Selfbondage Hogtie

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Selfbondage Hogtie

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The events in the following tale are all based on tried and tested sb scenarios and techniques, but are presented here as a conflated short story, featuring a character who has become something of an alter ego. I hope you enjoy this particular "Bunny Tale" :D


Bunny stood in the middle of the bedsit with the door locked and curtains securely drawn so as not to allow any prying eyes from outside the opportunity to see in. Naked except for a pair of tight fitting trunks, he slowly and deeply inhaled, then slowly let the breath go with closing eyes and relaxing body frame. Bunny was ready and the session could begin. On the bed was laid out the items Bunny needed for this session: Five lengthy coils of six millimetre hemp rope, a small loop of the same with three wraps thickness, a good length of three millimetre cord and a few smaller lengths of the same, one of which was knotted with a small loop at one end and through which was placed a plastic cable tie engaged to a couple of its ratchets, a strong leather trouser belt with added holes for extra tightness, a pair of black coloured metal nipple clover clamps joined by a length of sturdy chain and a black leather buckled strap with a red silicone ball gag attached. On a small table beside the bed was a pair of medical emergency safety scissors, mobile phone and a roll of black electrical insulation tape. There was also a sheet of A5 paper on which was drawn a very crude image of a man bound and gagged on a bed, with clear arrowed instructions outlining each step and part of the tie. The paper was headed;

Selfbondage Hogtie

His heartbeat increasing with a rising erotic charge, Bunny picked up one of the long coils of hemp rope and freeing the bight end, he shook the coil free which unravelled and fell to the wooden floor with a satisfying, muted clatter. He placed the rope around his neck with the bight pulled down a good couple of inches down his back. At the sternum area Bunny caught hold of the two downward lengths of rope and tied them together in a half-hitch knot, effectively making for himself a very generous collar. Bunny affected the same knot again roughly near his navel and again level with his genitals. The remainder of the rope he passed through his crotch, pulled it up behind his back and passed it through the back of the loop around his neck. Again, Bunny allowed the spare rope to fall away to the floor with that sound that caused his trunks to feel even tighter. Holding on to the first knot he had fashioned, Bunny pulled at the ropes behind his back until all felt snug. Catching hold of both ends of the rope, one in each hand, he threaded the spare ends through the sides of the loops the half hitch knots created to left and right. Each pass around, Bunny pulled the ropes so as to tighten the whole structure as he proceeded. Eventually, the spare ends passed between the rope either side of his genitals, around the back and when he pulled hard, the whole harness tightened up. Bunny double knotted the remaining lengths of rope behind his waist and relaxed. The karada harness felt good and secure and the feel of the hemp rope tight around his trunk caused waves of deep pleasure to pulse through his entire body. He took the leather trouser belt and buckled it around his waist, over the ropes of the karada harness and fastened it as tightly as he could stand and still breathe without any difficulty. Glancing at the sheet of paper, Bunny noted that stage one of the tie was complete.

For the next stage of the tie, Bunny sat on the edge of the bed and picked up another length of rope. Again unravelling the rope and catching hold of the bight Bunny leaned down and placed the bight between the big and second toe of his left foot, wound the rope around the same space on his right foot and passed the spare ends of rope through the bight; once all the rope was pulled through he reversed direction, passing through the same toe gaps again and pulled the rope snugly “lasso-style”. Bunny then passed the spare rope forwards through the wraps around the big toes, using the bight to centre the column tie for another pass. He pulled the completed column tie securely but not overly tight and then ran his hands through the two lengths of spare rope until they reached the midway point of his feet by the arches. Bunny wound the rope twice around both feet and then changed direction crossing over the wraps between both feet, forming another column tie which again he pulled snug. This same procedure Bunny carried out around his ankles, using up the remainder of the rope which he tied off by knotting the rope ends through one of the wraps around his feet. Taking one of the smaller lengths of three millimetre cord, he tied it securely around the junction of the column tie between his ankles and then tied the loose ends together, forming a loop that branched off from the ankle bondage. The longer length of similar cord he also passed around the same ankle junction but for now left the ends completely free. Once again, Bunny paused to both admire the look of the tied limbs and to enjoy the added degree of restraint. Keeping an eye on the drawing, another length of rope was used by Bunny to column tie above and below his knees. By this time Bunny was beginning to build up a bit of a sweat and knowing which implement he was next going to apply, he reached for a nearby glass of water and took a good draught in order to ward off any dehydration. Thirst slaked, he picked up the ball gag, placed it in his mouth and securely buckled up the strap behind his neck. Bunny could neither spit the silicone ball out nor could he completely close his mouth, but he could breathe around the gag; he let out a long, deep “Mmmmph!” as his erection stiffened even more against the material of his trunks that was now tightly anchored down with the rope of his karada harness. Glancing again at the drawing by his side, Bunny’s pulse rate quickened as he noted the next stage of his predicament to be negotiated.

Bunny vigorously rubbed both nipples with the palms of his hands, occasionally slapping them as well, until both points protruded enough for the fierce looking pads of the clover clamps to be able to exert their deliciously cruel pinch. He squeezed either side of the areola on his left breast in order to force the nipple tip even further forward. He squeezed the ends of one of the clamps open, placed each rubber pad either side of the nipple tip, took a deep breath and while exhaling, released his grip on the clamp. The pads took firm and painful grip of his sensitive flesh and Bunny moaned with exquisite, painful pleasure. He repeated this for his other nipple and then used lengths of the electrical tape to anchor the clamps tip, top and bottom, to his chest. The chain linking both clamps made a satisfying little “clink” as he moved around applying the tape. A good half an hour had passed since Bunny began the tie, and now he was ready for the crude picture to live up to its title.

Bunny hauled himself up on to the bed so that he was lying on his left side. Straight away, a collection of saliva that the ball gag prevented him from swallowing flowed around the silicone ball and dribbled steadily down the left side of his cheek and the chain on the nipple clamps gently clinked to the side. He reached down and caught hold of the loose ends of the long length of cord and passed them up through the back of the leather belt around his waist. Catching hold of the ends again, he pulled them back down towards his ankles which had the effect of pulling the ankles back and upwards, pulley-style. Bunny pulled the cord until his ankles were pulled back as far as they could possibly go. There was now enough cord by his ankles to be able to thread the ends around the junction of the ankle column tie and again tug it firmly upwards to effect the most stringent hogtie that his frame could stand; the spare ends he then tied off securely at the base of the pulley cord. By now, Bunny was beginning to perspire with effort and his cheeks and chin were coated with thick drool. He paused in order to calm down and not overheat, as drinking was now impossible. After a few minutes of rest and by now almost forty five minutes of session time, Bunny prepared for the penultimate stage of preparation.

This stage called for a combination of dexterity, physical effort and extreme caution. Bunny shuffled himself towards the edge of the bed and pushed himself up into a sitting position. Due to the severity of the hogtie, this left very little room for his bottom cheeks to find purchase on the mattress and he had to be very careful indeed not to lean too far forward and possibly fall from the bed; trussed up as he by now was, the hard floor suddenly seemed a long way down. Bunny took up the last remaining length of hemp rope, freed the bight and passed it around his chest just below the taped nipple clamps. The dexterity he needed was in order to thread the two ends of the rope through the bight, as with the toes, and similarly wind the rope around his chest, but also encasing both arms. After three passes which provided six widths of rope, he manoeuvred the bight to the centre of his chest and pulled the rope as securely tight as possible. Leaning back on the bed, Bunny tied off the rope through the bight and then pulled the spare ends firmly downwards and tied them to the belt and karada rope by his waist. This ensured that the ropes would not “ride up” and either snag the nipple clamps nor slip off over his shoulders. Bunny glanced one last time at the drawing and mentally replayed the process of the tie. When he was sure that he had followed all the stages as he had previously and meticulously planned, he grasped the triple width loop of hemp and small tied up bundle of cord with the cable tie, carefully wriggled back into a position laying on his left side and, pulse rate pounding, erect penis straining against its cloth prison, prepared to add the final element to his tie.
Bunny worked both arms behind his back and placed his left wrist downwards through the hemp rope loop. He passed the remainder of the loop through the slightly engaged cable tie attached to the small piece of cord and then worked his right wrist upwards through the loop on the other side of the cable tie. Twisting his right wrist to also face downwards, Bunny created a “figure of eight” with the hemp rope, with the cable tie positioned at the junction of the eight. After a little fiddling, he caught hold of the end of the cable tie and for one last time, paused to review the state he was now in. Emergency safety scissors were obtainable from the table by the bedside with a little wriggling, as was the charged mobile phone. Content that he had followed all the steps outlined in his crude drawing, Bunny tugged at the end of the cable tie, which cinched up tight to the crossed junction of the rope around his wrists. Bunny pulled as tightly as he could, until he could not achieve one more click of the cable tie ratcheting up. There was just enough give in the ropes around his wrists for Bunny to settle them into as comfortable a crossed position as he could, then he inhaled deeply, held the breath for a few moments and then slowly letting it out, he allowed every muscle that he consciously could, to relax into the tight embrace of the ropes. Bunny was very securely and at that precise moment very inescapably, hogtied and gagged; he was also deeply contented and blissfully happy.

It was always the same. The moment that Bunny cinched up the wrists thus completing his tie, the erotic charge of his predicament dramatically increased to the point where he felt that orgasm was unavoidable. The problem being, that at this precise moment, an orgasm was the last thing that Bunny wanted. Shudderingly pleasurable as it might be, orgasm also brought about the sudden flood of chemicals that serve to suppress the intense erotic appetite as a period of refraction commences. For Bunny this also causes a sudden dropping away of the heightened desire to be tied up and he most certainly did not want to experience that right now. Consequently, he tried every mental trick he could, to take his mind off that ultimate moment of release. He thought about some chores he had to complete the next day, he tried listening intently to sounds drifting into his room from outside. Eventually the tide receded and Bunny once again submitted to the firm grip of the ropes. When he was quite sure that the moment had passed, he tried a little moving around. He had done his work well; all the ropes were snug and secure, with no part of the tie feeling as if it might slip or loosen. As his perspiration evaporated, he felt that indeed, although very secure, his wrists had just enough space to be able to rotate against the rope. A simultaneous wiggling and rubbing together of his toes confirmed that circulation to his extremities was not dangerously impeded. Bunny’s self-assessment now moved on to his nipples. Two steady, painful yet bearable throbs confirmed that the clover clamps had a good and firm hold on his nipples and the tape securing them down seemed to have weathered the onset of sweating earlier on. The silicone ball gag was coated with thickening saliva, the aroma of which was filling his nostrils. Bunny moaned in absolute pleasure, closed his eyes, slowed his breathing and began to consciously work through his whole body, making each part of his musculature relax to the fullest extent that he could. Bunny was not interested in any kind of role-play struggling, he rather sought the deepest state of relaxation that he could attain and thereby drift into that liminal place that is called subspace. Time becomes meaningless, fantasy is not needed, even the desire for an orgasm is transcended and all that matters, is to be tied up and embraced by the ropes.

As a general rule, Bunny would aim to stay in his bondage for at least as long as it took to complete the tie and quite often for a considerably longer period of time. On this occasion he suspected that he might have briefly fallen asleep, as at one moment he seemed to emerge from that slightly disorientating moment of waking. There was a sudden realisation that he could not move, immediately followed by the realisation that he was still tied up. Waves of bliss once again washed over him, and Bunny was aware of a fleeting and totally irrational thought that he would like to spend the remainder of his life bound and gagged exactly like this. The outlandish fantasy soon passed, but Bunny continued to bask in the overwhelming glow of his bondage. He decided that it was time to try a flip over on to his stomach for a more traditional hogtie position. Shuffling as far over to one side of the bed as he could, he rolled on to his front , which brought the entire tension of the hogtie into play. His ankles strained against the ropes binding them, but moved not an inch. At the same time a dull ache morphed into a searing pain as the taped clover clamps still grasping his nipples dug into the mattress. Bunny’s sudden moans recommenced the flow of saliva around the gag on which his aching jaw now clamped to stifle any cries. His erection returned with firm urgency and again he could feel the steady climb to climax gathering pace. In that moment, Bunny decided that he was not, despite the acute nipple pain, ready to end the tie and so did not want the orgasm to occur. He immediately rolled back onto his left side and willed the surge of sexual charge to recede. For one brief moment Bunny thought that he was too late, as the first waves of climax rose through his penis. The expected ejaculation however did not flow, and with a dry, orgasmic spasm, Bunny realised that he had experienced a ruined orgasm. Consequently, the beginnings of a refractory period fought for his attention, but not to the extent that he lost interest in his bonds. Bunny lay still for a few moments and as his erection subsided, he realised that he was still content to be tied and gagged.

More time passed and as yet Bunny had resisted the temptation to look at his phone to see how long his predicament had now lasted. He concentrated on his steadily aching nipples, which every now and then would send a wave of acute pain coursing through their tightly clamped nerve endings that made his whole body convulse. Bunny tried with some success to tell himself that the convulsions were not as a result of bad pain but rather were borne of deeply pleasurable sensations akin to those of orgasm. However, his upper arms were by now starting to really ache and his jaw felt as if it were about to dislocate courtesy of the mouth-filling gag. The flow of saliva had completely dried up, which indicated to Bunny that he would soon need to rehydrate. Decision time finally arrived. Should he flip on to his stomach once more and ride his erection to a mattress pumping orgasm, or, end the tie still aroused and thus remain hungry for more? He decided that the latter would be his choice, not least of all because he had enjoyed an unplanned ruined orgasm already, and that, coupled with denial now, only added to the masochistic frustration that this eventuality would bring.

Bunny fumbled for the bunched up piece of cord that was tied to the cable tie that held his wrist bondage fast. Even though the cable tie was quite flimsy, it was at this stage completely impossible to snap, as being zipped up tight to the junction of the wrist rope meant that absolutely no leverage against it could possibly be obtained. Bunny worked the bunched up cord free and caught hold of the free end, which after some struggling and stretching he passed through the loop of the cord that was tied on to his ankle bondage. He then pulled the free end of the cord hard, forcing the merest fraction of give still available to his ankles to bring them even further into the “hog” of the tie. Then, by kicking back as hard as he could with his bound lower legs, just enough leverage was created and the cable tie snapped free. Very slowly, Bunny worked the wrist loop out of the figure of eight position and withdrew his right wrist. His arm had been held fast for so long that extending his arm became a briefly painful manoeuvre. Once the other wrist was extracted and that arm also extended, he reached behind his neck and unbuckled the gag. Again, very slowly, Bunny removed the silicone ball from his mouth and only slowly did he allow his aching jaw to close. Bunny checked the time, which revealed that he had been hogtied and gagged for almost three hours, just about three times as long as the tie had taken to apply. He felt deeply satisfied and for one brief moment, was tempted to reapply the gag and wrist bondage and continue, but sleep beckoned and by now his nipples were seriously hurting. He rolled on to his back as best as his still hogtied legs would allow and removed the strips of electrical tape securing the clover clamps. He ran his fingers over the nipple tips protruding from the vice like grip of the clamps; they were quite numb, but he knew better than to just quickly remove the clamps. One at a time, he took a deep breath and as he slowly exhaled he carefully released the grip of the clamps. On each occasion, the rush of pain as the rubber tips let go their bite was incredibly intense. Once both clamps were removed he gently massaged both nipples for a few moments to encourage some blood flow to them. Bunny then proceeded to untie the cord affecting the hogtie and once this was removed, he gently extended his bound legs and slowly came to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Now he untied the remaining leg and ankle bondage and as each length of rope fell to the floor, he ran his fingers appreciatively over the textured indentations the ropes had left on his skin. Finally, he stood up and untied the karada harness, then stood back and looked at the large tangle of ropes on the floor at his bare, rope marked feet. After a long drink of water, Bunny set about the task of gathering up his ropes, wrapping them for storage, rinsing the gag and packing all his gear away. Finally and if truth be told a little reluctantly, Bunny climbed into bed and with a deeply contented countenance and state of mind, drifted towards sleep.
"There is something comforting about being tied up" (Madonna).....Oh how I agree!!

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