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Author’s Note: The continuing bondage story with terri and Jennifer.

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The bondage gets more complicated and the story hot! In this segment, Miko is introduced into the story – I just realized that only 32 chapters were published here and wanted to add another segment Story is owned and copyrighted by bondageadventures.

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Chapter 1: The Beginning I don’t consider myself beautiful, but I do turn the heads of the boys around me. I have shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes, stand about 5’7” tall and wear a 38C bra.

I never considered myself “kinky” or different but I have always liked to wear sexy lingerie under my clothes and recently started to wear leather clothes and lingerie.

Also, I have an extensive collection of high heels and boots that I wear to work and around the house. I love to “Dress for Pleasure” to please myself first.

The subject of bondage and restraint has always intrigued me. I have always seen myself in the role of the bound and gagged heroine on TV.

The thought of losing your freedom through bondage sends chills up and down my body.

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If I could only find that special someone to share this fun with. Until then, I had to find an alternative. I got started on self-bondage when my girlfriend Jennifer gave me a pair of handcuffs as a joke at a lingerie party that she and I had recently attended.

Jennifer told me to use them on my boyfriends, but when I got home, curiosity got the best of me and I tried the cuffs on myself, first in front of me and then locked behind me.

I really liked the feeling of helplessness and what was even better, was that I had done it to myself. From then on, I had other ideas for the cuffs, I kept on using them to tie myself up.

When I could, I picked up as many pieces of bondage equipment that I could find ropes, straps, thumbcuffs, etc. It became a challenge to see how many ways I could bind and gag myself and still get out without help.

I was hooked on bondage, namely, self-bondage. The one problem with self-bondage, is that once you are bound and gagged, the fun is all gone unless you can find some way to stimulate yourself.

Yes, there is always that thrill of being bound, gagged and all alone not really knowing for sure if you can get out, without outside help. However, if you have devised a foolproof method of releasing yourself and have practiced it, that thrill is lessened considerably.

Someone could still find you all bound and gagged, though. I feel that bondage, and especially self-bondage, are very exciting when something is forced upon you that you can’t get out of, or rid of, because of the restraints i.

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I have used plugs, nipple clips and other small items on myself to enhance the feeling of helplessness, but I was always looking for more. The other aspect of bondage that is exciting is the anticipation of something happening or about to happen that you can not prevent.

This anticipation was the one thing that I was missing for quite awhile in my self-bondage fun. I had not found that special someone yet to share my fun with.

Recently, I happened to be looking for ideas in bondage magazines at a local adult bookstore. One magazine caught my eye.

It had to do with the subject of enemas. I was never into “watersports” for my sexual fun, but I thought that I could use the enema as a stimulator, in some cases of self-bondage.

This particular magazine showed a pretty female with her hands tied behind her back, legs tied apart at the ankles, and her mouth gagged with a ball gag, receiving an enema from another female dressed as a nurse.

After reading this story, and seeing the expression of apprehension and uncertainty on the face of the poor bound girl receiving the enema, I began to fantasize that if you are tightly bound and gagged and are about to receive an enema that you can’t stop and then you are forced to retain the enema for a period of time, you would then begin to appreciate the finer points of bondage light humiliation, slight, but erotic, discomfort, etc.

It’s like being tied up and tickled, you can’t control it. Since I can’t tickle myself when I tie myself up, I thought I would try and give myself an enema.

The idea that I had for this adventure was to tie myself up, give myself an enema, and then get out of my bondage without making a mess all over the place.

The planning for this adventure took about two weeks and this upcoming weekend, I was ready to give it a try. The problem that I had to overcome in this situation, was to be able to give myself an enema at some time period after I had tied myself up and then be able to release myself after the enema had come.

I also wanted the bondage in such a way, that once I was tied, there would be no return. I was going to get an enema like it or not, and I would be forced to hold it until I could get free.

To make self-bondage more fun you have to have a way to make the feeling of restraint real. To do this I usually freeze a key to a lock in an ice cube.

This lock is usually used to lock leather cuffs on my wrists.

When the wrist cuffs are locked on, without the key, they don’t come off. The key that is frozen in the ice cube could also be used to unlock a set of handcuffs or thumbcuffs that I sometimes use for my bondage fun.

I usually place the ice cube, with the key frozen inside, in someplace that I can’t reach.

Usually I hang the key from a hook in the ceiling. When the ice melts, the key falls to the floor and I can then release myself.

If I have tied myself to a bed or chair, or have suspended myself, I attach a string to the key and attach the other end of the string to another hook in the ceiling above where I am bound.

That way when the ice melts, the key will swing down to where I can get to it. This allows me endless possibilities for self-restraint.

By varying the size of the ice cube, I can change the length of time spent in bondage. I used the “key frozen in the ice” technique again in this situation and I also used the ice method to control the amount of time before I would receive an enema.

Chapter 2: The Adventure I started the adventure off Friday night by freezing a key to my wrist cuffs in a freezer that is in a guest room out behind my garage.

This guest room has a bed, bathroom, and TV.

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I also placed in the room all my bondage equipment that I was going to use and the special clothing that I selected for the day’s fun. In addition to the key, I also froze a piece of string in a separate ice tray.

I’ll explain this in a moment. I was so excited about the next day’s adventure, that I slept with a set of handcuffs and leg cuffs locked on all night.

Come Saturday, the water was frozen and I was all set to go. About one o’clock Saturday afternoon, I decided to start my fun.

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The first thing I did was to write a short letter explaining where all the keys that I would be using were, what they were for, and that I was out in the guest room all bound and gagged.

I then put the letter in an envelope and placed the envelope on the coffee table with my girlfriend’s name on it. I then called her and asked her if she could come over about nine o’clock that night, because I had some of her clothes that she had left over here to give her.

I also told her that if I wasn’t home, come on in and wait for me and that I would leave a note for her on the table in the living room.

She had her own key. My real reason for asking Jennifer over was because this was the biggest adventure that I had undertaken dealing with self-bondage, and I didn’t want to take any “big” chances self- bondage is a big chance all by itself.

If something went wrong with the keys or ice, at least I knew that I would be able to be rescued later that night.

I also have had this fantasy of someone like my girlfriend finding me all bound and gagged. Maybe it will happen tonight? It would be very embarrassing and self- humiliation to say the least.

After the note was placed on the table, I undressed and wrapped a towel around me and headed out to the guest room, locking the house as I went. The key to house was out in my mailbox in the front yard.

When I got to the guest room, I went inside and locked the door.

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I then removed the towel and ripped it into small pieces. I did this so that I wouldn’t be able to use it later to cover up myself.

Once I was nude, it was time to dress for the occasion. In addition to being fond of leather clothing I recently started to collect several pieces of latex items.

I liked to feeling of restriction that latex gave me. Today I selected to wear a black sleeveless latex leotard that was crotchless.

This leotard was slightly boned around the waist, had cutouts for my tits, and zipped up in front. As I pulled the leotard on, the feeling of restriction was beginning to make me very excited.

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I carefully pulled my tits through the cutouts. The cutouts were a little smaller that the size of my attributes, and the latex squeezed the base of my tits, causing them stand out and the nipples to harden.

I then carefully zipped the leotard up. The heavy latex boning around the waist gave me a slightly hourglass figure. This leotard had a special feature in addition to the lack of a crotch, that I had ordered.

At the top of the leotard was a small rubber hasp that allowed the zipper to be locked in place. Once the leotard was on, zipped up and locked, the only way to get is off was to cut it off.

With the price that I paid for the leotard, cutting wasn’t the answer. I quickly put a small lock through the zipped and the hasp. The leotard was now on for awhile.

The key to the lock on the leotard was in my desk drawer at work. I would have to wait until Monday morning to get the leotard off.

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Locking my clothes on is another little bondage game that I play with myself. I lock items of clothes on that can’t be removed until I can get to the key.

For example, I have locked a pair of high heels on my feet for the whole weekend.