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I was a little tied up the weekend before last. Y'know, in the literal sense.



I think it'd been something like a year and a half since I last had an opportunity? Recently I've started to meet some kinky folks in the area. Fortunately, one kind individual mentioned he was looking for someone to practice some bondage on and would I be interested.

The idea was to try several simple bondage positions, and snap some pics. Bound to a chair, bound to a bed, etc. Unfortunately, the weather seemed out to complicate things. It was extremely humid that day, which intensifies my allergies. So my nose was running constantly, which isn't the most fun.

On the upside, I finally got to feel what a corset is like when its tied by someone other than yourself. I wasn't actually expecting how turned on I got from the tightness of it. Though trying to take a deep breath before a sneeze was...interesting.

I also finally got to see what vet wrap feels like. A lot stretchier than I realized, though you can also get it pretty tight and secure. Also, I did not realize you could breathe through it. Which means you can also talk through it, but that's what gags are for. I'm, of course, very curious what it'd feel like to be mummified in it.



(If you're viewing this from a darker monitor, that is not a hood I'm wearing, just a big dot I added in Photoshop.)

I'm hoping we can have some more fun and photos in the future. Hopefully on a less muggy day. He's mentioned a desire to build a vac bed at some point, and you know there would end up being lots of pics of that. ;-)

There's a little break, but I'm still tied up. I discover that the blindfold has moved just enough from all my squirming about that I can now see a little under it a little, if I angle my head right. Cat kind of laughs when he notices me "following" him with my one "free" eye.

The exact sequence of events is kind of foggy here (and Cat doesn't seem to remember any better), so I'm sort of piecing this together as best I can. I believe it's here that he takes the gag out. Which was quite a relief, as it had started "biting" a bit into the corners of my mouth. Oddly, when I was wearing in the next day and it was strapped *tighter,* it didn't seem to bite as much. Go figure.

I start to ramble to him a bit about what I experienced, etc. -- I've already gone into "processing" mode. I've also managed to mostly slip the blindfold off by rubbing my head against the pillow under me, heh. But it turns out he's not done with me yet, ohhh no.

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So much happened these previous two days, I'm honestly not sure I'll be able to remember all the details. Particularly bits when I was in maybe a foggier headspace, heh. And for sure, I might get the order of some parts mixed up. But I'll try my best. ;-)


A friend who goes by the name Cat has been keeping a fun bondage-centric journal at catbondage (which he tells me he was inspired to start after reading my own ^_^). In one entry, he was talking about how he's long had an interest in bondage and a fascination with total power exchange, but questioning if he'd really have the desire to ever do the "master" thing in reality. And then one day he had a realization:

"This spring I was at an introduction to shibari class, and at one point we had tied rope on the front of our partner, and the next step was to tie the rope up their back. In a bit of humor the instructor said, "so if you're a dom top, at this point you tell your submissive to turn around, and if you're a service top, you go around to the other side". And I had a bit of a lightbulb go off, and I thought, "oh, I'm a service top!"

Because I've always been a builder, a doer. I build projects, I write software, I implement. I don't get a thrill myself out of someone being compliant... if I'm going to tie someone up, if they've given me permission to tie them up, I don't care what they do. They can struggle or be resistant or try to escape or beat me off me off or just stand there, it doesn't matter: I am going to tie them up and make them helpless."

A month ago I was reading a story over in consciousobject's journal, and at one point the protagonist asked the inventor, "do you think we could use [your invention] to try out some other fantasies of mine?". I commented that when I read that, I thought, "you know, that's what I want. I want to be an implementor of fantasies"."

I thought that was really cool, commenting how "people like that seem so hard to find, at least on BDSM personals. "Service top," I like that, hehe. I just want to find someone who enjoys tying girls up, who loves that I love them tying me up, without the whole 'serving' thing. ;-P" Cat had been thinking doing a little traveling, and I guess at that moment he decided he should make this one of his stops, lol.

And so this became the final stop on his planned trip (so that there wouldn't be a rush to get off to the next destination). The idea being to meet up and chat a bit, and then if feeling sufficiently comfortable with the other, finding a place to have some bondage fun. The only slight difficulty being that my roommates aren't kinky, and Cat was staying in a hostel, so I'd probably have to find a hotel room or something.

Before arriving in town, he sent an email to give a heads-up. At the bottom of the message, he included this silly extra bit, referencing my "DomBot" entry:

"*beep*

Thank you for shopping Bondorobo! We thought you might like to know that your order of one (1) Bondage-Bot has shipped and is due to arrive at the Barnes and Noble in [city] at 12 noon. Your Bondage-Bot comes equipped with a full range of bondage gear for your enjoyment. However, if you are dissatisfied with your Bondage-Bot for any reason, please return it for a full refund. Here at Bondorobo, we aim to please!"

Just had to post that...it was too silly. ;-)

We initially met up at the cafe of B and N, but there ended up being so many people in the area that day, being so library-quiet, it felt to me like everything we said would be overheard even if we tried to whisper. So I suggested relocating to the food court at the mall, where as expected we were able to talk quite loudly without much worry, drowned out by the sounds around us.

After chatting for awhile and being able to determine that the other isn't a weirdo crazy person or anything (just two weirdo bondage fans?), we retired off to find a location to have some bondage fun. I had never done this hotel-just-for-some-place-private thing before, so it was kind of weird for me. Even moreso, the most affordable place in the area ended up being not a hotel but a motel...I'm actually not sure if I've ever stayed in a motel before, lol. But once we had a room and were settled, I got over the initial awkwardness fairly quickly. And it ended up being a decent enough place (though I hear the shower had some problems).

Then he brought out his bag filled with various possible toys to play with (including lots of rope). I don't have much in the way of bondage toys myself, but did bring along a bag with my catsuit and zentai suits, for him to choose from if he desired ("do you want the bot? the ragdoll?" heh).

I wasn't really entirely sure what to expect from the day. The snippets of experiences I've read on his blog don't really talk much about any sort of sensation play or how clothed the people were that he's been able to practice tying up so far. Knowing he's read enough of my blog to have gotten a fairly clear idea of what sorts of what I do or don't go for, I'd kind of decided to myself (not openly stated, just in my thoughts) that I'd leave it up to him how comfortable he was as far as my level of undress and types of sensation play, if any. For all I knew, we might end up just sitting around chatting while I'm tied up in various ways.

All I can say is, was I in for a surprise!

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Found at Doll's Realm -- it has both bondage *and* doll-esque packaging, so of course I had to repost it here. ;-)



Looks similar to a shoot Gord did once.

And here's a vid explaining the story behind the commercial, and the controversy it's created:



Those cheekie brits, and their silly words like "cheekie." ;-)

I'd completely forgotten to mention this here in the blog, but remember that Second Life Draconic bondage furniture I'd posted about previously? Well, my SL friend Roen completely surprised me with a Christmas gift...she bought me the chandelier, the end-table, and the floor lamp (which it turns out any user can turn on and off by clicking, hehe). How cool as that? (Thanks again, Roen. ^_^)

And just this last weekend, a good "meatspace" (aka in-person) friend of mine who came to visit similarly surprised me with a gift. I wasn't sure what to expect inside, perhaps a DVD or something? I open it up, and what do I find...?

Bondage cuffs!

These are special for two reasons. Not only did the realization hit me that these are the first ever (non-virtual) kinky gift I've ever receieved...but they also happen to be the first piece of actual bondage equipment/fetishwear/kinky item I've ever owned. Ever. Much much thanks to my friend Mae for that. :-)