Self-bondage in the Woods

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Not that I knew what it was at the time, back then there was no internet to bring us together, and the small town I grew up in was part of America’s heartland.

Still, the fascination of being tied up still took hold, and was fueled by the easy access I had to that most common of bondage devices, handcuffs. My Dad was a cop, still is as a matter of fact, and I used to sneak his spare set of handcuffs away and use them on myself, imagining all kinds of bondage adventures.

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Self-bondage in the Woods