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      <title>Caught in Selfbondage</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;This is my first post. I have many stories of selfbondage but only one where I was found. Might sound kind of sick but I wish I had more because the intensity of the orgasm I had experienced that faithful day has yet to be duplicated. I am a 45 year old M to F CD and I have been dressing and practicing selfbondage since about 14 or 15. In those years I have become very good at putting myself into inescapable bondage until either the time release or the task I have mapped out for myself has run its course. I started out like most all CD&amp;rsquo;s did with wearing my Mothers and Sisters things.I also had acquired a pretty sizable collection of things that I had stolen from my friends mothers, Dresses, Stockings, Panties, and even Heels. I would only steal from the mothers that I thought were attractive. I had two friends that I considered there Moms to be hot and needless to say I had a lot of there things in my bag of tricks that took some time to collect. Which brings me to the one mother that I thought was the sexiest. My Step Mother. Yes I said my Step Mother. She was much younger than my Father and she had legs that at the time I thought were second to none. I would spend quite a bit of time at my Fathers and one day I found myself all alone in the house. Father and Step Mom were both at work. So of course I spent the morning going through her thing&amp;rsquo;s.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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