Floorwork (rope, endurance, diaper)

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Floorwork (rope, endurance, diaper)

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Another tale featuring the rope-loving, hogtie-obsessed Bunny; this time, he has a marathon in mind!



Floorwork

Twelve hours. The phrase rolled around Bunny’s head as he set to gathering all the items he needed to prepare for this marathon session. Twelve hours bound and gagged, alone in the house with almost no chance at all of being disturbed. This was one selfbondage session that required plenty of carefully thought-out planning and, he suspected, a degree of mental and physical stamina unlike any he had previously endured throughout his plentiful and varied solo bondage games. His two housemates were away for several days and so Bunny had the detached house to himself. The neighbours either side very seldom had cause to call around and no other visitors were expected. As with all his sessions, Bunny scanned the gathered equipment slowly and carefully to ensure that all was ready for him to commence. In one corner of the room floor, Bunny had placed his emergency safety shears and a charged mobile phone; taped to the wall just above them was a piece of paper bearing the words "Loser's Corner". Bunny liked a little self-imposed incentive to complete his planned sessions!

The nearby town clock rang out four sonorous tones. Bunny had already been awake and preparing since 3am; his plan was to complete the tie by 5am, leaving plenty of time for a good freshen-up and restorative evening meal. Food and drink during the coming hours would be just part of the challenge that Bunny was setting for himself, not least of all because he intended to spend the whole time gagged. On the floor at one end of his bedroom, Bunny had placed a large, shallow soup dish into which, he had roughly crumbled a selection of chocolate digestives and custard creams. Next to this was a family sized ceramic salad bowl filled brimful with cold water. Both bowls were placed on a large plastic sheet that covered a good patch of the carpet around them. Bunny’s gag would consist of a length of cotton material knotted in the middle, with the knot pulled back inside his mouth. The knot would be effective enough to stifle any loud cries, but also leave enough room for Bunny to be able to dip his mouth into the salad bowl, allow the knot of the gag to soak up some water which he could then suck out and swallow. The dampness of the gag should also allow him to be able to manoeuvre occasional clumps of biscuit fragments into his mouth, which would be broken down further by the moist cloth so that he could swallow some nourishment as best he could. Hydration is a very important factor to consider in games such as these, so Bunny poured himself a pint of water which he steadily began to consume. He had already attended to his morning toilet and had no intention of visiting the bathroom again until his self-imposed ordeal was over. Bunny had purchased a pack of the largest, most highly absorbent adult incontinence pants that he could find and now he stepped into a pair of them. Knowing that he would be shuffling around on the bedroom floor for much of the time, he took some heavy duty duct tape and sealed up the legs and waist of the pants to his skin. Over the pants, Bunny also pulled on a pair of black lycra running shorts which again, he taped securely to his skin at waist and legs. A growing erection strained against these hampering layers, which Bunny willed to subside; there was no place in this scenario for premature orgasm, maybe towards the end, but not now. Draining the pint glass of its contents, Bunny applied the knot gag which he securely tied behind his neck with a tight granny knot.

Bunny had scattered a variety of soft materials around the bedroom floor, including his duvet and a number of pillows and cushions; he might be an incurable masochist, but a little comfort did not seem too unreasonable for such a long time bound. As much as he enjoyed the challenge of simply enduring his time in bondage, Bunny also reasoned that despite his contentment and arousal, boredom could well become a factor during this lengthy period of time. Bunny therefore placed a laptop opened on the floor a few feet opposite his bedside, which was set to play a list of “curated” bondage-themed videos of varying length; he would need only to manoeuvre the cursor to start the play, using either his bound wrists or maybe his nose! Taking a good length of 6mm hemp rope, he set about tying himself into a karada harness, which he secured tightly through his crotch and around his back. Bunny never treated his hemp ropes, but rather allowed them to “weather” in of their own accord. He loved the distinctive, herby smell of the rope and also the scratchy bite of it that smoothing out would certainly diminish. Using column ties of several wraps at each point, with more ropes, Bunny worked up from his big toes, to his feet, to his ankles, to his below and above knees. He encircled his upper arms and chest several wraps and this rope he tied off at the front, securing it to the lower section of the karada harness. Using a length of thick cord, he also secured the rear of the chest wraps to the karada for added security. Taking a length of rope, Bunny passed it around his lower waist three times so that it made six widths thickness, and this he tied as tightly belt-fashion as he could stand, again anchoring it off at the front of the karada. Laying down on the floor on his side, Bunny took a shorter length of rope and passed it through the column junction of his ankle bondage, up, through and over the rope around his waist and then back for another full pass by the same route. He pulled this rope “pulley-fashion” until his legs were in a sort of halfway hogtie. Bunny wanted the hampering to make movement across the floor challenging but not impossible. Pausing to double-check that the pair of safety shears and phone were obtainable if needed, albeit requiring a long shuffle to the far side of the room, Bunny applied the final item; his wrist bondage. Using his preferred figure-of-eight, two-width thickness 6mm hemp wrist loop, fastened by a cable tie at the junction with an attached, bunched up “escape rope” which would need tying on to another section of the bondage so that by tugging the cable tie would snap and free the loop, Bunny manoeuvred his wrists into place behind his back and tugged on the cable tie. With a ratcheting noise that again accelerated both his pulse rate and his erection, Bunny completed his tie and the long session commenced. The time was 4.55am.


The clock that Bunny had left in sight showed 8.15am. By now, Bunny’s bladder was clearly full and the need to pee was becoming urgent. A combination of laying on his side and not being positioned over a toilet bowl, caused his brain to resist the signals to relax his bladder muscles; the constant tendency towards erection did not help either, but eventually, inner water pressure won the day and Bunny felt a warming flow of urine pass into the incontinence pad taped to his skin. The sensation of rapidly expanding material as the pads impressive absorption qualities got to work was wonderful in its perverse decadence. Suitably relieved, he decided to try and make his way to the water bowl in order to replace the lost fluid. The semi-hogtie did indeed hamper progress, but with a little shuffling he managed to arrive at the temporary food and water station. Flipping partially onto his stomach, Bunny dipped his face into the bowl of water and allowed the knot and surrounding material of his gag to soak up as much fluid as it could hold. Straight away, he sucked deeply and managed to swallow a good mouthful of water. He repeated this process three times, then shuffled closer to the bowl of biscuits. His planned method of feeding seemed to work well. Leaning into the bowl, a couple of fragments of chocolate digestive clung to the wet cloth, and with deft movements of his tongue, Bunny managed to flick them into his mouth. With a combination of chewing”around” the gag, Bunny managed to create a soft, biscuity paste which he could swallow with a little effort. Falling back onto his side, Bunny sucked as much moisture as he could from the chocolate-stained knot in his mouth. He moaned with the satisfaction of a hurdle well negotiated and relaxed as best he could into the strewn quilt and pillows.
Time passed and Bunny enjoyed the sensation of what he had to admit was a good, stable and secure tie. By 11.00, Bunny was ready for another trip to the feeding station and when fed and thirst-slaked, he shuffled over to the laptop and using his nose, carefully clicked the mouse that hit the cursor hovering over the play button of the Youtube kinky miscellany. He settled back as best he could against the side of the bed and enjoyed the show.

At 13.30, Bunny again had no choice but to let a flow of urine enter the enlarged pad. This time, it felt as if some urine was leaking a little around the edge of the pad, and he hoped that the heavy-duty tape forming a seam would contain the leakage. Eight hours of limited movements was taking its toll on his upper arms, which were constantly aching and his toes were frequently giving way to occasionally excruciatingly painful cramps. He made another trip to the bowls, which only served to increase the discomfort. He decided to have as long a drink as possible on this visit and to consume a good few mouthfuls of biscuit, so that this might be his last trip of the session. The Youtube videos were still playing but Bunny had seen enough. Wriggling closer to the laptop, he used his right foot to flip the lid shut, thus ending the show. He immediately regretted this technique as yet another raging cramp pulsed through his toes. Bunny moaned loudly and panted with pain as he tried in vain to extend his feet against the firm, tight grip of the ropes that bound him fast. Eventually the cramp subsided and exhausted, Bunny allowed his breathing to slow, flipped onto his side, closed his eyes and thankfully began to drift away, as the ropes seemed to hug him into a liminal state of almost sleep.

Maybe Bunny did sleep for a time; when he next glanced at the clock it showed 16.10. Fifty minutes to go, and he would have achieved a true milestone in his lifelong bondage journey. Twelve hours bound. Once more, Bunny felt the need to pee and this time, drowsy as he was, the flow seemed to begin almost immediately. There was no doubt however, the pad was saturated and the golden flow was seeking alternative escape. He felt the taped seam of his left thigh give way, and a warming trickle began to run down the front of his thigh. Bunny was close enough to the feeding station to be able to roll over so that his wet thigh was well on the plastic sheeting that was under the two bowls. In fact he used his bound hands to move both bowls away from the sheet, so that most of his mid-section could lie on it. More urine flowed around his pants, and Bunny felt the wetness now on the plastic sheet.

At 16.50, Bunny had a decision to make. Should he end this marathon session still hungry for more, or treat himself to a good, deep orgasm and thus enter a period of refraction as his self-imposed bondage ends? He decided to have the treat, and as the clock face showed 16.55, Bunny gently rolled over onto his stomach and slowly, steadily and deeply, he ground his groin into the carpet until he felt his entrapped foreskin begin to obligingly move up and down his straining, solid shaft. After several such thrusts, a heartbeat-thundering orgasm began to build until one of the most deep and long-lasting orgasms that Bunny could recall, pulsed and radiated throughout his groin and seemed to journey through his entire, bound frame. For one blissful moment, Bunny wondered if the sensation would ever end, but end it did, as another kind of warm, plenteous fluid flowed into the sodden pad and pants around his waist. The orgasm subsided and Bunny moaned long and shudderingly with a pleasure that not even the onset of his refractory period could lessen. Before he even thought of commencing his escape, Bunny surprised himself by recommencing his grinding into the carpet. Heart pounding, after a few minutes, he was rewarded with a second, lesser but still overwhelming orgasm. After this, he did commence his escape. The bottle of wine and curry that he set to enjoying in front of a good movie just two hours later, felt like the best reward ever and even though he was still refracting, Bunny was already imagining further rope-based scenarios again.
"There is something comforting about being tied up" (Madonna).....Oh how I agree!!

"I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission." (HAL 9000)
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Re: Floorwork (rope, endurance, diaper)

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A well-thought-out description of a scenario.
Have you taken any lessons with Sherlock Holmes? :)
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kinbaku wrote:A well-thought-out description of a scenario.
Have you taken any lessons with Sherlock Holmes? :)
For his next adventure, you might want to introduce Bunny to ABDL diapers and booster pads, there is no need to leak within 12 hours and only 3 or 4 wettings :wink:
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kinbaku wrote:A well-thought-out description of a scenario.
Have you taken any lessons with Sherlock Holmes? :)
Thank you very much :D
I have been working on a series of short stories I call "Bunny Tales; Stories with plenty of restraint", purely for my own enjoyment, but I thought that this might be a good forum to both share my hobby and maybe get a little feedback. This tale now exhausts Bunny's hogtie fun which, in both tales is based on actual scenario's, and some of the other tales are works of pure fantasy involving quicksand encasement, device bondage, incarceration, forced milking and more in the works! As characters go, Bunny certainly gets to "know the ropes"! :rofl:
"There is something comforting about being tied up" (Madonna).....Oh how I agree!!

"I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission." (HAL 9000)
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Gregovic wrote:
kinbaku wrote:A well-thought-out description of a scenario.
Have you taken any lessons with Sherlock Holmes? :)
For his next adventure, you might want to introduce Bunny to ABDL diapers and booster pads, there is no need to leak within 12 hours and only 3 or 4 wettings :wink:
Thanks for the tip; I'll be sure to try tha.....er.....pass that on to Bunny! :D
"There is something comforting about being tied up" (Madonna).....Oh how I agree!!

"I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission." (HAL 9000)
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