Showing posts with label cbt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cbt. Show all posts

Monday, April 6, 2015

An evening in sensory deprivation

I invited Bonniedio to come over after work one night for an evening of bondage play, it's been exceptionally cold out lately so what better time to tie a boy up in down insulated gear? I've played with Bonniedio enough now to get a good sense of what he likes and dislikes, he's a sucker for the sensory deprivation hood and the puppy mitts (although my puppy mitts are a bit small on him, he has his own that fit him better), so it was a no brainer that I would have him tied up with these for the evening.  As for gear I decided to have him wear the Eastern Mountain Sports Helios and a pair of nylon track pants, a pretty cozy combination for the evening.



I had a couple of ideas swimming through my head of what I could do to him.  The first was a bit of coffee table bondage which didn't work out quite as well as I'd hope and after a bit of teasing was quickly abandoned.





Next I decided to try my hand at a rope harness, if there's any rope experts reading: I don't pretend to be a seasoned rope bondage practitioner, so if it's not done up to code that's just a lack of training, practice, and experience showing through.  Once I had him nicely trussed up it was time to bind him to a chair with a couple of large zip ties to quickly and easily bind the remainder of him to the chair.










By this point while edging I pushed him a bit too far and he managed to shoot a load, unsure if it was a ruined orgasm I decided to push him for an immediate follow up which eventually got too much for the boy to handle and I left him horny and frustrated to endure some more bondage.  Not willing to just let him simmer in the same position though, I decided to give him a bit of a surprise and dropped him to the floor in the perfect position to tease his exposed feet.






Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Bondage on display

Peter and Outdoorsie double-teamed me with an idea to tie me down to the coffee table in my living room in The North Face Himalayan and tease my cock for a while.  The two did a very good job of restricting my movement and not making the position destroy my back, but after a while my forearms were pretty sore for the entire scene.








Saturday, January 14, 2012

Hogties and CBT

My first experiments with CBT were memorable for all the wrong reasons; I met up with a rather slap happy sadistic dom who left my genitals bruised and swollen for days. Safe to say I was turned off of CBT for a long time after that until Paul gently nudged me back into it... I'd say I'm a fan of light cock & ball torture now, and this fits the bill perfectly. Peter had me geared up in the Marmot Stockholm and secured in a reverse-hogtie which was soon followed by knotting my testicles to my ankles. This ensured I wouldn't be stretching or squirming too often unless Peter was instigating that sort of reaction, and to be fair when he was looking for that reaction I was loving every minute of it.

The more astute observers probably recognize the comforter I'm lying on, once again the Stockholm and REI Sub Kilo are reunited. I think Peter was unintentionally aiming for that sweet spot of orange and blue complimentary colors... or he's been secretly studying his photography.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Spread Eagle and Tortured

Peter and I took a trip down to the hardware store to pick up a few different odds and ends. We walked in looking for a bit of rope to compliment the 8 meters I brought with me from Canada, and somehow we walked out with a bunch of chain, wooden clothes pins and zip ties to go along with our rope. That said we've yet to use the rope however the first thing we did once home was attach the chain to the bed-frame and then to my wrists and ankles. Since I hadn't been tied up in the new Marmot Greenland, Peter figured that we should break it in. And who am I to argue?





I think it's pretty obvious where this is going from this point... Peter slapped a bit of duct tape over my mouth just to shut me up while he attached the wooden clothes pins to my nipples, balls and foreskin. While it didn't hurt that much going on, within a few minutes the pain gets unbearable. However the worst of the pain is actually when you take them off.


Saturday, March 27, 2010

RubberAsylum

I came across a video on xtube recently created by Rubberasylumbound. I was a bit surprised at first to see a guy tied up in a North Face Himalayan Down Suit, but I was a bit more surprised by how he was tied up. I couldn't help but wish I was in his shoes, meanwhile the lucky submissive finds the whole ordeal to be torturous. Damn guy doesn't know how lucky he is.



I'm hoping to see more videos like this in the future.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Nuptse Bondage

After getting my new North Face jacket I was just dying to try it out, and when I say that I'm not just talking about wearing it around town; I wanted to be tied up in it. Luckily Paul had contacted me out of the blue with a similar desire, he was wondering when we could hook up for another bondage session - I was quick to mention that I had a new jacket and he was more than willing to indulge my down jacket kink again.

Paul and I experimented with a few different positions before we settled on tying me up with my arms tied at my sides, ankles and knees bound together. I can usually squirm my way out of anything Paul throws at me so he added a pair of winter gloves to the mix, drastically reducing my chances at escaping. After a short while of squirming, struggling, teasing and edging Paul tied a rope around my testicles and tightly fixed it to the bedpost - which was both uncomfortable and pleasurable at the same time. Unfortunately the feeling was short lived as I slowly slid further down the bed alleviating most of the stress on my testes.

Still, I had fun.