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      <title>Big Mistake</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I have been interested in bondage, and chastity in particular. I am &amp;ldquo;5&#39;5&amp;rsquo;&amp;rsquo;, 104 lbs, long legs for my size and I have large breasts. I would roam around the web looking at pictures of girls, either in bondage, tying up guys, or tying up my fellow woman. I had heard stories of Guys getting tied up by girls, and vice versa, and it made my blood boil. I was very active in self-bondage, but at the age of 21, had still not actually told anyone of my fetish.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Self Bondage Nightmare</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I am a small girl, 5&#39;4&amp;rsquo;&amp;rsquo; and 100 lbs, with long legs and ample breasts, a shaved virgin pussy 22 years old and live in a small town in Illinois. My name is Megan, and we keep it at that for now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have been interested in self-bondage for as long as I can remember, and once in awhile I like to have a little bondage time to myself. I make situations that I cannot get out of for a long time, literally forcing my self into bondage for some time. Usually I am &amp;ldquo;spending the weekend with some friends&amp;rdquo;, but I am really in an old barn that is not in use, down by a creek on my families property. I found it with some friends, but they forgot it instantly. I have made it livable, scrounging up a bed, refrigerator and some little things. Once over spring break at age 19, I spent 3 days hog- tied. I was in there, and had set a timer to turn of the lights in the day and close the blinds on the windows during the day, so had to wait 3 days for enough moonlight to undo the combination that bound me.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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