© Copyright 2006 - Chris Sands - Used by permission
Storycodes: Sbm; cd; caught; F/m; cons; X
I have read a lot of stories about self bondage. I am pretty good at it myself. Here is a true story.
My bondage fun started a long time ago, and to this day I get to enjoy it on a regular basis. I decided to try some self bondage in public. The fear of getting caught is a real thrill. Still I had not planned on getting caught, but the possibility is always there!
As I always want to be the damsel in distress and I do dress and pass as a female in public I got this idea....
It was a Saturday morning, I had planned this for 2 weeks. What fun it would be! I began with a shower shaved my entire body from head to toe. Dried off and began with my make-up. After getting this just right I picked the outfit for today. A nice pinstripe suit with the skirt just below the knee. See I like to just blend in not stand out in the female world and this kind of outfit works very well for that. Suntan pantyhose, 4 inch heels with an ankle strap. I looked at myself in the mirror and was okay with the way I looked, I could pass today. I gathered up my bondage stuff for today. Now a lot of people use rope for their self bondage, but today I will use handcuffs and legcuffs. Throw in a few chains and padlocks and away I go. I loaded all of the lock up stuff in the trunk and set off for a day of fun.
First I went shopping at the local mall. What a thrill it is to go in a public store dressed as a woman and no one knows what I really am. Well after a few more stops I was ready for my adventure to begin.
I had planned on using a parking deck close to an office building. I had checked this out ahead of time and found on Saturday there was no one there. The whole garage was empty.
I was very excited as I drove up to the top level. I had noticed a minivan parked on the second level but decided someone had left it there over the weekend. Onward I drove. Getting very horny thinking of what was to come, I found my spot on the top level. I parked away from the elevator and stairs that connected all levels. I looked around and all was clear. "Here we go", I thought. I got out of the car and opened the trunk, there lay my chains and cuffs. I took the keys for my release and put them on one side of the trunk, gathered everything else and put it in my purse.
The day was clear and bright. The warm sun shun on the shiny hose I was wearing and it felt good. My purse was stuffed full as I walked across the 75 or so feet to the elevator. I pushed the bottom level button and away it went. The doors opened and I steped out.
Walking in heels is a different thing all together, but the sound of my heels echoing off the concrete was a sound that I enjoyed. I walked toward the office building checking to see if I could tell if there was anyone in there. No one that I could see. I went to the door and peered inside. The coast was clear. I walked over to the picnic table on the far end of the building. The path was gravel. Sitting down I smoked one last cigarette before I began my torment.
I looked up the 6 story building. The sun was bright and I can see my reflection in the glass. I opened my purse and dumped out my equipment. Time to begin!!
First I pulled off my skirt leaving only a short black slip. I left on my jacket. I picked up two sets of legcuffs. Knotted the chains a couple of times to increase the hobble effect and locked them on my ankles. I love to hear the clicking as the cuffs go on!! Next I put a chain around my waist and padlocked it into place. Handcuffs were padlocked to the chain behind my back, two shorter chains wrapped around my knee, one on each leg. Now I can feel my manhood bulging against the nylon that imprisons it. Excitement is really building now!!!
Now for the final locks. I took another chain and locked it to the chains for the legcuffs. Pulled the chain up to the knee chains and locked everything into place. This really restricted my walking ability. Great, just what I was looking for. I brought up the chain and locked it to the waist chain. With what was left I wrapped it around the back of my neck and locked it in front.
There I sat, chained and cuffed real good. My keys were locked in the trunk of the car, and where was the car? Up on the top level. My hand were still free, so I decided to have a last smoke before the slow walk back to the car. I admired the way that I had chained myself in the reflection in the building glass. I looked like an office woman bound up tight. I was super horny at this point. I smoked enjoying the scenery. I made sure the car remote was in my purse. It was time. The warm sunshine on me, my hose shined, my chains sparkled. How cool this was!!
Finishing my smoke I put it in the ashtray beside the table. Time for the lock up. I pulled the ball gag from my purse. Strapped it around my head under my wig. It looked good with the red lipstick that I was wearing. I took one last pair of legcuffs and locked one on the right elbow, brought it in front of my body and locked it around the left elbow.
Here we GO I thought!
I slipped my purse over my shoulder, stuffed my skirt into it and snapped it shut. I stood up, and tried to walk and all I could do was very small steps. I could still go up to the car bound like this, with my hands unlocked, but my excitement was bubbling over. What the heck I thought as I reached behind my back. There they are handcuffs. Locking them on would make me totally helpless until I made it to the car. I waited, my excitement was too great. I locked my right wrist making sure the keyhole was in the proper place for my escape. Looking at my reflection I really liked what I saw. This is it I thought as the other cuff clicked around the other wrist. One click was all it took, but I prefer it tighter then that so I closed both of them pretty tight, but not too tight as to make it numb.
I stood there in a very short slip, hose and heels in full makeup. What a sight. A woman in bondage. Or so it appeared. I wish I had a camera to get some pictures. So began my journey. I walked along the gravel path turning to look at myself in the glass. My steps were very small, so progress was taking a lot longer then I thought it would. With my elbows locked in cuffs and my hands securely locked behind my back I was grateful to get onto the concrete.
I thought I heard a car coming into the parking garage and felt a panic attack coming. I manage to hide behind the stairwell and wait it out. No car came. I got control over the panic and began my slow walk again. Now a choice. Elevator or stairs. I turned around and got the door to the stairwell opened and wiggled in. I tried a step or two, this was not going to work. I had hobbled my ankles to closely together to make it up the stairs. The elevator was it. Ever so slow I hobbled about 50 feet to the elevator. Looking around the edge of it to look at the building I saw the bridge that connected the parking deck. No one on the bridge. Cool I thought. My ankles were starting to ache as I had tightened the cuffs a few clicks too tight and my jaw was starting to hurt. It had taken me 20 minutes to get this far, but the elevator was going to speed things up.
I turned around and fumbled for the button with my cuffed hand. Got it! I heard the motors where as the elevator came to my rescue. The door slid opened and I hobbled in. The doors closed. Now i was trapped in there. Turning around I pushed what I thought was the floor that I needed. Off it went. I watched the numbers as the elevator went up. It stopped on the third level. Damn I thought, I pushed the wrong button. Panic hit me hard. Being caught bound and gagged dressed as a woman would not be a good thing. I moved to the side of the steel box as the door opened. No one came in. The door closed again. I turned and fumbled with the buttons again. They were almost out of my reach as my hands were securely locked to the waist chain. I slid my fingers over the buttons. Just a I thought i had the correct one the elevator started moving. I had not pushed anything!! What was going on??? I knew that I was in trouble now. Had there been someone in the building after all? Surely NOT it was Saturday!!
I stood there with drool starting to drip from my gag. I struggled hard. No way I was getting loose without a key. I again move to the side of the car waiting to see what happened next. My heart was pounding out of my chest. Down I went. Slowly the elevator came to a stop. The door opened. I have never had panic so strong as it was now. There was nothing I could do but stand there. What a sight. I had locked myself up very good this time. I waited. .....
I leaned against the wall and cause my handcuffs to close a couple of clicks. Now they were very tight. This restricted my movement even more. I stood there panic gripping me.
I heard steps. I heard high heels. In walked a brown haired lady. She was dressed in office attire. A short black suit. Not bad I thought. She walked in and stared right at me and took in what she saw. Had I not had on all the makeup she could have seen my face turn red. She stopped and stared. I was humiliated. I had been caught!!! She turned and pushed a button and away the elevator went. She turned back to me and said, "are you okay"? I nodded yes. She looked me over from head to toe. Grinning she said she had been watching me the whole time. She had an office with a window on the second floor and had seen the whole thing. My heart raced. What was she going to do? Call the police? All I could do was stand there unable to speak and hardly move at all. The elevator stopped on the second floor. The door opened. She walked over to me and grabbed my neck chain. Turning me around she inspected my bondage. She turned me around again and looked me right in the eyes. I could not look at her. She pulled my chain and I made eye contact. She reached down and pulled up my slip. I struggled but there was nothing I could do. She ran her hand along my hosed leg to my crotch. She stopped. She had found my manhood standing strong. Her eyes got big as plates. She turned and led me out of the elevator by my chain. I had to move slow, but she was pulling me along. We walked to the minivan that I had noticed when i first came here. She slid open the side door and told me to sit. I did. I was so ashamed!!
She reached around behind my head and unbuckled the gag, it came out with a slurp. It felt good to have it out of my mouth. She looked at me. My lipstick was smeared from the gag. "I saw you put every bit of this on yourself honey. I watched as you walked a long the gravel. Now that got me excited to see a woman lock herself up the way you did, but wait, your not a woman, your a man"!!! She checked out all of my bonds, chains, cuffs, padlocks. pulled on them as if she was making sure they were secure, and they were. "Now tell me where are the keys".
I looked down at her feet. Nice shoes I thought for a split second, then said they are in the trunk of my car on the top level. The remote to the car is in my purse. "Okay" she said, smiling. She had pretty brown eyes. She was dressed just as I was, like for a day at the office. She grabbed my purse and opened it up rummaged around and found the remote to my car. "Don't worry I am going to take care of you".
I though all was going to be okay. I thought she would take me to my car and retrieve the keys for my release. Turns out I was wrong. She picked up the gag she had removed and started to put it back on. "No" I said. But did not get a chance to say another word as she forced it into my mouth. This time she strapped it on a lot tighter then I had and now I couldn't even mumble. She pushed my feet into the van, left me on the floor as the door slid shut. She got in and drove up to the top level. She got out and I heard the car horn blow as she unlocked the trunk. Then I heard the trunk close and the horn again as the car was locked. What was going on here I wondered. Was she not going to let me loose?
She got back into the van and turned to me. I wiggled on the floor but no escape was possible. I looked at her and she smile real big. "Now the fun really begins dear. I have your keys and think i will hold onto them for a while". With that said she started up the van and we drove. All I could do was lay there bound tight. I could see the roof of the parking deck disappear as we exited the parking deck. I remember trees, bright sky, but had no idea where she was taking me. My cuffs were starting to hurt now, and my jaw ached. I struggled some more. No good, I was locked to tight. "Try all you wan honey, but your not going anywhere until I decide to let you go".
So this adventure in my self bondage had not turned out the way I had planned. What was going to happen? I wondered as we drove.