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      <title>Ratchet Elbow Tie</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I have a common problem. No one to tie me up. Naturally, I do it myself, when the opportunity presents itself, namely, having some time completely alone. Since no one knows about my “hobby”, I have to be very careful. I really don’t want anyone finding out about this because of my postion in the community, social situation, etc. Anyway, I’ve been doing this for many years evading discovery and being very careful not to get myself into situations that I can’t get out of.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Stappado Hogtie</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Strappado</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve been into “doing it myself” for many years and have devised lots of ways to put myself into all kinds of rope bondage situations. All the standards, hogties of all kinds, several kinds of chair ties, and even a suspension that almost backfired, but I have always been fascinated by a strappado position. I couldn’t figure a good way to get into it without taking a chance of injuring myself, i.e.jumping off a platform, etc. I finally found and bought myself a rope ratchet recently which I thought would solve my problem. All I needed was an ice link of some kind that would let me down after an unknown length of time. I settled on a small cloth bag with ice cubes in it, suspended from a high bar. Use the hook on the rope ratchet to hook over the bag above the ice cubes. When the ice melts the ratchet falls down and releases the wrist rope. I thought this out extensively over several weeks waiting for a good chance to put in into practice.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Way Too Tight</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It had been over a month since I had the house to myself for a SB session so I had been fantasizing over my next tie for quite a while. I had about a hundred feet of new rope and was itching to try it on a really tight chair-tie. Well, this weekend was it. Everyone was to be gone, so I began planning the scene.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I started with my bentwood chair, which is light and strong and has plenty of attaching points. Friday evening after everyone was gone for the weekend, I got out the rope, clothes and equipment. I first put on my thigh-high hose and corset which pushes my boobs up enough that I don’t need a bra. Some hot looking 5 inch heeled pumps with enough straps to prevent them from coming off were next.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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