After a few painful months of being in a cervical collar (and possibly another surgery soon), Im able to write about my recent unfortunate experience. The doctors think I will be back to almost normal eventually with some possible nerve pain for a long while.
Since summer time I have been experiencing the joys (and challenges) of being with an additional partner who is new to BDSM. Needless to say it has been a whirlwind of activity, hedonism, and that activity expanded into some more forms of my favorite suspension bondage.
I have written elsewhere about the details of our suspension bondage setup in our garage, however, to summarize it is setup with four pulleys in each corner of the garage with steel cables that are centrally attached to an electric winch in the center of the ceiling.
We got the creative idea of trying a 69 with our new sub and I, while both suspended. Because I was on the bottom and we only have one set of leather suspension cuffs, I was made to wear those, while Kim was on top wearing normal silicon wrist and ankle restraints. Crucially, she is a bit shorter than I am, so additional chains where needed to "extend" the corner cables to her restraints, whereas mine where attached directly. It took quite a bit of time and adjustments by our owner to make sure we were both aligned within reach of each other and our bondage was still sufficiently tight on our limbs.
After a few test pulls, we were finally lifted off of the prep table into the air by the winch and the table was removed. Needless to say our hormones kicked in, we both started to get into a pleasurable rhythm of swaying and tonging as I felt waves of incredibly awesome tension on my wrist and ankles and sensual lips on me.
Horrifyingly something went wrong in a flash and I came around to excruciating pain all over my naked upper body and EMTs asking me questions about my condition before being loaded into an ambulance and taken to the hospital.
I am told that the rivets in the d-rings of the wrist cuffs pulled through the leather out one-by-one in quick succession which led to my upper body falling to the ground smashing the back of my head to the concrete floor. Reflecting on this it was supporting not only my weight but the weight of Katie as well due to the configuration that was chosen to restrain her on top. The waves of tension certainly didnt help and relying on leather cuffs for the only means of support was incredibly reckless.
While I dont mind dying for my fetish, being handicapped as a result is certainly not a desirable outcome for anyone involved and wanted to give a warning to those who play with gravity to make sure you are within the limits of what the designers have envisioned for the restraints.