I have a common problem. No one to tie me up. Naturally, I do it myself, when the opportunity presents itself, namely, having some time completely alone. Since no one knows about my “hobby”, I have to be very careful. I really don’t want anyone finding out about this because of my postion in the community, social situation, etc. Anyway, I’ve been doing this for many years evading discovery and being very careful not to get myself into situations that I can’t get out of.

Recently, I had some time alone and I looked forward to a good long bondage session. I had purchased a device called a rope ratchet in the hopes of being able to do an elbow tie, which is very difficult when you are not any more limber than I am. This seemed like a really good idea at first, but deteriorated later on.

I assembled all my stuff on the bed and started to get prepared. First on was the corset which really pushed my boobs up and out. They aren’t very big, but this helps. Tweezer nipple clamps went on next just to add a little discomfort. Both plugs went in next with a crotch strap to hold them in. By now, I was already getting HOT, dripping and vibrating like mad. Getting into the thigh-high hose was a real challenge with all this going on, but I got it done and topped them off with strappy 5 inch black patent heels that would not come off accidentally.

Now started the tying. First I tied my ankles, cinching them up tight, then followed with my knees. Then it got kind of tricky. I put my 4 coil wrist loop in a handy place along with the zip tie that cinches it up permanently. After this is zipped up between the wrists, there is no way out without a knife, which, by the way, I had hung by an Ice cube out of reach for at least an hour. When It melts, the knife drops within reach and I cut myself loose. Nothing to it other than the waiting. Yeah, right! Since I had never been in a good elbow tie before, I reckoned a little short of reality.

Anyhow, I now put 3 loops around my elbows connected by the rope ratchet then ran the loose end thru my ankle ropes, so I would be able to tighten the loops up easily later. Now it was time to get into the wrist loops. I realized that this was pretty much the moment of truth, so I took a minute to assess my situation and check that everything was in place. I realized that I had forgotten, of all things, my gag. I use a half-hood that I got from Devonshire that has a BIG penis gag inside and straps around my neck and over my head making it impossible to remove or even to move while tied. I scooted over to it and strapped it on pulling it good and tight to ensure silence as well as some discomfort. Now I was ready for the wrist loop. I slipped it on with the zip tie in between the wrists and zipped it up a little. I could still back out, but I really didn’t want to. I grabbed the elbow tightening rope from between my ankles and gave it a tug to see if it would work as planned, which it did. I could feel the elbow rope tighten up a little. The question now was how much to tighten it up. It turns out that I should have made this decision before the final cinch on my wrists. I didn’t, however. Grabbing the zip tie, I tightened it up thereby imprisoning myself for 30 or 40 minutes at least. Now I started pulling on the elbow rope with my legs via the ankle rope. It made it very easy (too easy, it turns out) to pull my elbows together. I pulled a little more and got my elbows within about 8 inches of each other. There seemed to be some left without any undue discomfort so I pulled some more. This time it seemed pretty tight, but I realized now that the rope ratchetdidn’t allow for mistakes. No going back or adjustments. I took stock for a few minutes and struggled around some thinking how cool this was and how good it felt to actually have my elbows tied. Glancing at the clock, I realized that I only had about 15 minutes till the knife dropped, so I gave the rope another good tug. This resulted in my elbows being pulled within about 4 or 5 inches of each other, which resulted in a lot of tension and discomfort. I still wasn’t worried too much, tho’ since the knife would fall soon. I did some serious thrashing around now gaining an appreciation for just how restrictive an elbow tie really is.

I really couldn’t do much of anything but roll around. I even had a hard time sitting up. All this time and struggling had made me very wet and stimulated and finally resulted in a huge orgasm crashing down on me. When it finally subsided, I looked up at the knife and realized that it was just about ready to fall. Thank goodness, I thought. I really need to get this elbow loop off. My shoulders were cramping and everything else was very uncomfortable. About that time, the knife fell. It was only about 6 feet away, so I scooted over to it and started cutting my wrists free. This worked without a hitch as the ropes parted and my wrists came free. Now came the problem. Any other time, when my wrists were free, I could just untie myself. I came to the realization that there was no way to untie the elbow rope, nor could I untie or cut the ropes on my knees or ankles. Still, I figured, no problem, I’ll just reach up and cut the elbow rope. WRONG! When I reached up with the knife, I found that my elbows were so close together that I couldn’t put the blade on the rope between them. Now I had a real problem. Even with my hands free, I couldn’t get free, nor could I get to my feet to hop over to get to some other way of getting out. Well, I was wrong about that,too thank goodness. With a lot of struggling and a good deal of anxiety and some panic, I was able to get to my feet. I hopped over to the mirror so I could see just what I had to deal with. I noticed that the little release lever on the ratchet was on the outside where I might be able to snag it on something and loosen the rope. I then hopped over to the door jamb and started trying to rub the lever. After about 10 minutes of trying, I finally hooked it on the edge of the jamb and the rope loosened a little, before the ratchet grabbed again. This could turn out to be a long process. I got better at it tho’ and in about another 10 minutes or so I had loosened it up quite a bit. Now if I could get back to the knife, I could cut myself loose. It was getting to be time, too since my hands were going to sleep. Hopping and struggling, I got to the knife. I dropped it a couple of times before I finally parted the rope and came free. Freeing my knees and ankles, I lay back and relaxed for a while trying to get feeling back in my hands and flexibility back in my shoulders.

I can now say with confidence that If someone else puts a good elbow tie on you, you ain’t gettin’ loose, whether or not your wrists are tied. I may try this again, but I’ll have better way of getting my elbows loose. All I can say is thank goodness I wasn’t in a hogtie or I’d never have gotten loose.

Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this tale. I certainly enjoyed it.

Later,
Rockett