I finally had the house to myself for two days! I’d been waiting for this for months and had put together a couple of great ideas for self bondage. I’ve been doing this for many years and have gotten pretty good and original at it. Having no partner for this stuff will make you really use your imagination.

Anyhow, I got all my hot clothing out as well as my collection of ropes and my rope ratchet which I hoped to make an integral part of my long-imagined scene. Starting with a sexy corset with a push up bra, I cinched up to a 23 inch waist that made me look like almost like a cartoon.( a very sexy one). Then came the rubber panties with built in dildo/plugs so I would be constantly aroused. Then I put on the thigh high hose and my 5 inch black patent pumps with 3 straps to prevent them coming off. Not that I would have the capability of getting them off anyway in the position I had in mind.

I set up my apparatus by hanging a cloth bag with 5 ice cubes in it from a beam in the ceiling. I hung my rope ratchet hook over the ice cubes in the sack and hung the loop down close to the floor. I hung two ropes from the loop, one with the wrist loop, the other to attach to my ankle ropes.

At this point, I put on my half-hood penis gag and tightened it up as much as I could without making it hard to breathe. I wouldn’t be able to change anything including my position if this worked as planned. Now, I put the electrodes of the electro box down in my rubber panties high up in my groin area for maximum sexual stimulation and turned it on to adjust the level. I got it to a level that felt like I’d probably have an orgasm in about 5 minutes max and heaven knows how often after that until the ice melted and let me turn it off. Reluctantly, I turned it off so I could complete my situation.

Now I lay down on the floor and my ankles and knees together and attached the ankle rope from the ratchet to them. Now things got sorta tough. I put the wrist loop thru the cinch loop that hung from the ratchet. Getting close now. I turned over on my belly after attaching the tweezer type nipple clamps. Checking around, I saw that all was in order, so I reached over and turned the electro box back on and the stimulation began in earnest letting my know that I had to hurry if I didn’t want to blow into a huge orgasm and lose my nerve. I squirmed my wrists into the loop with the cinch loop between, and began to pull on the ratchet rope. Nothing much happened at first, but after a few clicks, it started to haul my ankles up in the air, then started pulling on my wrists. It got pretty difficult at this point, since it was pretty hard to pull down on the same rope that pulls the hands upward.

By now, the cinch loop had tightened trapping my wrists in the loop, so I was pretty much caught for the duration of the ice melt. My position wasn’t extreme enough yet to make anything very uncomfortable, but after testing the position a bit, I decided I could stand more so I began to work on pulling everything up higher. This was pretty difficult resulting in my beginning to sweat profusely. Never thinking about the fact that whatever pulling I did was permanent, I continued to work on the hoist rope until all that was on the floor was my hips and of course the nipple clamps which were becoming pretty uncomfortable by now. Every movement made them rub on the floor and really hurt/stimulate my nipples.

Until now, all my concentration and work was on pulling myself into an almost suspended hogtie/strappado position, but suddenly the electro stim sent me over the edge into a crashing orgasm which sorta’ brought me back to reality. The reality being that I was in a very stringent position, that, due to the “one way nature” of the rope ratchet, I could not change in the least. It didn’t take long for it to become very uncomfortable, if not painful. When I came down from the orgasm, I assessed my situation. It wasn’t a pretty one, since I figured that it would be at least an hour till the ice melted and let me down. I wished that I had tried this in a dry run before becoming totally committed as I was. I didn’t know how I would stand this for an hour or even 10 more minutes, but that was not at issue. I had to stand whatever pain and discomfort came my way, since there was nothing I could do to change anything or even make my position more comfortable. Worse, or better, the constant electro stimulation along with the plugs were building me toward another orgasm. The closer it got the more I squirmed around making the clamps stimulate and hurt my tender nipples. I screamed into the gag as then next orgasm crashed over me and thrashed about as much as my bonds would allow, which was almost none.

I was quickly becoming exhausted from the orgasms and the stringent position, but the stringentness and stimulation continued unabated. It seemed now that I had hardly come down from the second climax when I was about to go into a third. I was about to go nuts and had lost all concept of time, except that I knew that the orgasms were coming in waves now with hardly any letup in between. It was like a constant wave of pleasure that went up and down like a wave, except that in my exhausted state it wasn’t all that pleasureable any more. It was mostly just wearing me out and making my nipples sore. I had lost track of time as well as the number of orgasms by now and could only concentrate on my crotch and the ache in my shoulders and back. Later, I figured out that I must have been in that position for about 55 minutes. Finally, the ice melted enough to let the ratchet slip over the bag and fall releasing the tension on my ankles, wrists and back. I still couldn’t turn off the electro box until I got the strength to work my wrists out of the loop, which took a few minutes. After turning off the electro box, the urgency was gone and I could rest a bit and work my way out of the rest of my ropes.

I’ll have to say that this was as good a scene as I have been able to cook up for myself, even if it was much more stringent and much longer than I had anticipated. I think I’ll use less ice next time. And, yes, there will be a next time.

Soon.