…. and the problems they ALWAYS seem to cause! I’m scared of NO man, I’m perfectly confident in my restraint abilities. I KNOW you can’t escape, none of you, not you, not him, definitely not that guy.
BUT. There is one type of boy that gives me pause, who makes me consider my restraints a little more carefully. Self-bondage boys. You know who you are. For years, they’ve secretly practiced and perfected innovative, 99% inescapable bondage predicaments for themselves, lonely and desperate, for years, they know they can never truly be stuck.. they need a second party. 🙂
The PROBLEM is, when an SBB finally meets a girl like me, who can keep them good and stuck they JUST. DON’T. GIVE. UP. But know what? There’s one other thing about SBBs… they’re used to solo situations. The idea of someone touching them, stroking, whispering — and there’s not a damn thing they can do to stop me — makes it oh-so-much different than self-bondage games…