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W H Y ?
Why do i do this? Why do i have this site? When i first started it i thought i knew why - it was something to preserve my sanity, a safe way to scream to the world that i like bondage, that i like being tied up for whatever reason! Since then it has changed. i thought that this was a way to PROMOTE BONDAGE. That sounds pretty noble. i figured i was being a noble slave. Yeah!
No, this is more than just me, more than bondage.... this is all about people. i have said it many times that i get the best mail of anyone on the net and indeed it is true! Please read the following letter. i think you will go away understanding something about the person who wrote it, about me, and about yourself.
Why indeed! Why not!
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![]() Finally comes the long awaited letter (I hope!) |
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This letter is in two parts, or
sections, one about the Internal conflict, but first,
lets get down to the good stuff. I've discovered a great method of self-bondage. You know those little black strips electricians use for tying cables together? Cable ties? Works like a charm. You can pull your thumbs together tightly or connect them to a light chain and you can have cuffs with any level of restriction you like. |
Yas, i've used those before. i like them but to get them off they have to be cut... i hate that! |
What I did last night was to loop
together four ties, two sets of two, and another set. Each tie looped around one end of one of those detachable keyrings thingies.
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![]() Again, pulled tight with teeth. Your palms are together, and fingers useless. And Ill tell you, with that operation completed youre really in the shit, and really tied up. If you ever played with those cable ties, |
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![]() How do you get out? With a Stanley knife jammed between your knees. A bit dangerous, I know, but maybe it's a guy thing. Love it. I must add that once the novelty wore off I battled for almost half an hour to free myself, and I more than once had the disturbing notion that my secret life of bondage was going to come to a sudden and incredibly ebarrassing end. Luckily it didnt. |
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![]() I use a set of female lycra opera gloves, which I got a year or three ago for the use in a fancy-dress party. Believe me, you dont wanna do it without them. And dont pull em too tight, otherwise the circulation goes and oops. Anyway, that was my latest (and most intense) self bonding experiment. Cant wait for the moment to present itself where I can do it again. |
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![]() When I was little more than a little kid - and I am talking little, before I knew what this thingameboggin was that hung between my legs, I had a "thing" for bondage. I remember reading Richie Rich comics (I could read since I was four, my only claim to any intelligence whatsoever!), and seeing the mean Mayda Money tie up the beautiful Gloria so that Richie's attentions could not be diverted. (Ol' Richie never had it that good in his life!). And there was little old me, barely old enough to blow his own nose, staring for hours at the wrap-tied Gloria, and wondering why the hell the fascination? (Publishers of Harvey comics, take note, I'm not trying to blame my sexual preferences on your product. Although it helped.) |
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![]() Mentally, I was in turmoil. Still am. Even last night, on my latest bout of self bondage, with the aid of a key-ring, two cable ties and a length of ribbon, I feel that it can't be right. Nevermind the religious aspect, which I won't go into, but I feel as if I am doing myself an injustice here. I feel like I am betraying myself, in the sense that I could be out there doing something, being creative, writing, painting, anything. Instead I am lying here with my hands tied up, with Monty Python doing the funky Chicken in my pants! But, oh, it feels so good....... |
![]() The point is that we are all conned into following the crowd. i remember reading an article once about a group of people who were shunned by all - they even shunned others in their group. These were the people with zits (pimples.) Bondage is like that. At least half the people like it and ALL the people hide it! Not because its dirty or sick or anything, but because it relates to sex. Everyone hides their sex habits. Virgins pretned like they aren't. People with a shoe fetish keep it a secret. And even the vanilla types that think sex should only be done in the missionary position keep that a secret too. We try to keep sex out of the eye of the kids (and our parents too!) |
![]() And this frustrates me even further. It is a very weird situation for me, and I live in a daily environment knowing I am a crazed sex-pot into self-humiliation and sado-masochistic rituals, but at the same time very much a puritan, never fantasising about sex and bondage, but rather as bondage as an extra, and sex as something more pure (ever seen Exit to Eden? - That is what I am talking about - fun and foreplay in cuffs, making love in a sunlit room with white sheets.) |
![]() This really hurts me! So many people suffering from the same thing - trying to live their lives as they think other people think they should! Yuk! The crime is that we perpetuate this when we have to hide our desire for bondage. How long must this go on? Somehow in the attempt to protect us as children our parents have cursed us with the feeling that we must keep sex hidden - especially some sex act that is different from the so-called norm! The bad news i don't know of any way to break the cycle. If i had a little girl or boy of my own i know it would be very very hard to let them know how i like my sexual activety. How could i tell my daughter that i am a slave? ...and that i like it? |
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![]() cheers |
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Gxxx Me. |
Kisses Master Chris' slave shevette |
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