Friday SB with Irish eight cuffs

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Jimdini
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Friday SB with Irish eight cuffs

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I just spent an hour in tight but frustrating self bondage. My release was my friend who was sending a text when they were leaving work. I would then have a minimum of forty minutes to wait for them to arrive and release me. :)

I knew they would finish work between four and four thirty so I started my bondage at about three forty. First I bound my knees and ankles together, then I fitted my harness gag. Next I tied a double loop of rope around my upper arms and chest and made a loop at the front to pass my wrists through, and I sat and waited for the text. ;)

At Four on the nail they texted to say they were leaving, I picked up my Irish eight cuffs worked my wrists through the loop and locked my wrists together with the cuffs. That was it I was bound until help arrived, with my wrists secured by the Irish eights I could not reach any knots or buckles and I am unable to unlock the cuffs solo. :)

I hopped over to the sofa and flopped down and with a little struggle got my legs on so I was lounging watching the TV. After about twenty minutes I decided to sit up, this proved a lot more difficult than anticipated; with my hands pinned in front of me I had very minimal leverage. After about five minutes I managed to get myself sat up and stable enough to swing my feet to the floor. (this was a great abdominal workout as I sat up many times only to fall back with my bound legs lifting a few inches off the sofa) with a little effort I managed to stand up and look at the clock. :o

Only twenty five minutes had passed so I sat back down. I was soon regretting the harness gag and Irish eights. The chin strap on the harness prevented me from easing my jaw or moving the ball so I was getting an annoying ache. The Irish eights and rope loop were stopping me flexing my wrists so my arms were getting sore and my hands were starting to tingle from lack of movement. This had turned out to be a lot more stringent tie up than I had anticipated. :shock:

I looked at the clock again four forty five and no sign of my friend. I hopped to the door to my entrance hall to try and open it but with hands held where they were as I bent to grasp the handle my head was forced forward keeping the door pushed closed. That was it then yet again I had been a very efficient jailer and had no alternative but to wait for my friend to arrive. I hopped back to the sofa and sat down again, a helpless prisoner. ;)

My friend arrived just before five and I was soon free. But after an hour of stricter than planned bondage, very stiff and sore. Still that and the helplessness all adds to the fun. 8-)
Never confuse your ambition with your abilitues, if you can't free yourself who will?

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