at that time, I had no idea why.

A decade or so later, I found out.

The rest is history... and a journey into kink filled with wonderful and unexpected surprises - pleasant ones, of course...

Jenny.

[Keyless]

I do remember coming out of my first school. I must have been about 5. There was another lad who had taken a skipping rope and tied it around his thigh the post holding up the porch roof. “Look, I’m tied up” he said, tugging on the rope. I remember looking carefully to see if, in terminology I now understand, his bondage was secure. In fact, if he had released the tension on the loop of rope it would have fallen to the ground and he could have stepped out. “Oh no you’re not” I replied. “Yes I am. It’s nice to be tied up” he said. “No it’s not” I replied, thinking that was what I should say but, at the same time, knowing that he was right.

A little later, still at primary school, there was a lesson involving someone being put in stocks. I still remember the teacher’s words - “once you were in the stocks you could not get out because the jailer locked the stocks.” I remember the teacher put a bit of emphasis on the word “locked” and a shiver went down my spine. I’ve been fascinated by stocks ever since.

[JIMDINI]

I cannot put a precise age or date to it but as most of the childrens' 'adventure' shows of the time 'Champion the wonderhorse', 'Lone Ranger', 'Whirley Birds', etc had scenes of the heroes or heroines getting tied up, our Cowboys & Indians and Cops & Robbers games often involved tying each other up (with varying degrees of security). I do remember spending my pocket money on a pair of toy handcuffs when I was eight.

These games did teach me how to bind myself and others securely! We also discovered lots of 'pervertable' items in lofts, garden sheds and garages.

[Gregovic]

The first memory I have of finding something "bondage like" interesting was at a very early age (I think I was 5 or 6 at the time) watching a youth television show, with the main protagonist and sidekick tied up with their hands behind their back and rather elaborate ropework around the torso. I can remember thinking that it looked interesting and fun. (And yes, I'm sure it wasn't actually a bondage movie ) After that I can't really put a definitive point on when bondage started to interest me. I think I always just sort of knew.

[RADER123]

In my younger years, I would get to spend a week end at my grand folks place on a lake.
They had bunk beads, as some times there where a few grand kids staying the week end.
When I was alone, I would take some twine and tie myself to the 4 corners of the bunk bed.
It was fun struggling, it was the first time I came all over my PJ's I was hooked.

[Staffordboundboy]

Alway wanting to emulate what I was seeing on TV (wishing I was the one in distress/tied-up). As with some others here had my first climax while self-tied.

[lostcomm1]

That's a tough one. I had an inkling of what turned me on around 10 or 11. I remember walking through a book store and seeing one of those "true crime" magazines with a girl in a hogtie on the cover. Could not tell you who she was but it definitely made me stop and stare. It came slowly to me to try it on my own and I've loved it and embraced it ever since.

[JIMDINI]

Around age 8 I started to enjoy being 'captured' and tied up playing 'Cowboys & Indians' . But I didn't start trying to tie myself up solo until I was about 10.

[baronwaste]

There were so many clues. The first instance that I can think of was going between the bottom sheet and the mattress on my bed. It was dark, tight and somehow exciting. Then there was getting wrapped up in the garden hose. That was always thrilling. But the pivotal point was when someone brought a bunch of zip ties to school in the fifth grade. We went around convincing girls that it would be cool if we zipped them to chairs, poles or benches. I remember this one girl that was zipped to her desk and seemed to be totally at peace with it. I sure wish I knew where she was now...