This will be the last one of those elements on that “Never Have I Ever” game that I want to talk about in-depth, this one on being tied to a bed. We know that there is a large group of people who fetishize bondage all by itself. (As there is for wearing stockings, sitting on faces, feet, scat play, etc.) I’m not one of these people, but I did have a couple really hot experiences being tied-up that I wanted to reflect on.
Even before I was bound, I found I liked it because it brought out the issue of Trust in stark relief. You have to give yourself over, relinquish all responsibility. In that way, I found it liberating to think about being restrained.
If you are into it, capitalism has come to your rescue; there are many types of restraints on the market. As is pictured above, you can buy restraints that go between your mattress and box-springs, so that they are available when needed, but can be tucked-away out of sight when not in use. You can buy some with a quick release feature, or that clip onto cuffs.
Before you go to any expense (particularly if you’re experimenting and not sure if you really like it), may I suggest you use neckties. (Although having padded cuffs for your wrists and ankles may be used for a variety of activities.)
My boyfriend has a whole wardrobe of neckties. They are made to be knotted and not get damaged. His carry his scent, augmented by the smell of a little past cologne, so I got turned-on just by having them put on me.
Before moving on, let me add that a blindfold only heightens that sense of being made to feel helpless, dependent, at his mercy. A simple sleep mask can work.
Now, the usual way to be restrained is to the four corners of the bed. (A four-poster bed can come in handy, if you find you DO love this form of expression!) But I like this method (pictured to the left) much more; it leaves you open to all of his suggestions, all the more vulnerable.
If you haven’t already, experiment, play around with a little bondage, just to spice things up (further).
I leave you with a little taste of what it looks like in action. I only wish that this small sample was a filling repast of forty minutes of restrained belt-whipping, instead of a quick four seconds worth!