u/Technical_Main_3454

Hey there! This was last year… I connected on Reddit with a girl from east of London. She quickly shared so many details. I had access to her personal email and her instagram. I had a couple of photos of her with her full name and address. I got her to install a parent-child tracking app on her phone and that’s when it hit her. I could tap to listen to her phone whenever I wanted. When I first did it, she realized it and I heard her say, “Fuck.” She was moaning and so turned on. It was great! She eventually used her safe word and I deleted everything… but I still remember seeing her on her knees dressed how I wanted ;) that was my second time with blackmail play. Cheers!

“Wait, that can’t be…” she whispered to herself.

She was loading her gear from the car to her campsite. It was hot outside, but this area was covered in shade.

She was very aware of how quiet it was and how few people were around. I guess that’s what you get for camping on a random weekday.

“There’s no way.” She thought. She was stunned.

She had noticed that someone was in a hammock at their campsite. Maybe 25 feet from the trail. It looked normal at first.

But then, she saw the blindfold. Her first thought was that must be nice for taking a midday nap.

But then, she saw the extra coil of rope around the tree on one side. Then it became clear when she saw a pair of handcuffs on the other side.

She kept trying to figure out what was going on. She saw a battery on the ground and something plugged into it.

She had to make sure this person was okay.

She started walking into their campsite.

The person’s head moved quickly in her direction. Thank God, they’re alive.

She got closer and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Ye… Yes, yeah. I’m okay. You can go.”

Then she saw the cord coming from the handcuff area to the battery.

“I can’t just leave you here. I can help you get out.”

“No, please leave.”

“How will you get out?”

“This is so embarrassing. Please leave.”

“Not until I know you’re safe.”

“Okay… the handcuffs are connected to a magnet and the magnet is on a timer. I don’t know how much time is left.”

“Kinky fucker,” she thought to herself.

She had to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime situation.

He was cute-ish. Clothed. Helpless. Hmmmm.

Ahah! There was another pair of handcuffs and keys in the bag on the ground. If she connected another pair of cuffs between the cuffs on his wrist and the cuffs on the other side of the magnet, he’d be stuck.

She did it.

He was clearly excited as his trousers had a big tent in them the whole time.

“I’m going to finish setting up my tent site. I’ll be back to play with you in an hour or so.

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“What the fuck just happened?” He whispered out loud as her foot steps got quiet.

He was seriously scared. What would happen? I mean, she sounded cute. And he always hoped someone, anyone, would do this to him. But.. bad things could happen.

As time ticked on, he heard gravel foot steps continue back and forth.

His arms were sore, being pulled tight above his head.

… to be continued.

[P.S. - based on a partially true story. I tied myself like this last time I was camping. But, no one found me… I don’t think.]

“Go upstairs and get ready to tie yourself for me. I’ll send you instructions.”

“Yes mam!” I quickly reply.

My heart is beating fast. My mind is racing. I run upstairs to our bedroom and take a quick shower. I get out to see this text.

“Get naked. Only ankle socks. Tie yourself so that you’re spread out on the bed. Use leather cuffs and chains on your ankles. And use the leather cuffs on your wrists and use metal cuffs to lock each wrist to the corner of the bed. Be blindfolded. No gag, I’ll want to hear you. Do it now and don’t text back. Just do it.”

Within a couple of minutes, you hear the last of the cuffs clicking and smile to yourself. You have a devious plan.

You’re quick to come in the room — usually you let me simmer.

“Good boy” you whisper. “You tied yourself well, but I’m going to make it tighter.” You unlock the chain on my left ankle and pull incredibly tight before locking it back. You do the same with my right ankle.

I’m floored. Rock hard.

You admire me from a distance before crawling on the bed.

You ignore my aching need and straddle my face. My tongue is ready to lick and please you.

“Make me cum, husband.”

It doesn’t take long before you’re moaning and I’m thrusting air.

20 or 30 minutes and a couple orgasms later, you collapse next to me.

“I want to play with you. I want to make you cum. But I would rather you beg me to leave you frustrated and helpless. Do it, beg me to leave you here for hours.”

“No, please no dear. Pleaseeeee.”

“Please what?”

Fuck. I better be careful.

“Please don’t let me cum. Please leave me here for as long as you’d like.”

“Good boy.”

You lock a gag in my mouth and start walking out.

“If you’re hard when I get back, as hard as you are right now, I’ll suck you to an orgasm.”

And you leave, shutting the door loudly behind you. I hear the steps as you go down the stairs.

Something like an hour goes by and my mind tried to keep me hard. But it didn’t work.

I’m surprised by the quick door opening. You wanted to catch me off guard.

You see me and laugh. “Sucks to be you, loser. I’m going to go run some errands.”

You notice me getting excited, but leave anyways…

Gone camping! Time to cuff myself to a tree ;) that is all!

Hey there! I’d love to find someone who enjoys being tied up and helpless.

I’m up in Northern Virginia and ready to cuff ya.

Hey there! I’m a 36 year old guy from the Washington DC area.

I’ve loved bondage for as long as I can remember! And, I enjoy most adjacent kinks like light pain, consensual non consent, etc.

I’d like to find someone to chat with that loves being tied up and helpless as much as I like tying ;)

Bonus points if you’re interested in being handcuffed to a tree! You can keep your clothes on.

Hello there!

Has anyone done any self bondage outside? I’d be curious to hear what other folks have done.

I’m around to chat!