Just had a great session of escape proof self-bondage. I had arranged for my friend to drop in and free me on their way home from work. This was an unkown finish time when arranged, only that it would be sometime between six and eight in the evening.
At five I began my session, I stripped off and put on my Leather micro briefs and hung the key for my cuffs and locks around my neck. This was followed by tightly strapping on my waist harness with the attached handcuffs at each side. Locks were put on to all the buckles and I strapped my legs together at ankles, knees and the top of the thighs. Next came the ballgag, again with a lock on the buckle. Now I put on my fetters locking fist mitts (I have just enough play in the leather to let me buckle them tight and fit the locks) and hopped over to stand by my armchair to apply the final irrevocable bit of the bondage. I worked my right leather covered wrist and hand into the waiting loops of the handcuff and clicked it steadily tighter. Now my fist was trapped tightly in the mitt unable to manipulate anything. Using the back of the arm chair for leverage I managed my left wrist into the left cuff and pushed against the chair clicking it steadily closed. Now neither of my fists could be moved enough in their leather prisons to manipulate anything. That was it I was completly helpless until my friend arrived.
There I was fists held to either side of my waist, legs pinned together and very effectively gagged. Of course part of the fun is trying to escape, so I hopped over to a table where I had left a spare key, but with my hands held tightly in fists by the leather there was no way I could even pick it up. I next hopped over to where my phone was laying on the seat of a chair. But bound like this I could not even get near it. I straightened up and looked around the room, it slowly occurred to me that if anything happened to my friend I could be in serious trouble. So I decided to hop to my door and see if I could open it. Fortunately the doors have lever handles and not knobs, so I managed, albeit with some difficulty, to open the door and hop into my entrance hall. Satisfied I would be able to get out of the house and look for help if my friend did not arrive to free me I went back into my lounge and sat down in a chair to revel in my bondage.
After a while I found that the tight waist harness was digging into my flesh and becoming painful so I decide to stand up and see if this would help relieve the pressure. Standing up proved a lot more difficult than I anticipated, but after a few minutes I managed to work my butt far enough forward on the chair to let me get unsteadily to my feet. Now I was standing the waist belt was still digging uncomfortably into my hips and the crotch straps digging painfully into my bum crack. I looked hopefully at my clock but it was only just six and I might have another hour and a half to wait.
I hopped about the room looking for something that my let me free myself, but with my hands trapped at my waist and pinned in the fist mitts everything was totally unreachable. I tried pulling my hands away from my waist but the harness is too well made to allow this to be effective. I stood there with drool running down my chest, considering my options. If I was really determined to get free I could suffer the embarrassment of hopping outside in the hope of finding someone to free me. I had no choice, I would have to remain a helpless prisoner until my friend arrived. I slumped back down in the chair to wait. Struggling n my bonds to try and ease the pain at my hips and crotch.
Finally at seven forty my friend arrived and examined my bondage. As they removed my gag they asked, “How on earth did you manage to bind yourself like this?” I explained as they slowly unlocked the right hand wrist cuff and unlocked and removed the fist mitt and then set about releasing my left hand. Finally after ten minutes i had both hands free. They asked “Can you get the rest off by yourself?” I replied yes, and they said goodbye and left me to finish freeing myself.
I have to admit this was a very effective bondage (I had thought I might have been able to manipulate a key even wearing the fist mitts, as I can lock them on and remove them in other bondages), and totally inescapable without help. I may well do this one again, perhaps with a blindfold and earplugs to make me totally helpless.
