Month: August 2012

Reader Contribution: Daemon 12 hour hogtie

I chat with a reader who’s had some very cool bondage play stories.  With his permission, I’m posting this story of his.  And with Daemon’s permission, I’m posting the pics he supplied of this event. 

Daemon and I had been chatting and talking on the phone and he mentioned something about long term bondage – either he or someone had been hog tied for several hours – and he mentioned he wanted to be hog tied for 12 hours. It was occasionally mentioned in conversations after that and when he next visited me (for several days) we did a lot of tying. He got tied every which way and was enjoying them. One day I was putting him into a nice secure but comfortable hog-tie and had him pretty well all roped up – wrists, arms, ankles, knees all tied and I was putting the finishing touch on the ropes – the feet pulled up to the hands. As I was pulling them up close I calmly mentioned to him “Remember that 12 hour hog-tie you wanted?”. His reaction was immediate and so much fun – instant struggling . I finished the hog-tie, forced a gag and a lightweight leather hood on him and told him the clock had started and it was now going to be 13 and a half hours before he was released. The extra hour and a half came as “punishment” for various comments he had made in our conversations (jokingly for sure). The extra 5 minutes was to make sure the full time was reached.

  The ropes all stayed on the entire time but the hood and gag came off and went back on occasionally. I made sure he was hydrated by giving him OJ through a straw and at one point he was given cake and ice cream. As for an “out” he did have one (I am not THAT cruel). At the time he sported some scruffy looking fuzz on his chin which he claimed was part of his “personality” and I told him that at any time he wanted to be untied all he had to do was let me shave it off. He completed the full time although he was a bit stiff when untied.
  Doing a tie like that to someone is actually more difficult on the top than on the victim. I had to stay right there with him and constantly monitor him to make sure he was OK. I wound up napping on the floor next to him and he managed some little naps too. Occasionally he would try to escape but it was obvious early on that he was not going to.

After contacting Daemon for this story, he generously sent me a bevy of pics that he’s allowing me to post.  It’s going to take me a while to sort through them all and get them prepped for posting, but look forward to them in the future!

Helping a friend in need

So I had a rather obscure apology posted on my blog a bit ago.  I am happy to announce that the apology has been accepted (with both the friend and my BF, on a separate note).

But I’m also saddened to hear this same friend, who is a fan of this blog, has hit a difficult patch in his life.  And he’s contemplating a terrible act to himself.  He’s not out to his family, as he says they’d disown him.  He feels all alone in the world.

I remember there was a time in my life when I felt the same.  I nearly committed suicide myself back in high school.  Back then, there was no internet.  There was no way of me knowing or being able to meet other like minded guys–or know that they even existed!  Talk about isolation.  I just knew I was relentlessly teased in high school for reasons I didn’t fully understand.  I was in denial about who I was.  And I didn’t see things getting any better.

I was all set to take pills.  And I was actually walking to the bathroom to so when my phone rang.  Out of instinct, I answered it.  It was a friend of mine just saying hello.  He had no idea what he had stopped me from, and I never told him, but I remember him making me laugh.  And suddenly, I didn’t feel as alone anymore.

I still went through some hard times, but I started to realize that maybe I could see it through.  And that I could pick myself up.

Fast forward through some still tough times that eventually got better… now I have a job I love, a great boyfriend, and a successful blog.  None of which I would have thought would ever happen.  Especially this blog.  Sometimes, we just don’t know what the future holds for us.

So for all of you who have ever felt this way… please comment, so my friend can see he’s not alone in how he feels.  Or email me, so I can forward it to him.

And if this is you, or you know someone who is, please be aware of The Trevor Project, who does amazing work with this issue.  They have a 24/7 help line at 866-488-7386.  Because no one should think their life is worthless.

Fortunately, since I started writing this post, he seems to be feeling better so far.  But… I think he (and I) would appreciate hearing from others who have also felt this way.

TFG: Bound, Gagged, Hooded and Blindfolded

Try saying all that 5 times fast.  The BF tied me up with the combination Neoprene Hood, Ultra Blindfold, and Leather Wedge Gag.  Combined, they did just about as good of a job at sensory deprivation as the Bishop Head Harness.  Which is to say, it was pretty fucking hot.

Restraints are from here.

By the way, he did a nice tie on my feet… but we’ll post that on another day.