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Dating Disaster: Bondage Gone Wrong

When Fetish.com member Nia explored her bondage fantasy with a female friend, things took an embarrassing turn, and the kinkster needed rescuing from bondage gone wrong. Definitely, knot what she was hoping for.

 

I'm very interested in various types of bondage, from Japanese rope bondage through to being tied with leather straps. I love being placed in bondage and simply looked at or used sexually while tied up. The feeling of restraint is a powerful one, although it's also one which requires utmost trust. It's not something that should be tried with a partner who is inexperienced or too enthusiastic as it can end up with a case of bondage gone wrong.

Basic safety procedures should always be followed when entering into a bondage relationship with another person. Although I was never in any danger, I found this out to my peril when I met Jenny.

 

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Dirty dishes

Jenny was part of our circle of friends, and she seemed to be an incredibly practical woman. She made her own furniture and was always boasting about how pragmatic she was when it came to doing tasks around the home.

She seemed to take real pride in her work, and after a party at my house, Jenny and I found that we were the only people who were left to clear up. As we put away the glasses and dishes, I suddenly felt Jenny’s hand on my shoulder. She told me that she knew how much I loved bondage and that she wanted to try some new knots that she knew on me.

 

Box of delights

I was eager to try out some new bondage positions, so, from under my bed, I brought Jenny my box of bondage rope and leather ties. This also contained a vibrator and dildo, and I hoped that Jenny would want to tease and play with me after she had me in bondage.

I stripped and presented the box to Jenny. As she opened it, I saw her eyes move from my body to the box and back again. I was feeling turned on. Jenny started by tying my wrists together, a standard opening move. Then, placing me on my front, she tied my wrists to my ankles, trussed up with my wrists and ankles behind me.

 

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With an inexperienced partner, you risk finding yourself in bondage gone wrong.

Knot cool!

She then bound my body and breasts with rope. Catching sight of myself in the mirror, I enjoyed observing my newly-bound form. Jenny then started to toy with me with the vibrator, teasing me until I felt soaking wet.

At this point, I felt a little cramp in my leg and asked Jenny if she could release the tension a little. At that time, I realised this was bondage gone wrong, and I'd made a big mistake. Jenny could not release the knot.

In fact, Jenny could not even untie it a little. She was so nervous that she could not bring herself to cut through the rope, despite the fact that I gave her very clear advice. Her hands were shaking too much to make even a slight cut in the rope.

Jenny was in tears and on the verge of calling the fire brigade when I realised that I had a solution. My next door neighbour, Tim, was a keen camper and fisherman and known for how well he could undo knots.

Despite the fact that I would be very embarrassed, we had no choice, and a very patient and sympathetic Tim was able to release me easily from my bondage gone wrong. However, I simply cannot look him in the eye when we meet on the street now!

 

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