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Video Upload – Self Bondage Flashbacks – ‘Bath Time’

Over recent years, I’ve had many people ask about all my original self bondage videos which were on Youtube (account deleted by Youtube) then DailyMotion (account deleted by DailyMotion) then Blip.TV (account deleted by Blip) and then Xtube (and we all know what happened there).

I’ve managed to find most of the original files and I’ve started to edit some of them to release here. They’re not the greatest quality videos because I only had one camera and it was Standard Definition Mini DV tape. Remember those? I’ve used software to try and upgrade the image quality.

Nevertheless, the second one is now complete and I’m releasing it here.

Self Bondage Flashbacks – No.2 – ‘Bath Time’

In which I decide to participate in some ill advised watery bath time bondage.

In this seven minute self bondage video, I’m wearing a PVC t-shirt and silky shiny nylon P.E. shorts which were worn by boys at school in the 1980s in the UK. I’ve stuffed my mouth with cloth and tape gagged myself and I’ve put a rubber hood over my head. The rubber hood has nostril holes to allow me to breathe.

I’m lying in a water filled bath. My wrists are handcuffed behind my back and my ankles are tied to the taps. My arms are also strapped to my upper body with an old team band used to tell teams apart in sports activities.

This was not a comfortable position because I had to spend most of the time lying on my cuffed wrists. I did turn over onto my front at one point but this made the bondage even more ill advised and difficult because I had to work hard to keep my hooded and gagged head above the water level.

There is an unfortunate leg pull at the end of the video resulting in my head submerging and panic kicking in. I’ll leave it for you to decide whether I ‘slipped’ or whether there was interference from a third party grabbing my ankles and pulling me under…

Let me know if you like these little flashbacks into my self bondage past. It’s a wonder I’m still alive.

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Self Bondage Flashbacks – Video No. 1

Over recent years, I’ve had many people ask about all my original self bondage videos which were on Youtube (account deleted by Youtube) then DailyMotion (account deleted by DailyMotion) then Blip.TV (account deleted by Blip) and then Xtube (and we all know what happened there).

I’ve managed to find most of the original files and I’ve started to edit some of them to release here. They’re not the greatest quality videos because I only had one camera and it was Standard Definition Mini DV tape. Remember those? I’ve used software to try and upgrade the image quality.

Nevertheless, the first one is now complete and I’m releasing it here.

Self Bondage Flashbacks – No.1 – ‘Rubber Orgasm’

I’m wearing a PVC t-shirt and skintight rubber cycling shorts. I’ve tape gagged myself and I’ve put a rubber hood over my head. The rubber hood has nostril holes to allow me to breathe.

I’ve chained and padlocked my ankles, my knees and my crotch. I’ve roped my upper arms to my upper body. I’ve padlocked a chain around my neck which then runs down my back and is padlocked to my ankle chains creating a loose hogtie of sorts. A pair of handcuffs is attached to the chain at waist level which runs down my back.

As you can hear from just the description, this is some pretty serious self bondage…especially when combined with a gagged mouth and rubber hood. The key to the cuffs is hidden somewhere within the scene but I defy you to figure out where.

Unfortunately, after a few minutes, the excitement of the self bondage overwhelmed me and I had a slight accident. I tried to disguise it as struggling but the pelvic thrusts and bed humping gave away what actually happened. This wasn’t the only time I had an ‘accident’. I may release others in the future.

Let me know if you like these little flashbacks into my self bondage past. It’s a wonder I’m still alive.

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Self Bondage Choices

I’m going to start re-editing and reposting my old self bondage videos for anyone who’s interested.

I’ll re-edit the footage and upscale it to try and make it look as good as possible. In some cases, I haven’t got the original footage but I’ll do my best with what I’ve got.

If you’d like to have a say in which one gets uploaded first then I’ve posted a poll on my free to subscribe OnlyFans page at https://onlyfans.com/92916459/heavy_bondage

Drop by and take a look.

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Story – ‘Jacketed’

My fascination with straight jackets stemmed right back to my childhood. Ever since I had stood, at the age of eleven, watching an escape artist in my local town square being strapped into one, I had found it impossible not to get excited when the word ‘straight jacket’ was mentioned.
The way the jacket trapped the artist, and all those buckles up the back. I was transfixed. Every now and again, the excitement would return as I caught glimpses of escape artists on TV, and reached a high when the film of Houdini was screened on TV. I researched as much as I could, reading about the use of straight jackets to secure ‘mentally disturbed’ and the life of Houdini himself. I longed to have the life of an escape artist, being strapped into the jacket day in day out. I even considered trying to convince my family that I was mad, so that I could be locked up in a padded room wearing my very own jacket twenty-four hours a day.
It was a dream, but nothing more than that. I never told anybody about my fascination. I didn’t think that anybody would understand. I just passed it off as one of those things in life that I would grow out of. I just got on with my life. I still collected as much information as I could, and even found myself collecting pictures of my other fascination, namely motorcycle clothing. This also gave me a great deal of satisfaction. Pictures of leather clad people, shiny wet weather wear all went in my scrapbook. I never tired of looking at them, and they always gave me a hard on every time I looked at them. Can’t explain why, but they just did.

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