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Storycodes: Sbm; rope; gag; outdoors; cons; X
Tonight (or maybe this morning) I was a bad boy. But what an adventure I had! My wife is away on business for the week. I don't really sleep well when she isn't here so I decided to try something. I tied myself up with ropes around my ankles, above and below my knees and around my thighs. I put myself in a rope harness and also put on a type of crotch rope. I cleave gagged myself and then added an over-the-mouth gag. I then wrapped rope around my arms and chest, using the stair banister as an anchor for the rope as I wound the rope around my upper body. I placed my wrists behind my back and secured them. Then I went to bed at 11:00 PM.
I had set the alarm for about 2:30 AM. I slept on and off. I had to get up to use the potty (not easy tied up like I was – luckily I could get my wrists undone and easily secured back again with not much trouble). I hopped back to bed and slept a little while longer, but at about 1:30 AM, I was awake and excited about my adventure, so I got up. I safely scooted down the stairs to the front door and hopped outside! Very quickly I hopped over to the left side of the house. There was a light on at the neighbors on the right, but I had already planned to go to the left anyway. There is a street light in our cul-de-sac that shines on our driveway that is on the left side of the house. The neighbors on that side don't have a window on the right side of their house so I quickly hopped into the shadows by our garage.
Now the adventure really begins.
I had to hop back across my lighted (very much so it seemed to me) driveway and into the shadows of the neighbor's house. I then hopped into their back yard, stopping at a tree to conceal myself. I hopped to the next set of trees across their back yard, very much in the open until I got to the trees for concealment again. There the adventure really begins. I now began to hop across the back of all the houses. There is a big field behind them that has been harvested for straw for cattle. I tried to conceal myself behind the giant rolls of straw when possible, but that wasn't always easy. The streetlights from the street in front of the houses I am hopping behind seemed to light up the entire field.
Gagged as I was, I had to stop frequently to catch my breath. There were several houses where I had to hop out in the open. I constantly was watching for a light to be turned on to signal that I had been seen. It was so quiet that you heard each air conditioning unit as it came on and went off. There are a couple of houses with dogs, but none barked at me. That really concerned me because if one started barking at me, there is not much way I could have escaped very quickly tied up as I was. I hopped about as far as I safely could. I had planned on turning at one house and hopping to the front to the street, but decided that wasn't so smart. I was tempting fate enough.
I finally started making my way back. It seemed like it was taking forever and that I was in the open even more on the way back. As I hopped back, lights from a car turned into one of the driveways. I never heard the car! I ducked down, but I was still in the open field. The car was several houses down from me. I saw the light from the car as the door was opened and then shut. I stayed kneeling down for a couple of minutes (it seemed like half an hour). No activity toward me so I figured it was safe to start hopping again. I was really starting to perspire now.
I finally reached my next door neighbor's house. As I started to hop back across the lighted area to my driveway, I heard a vehicle come down the street. Usually no one comes down here unless they live here so I was wondering who this could be. I quickly hopped up against the neighbor's house in the shadows. I never saw the vehicle, but I could tell by the headlights it was turning around in the cul-de-sac.
Were they looking for someone who they had seen hopping across the yards?
They went back up the street and I hopped across the lighted part of the driveway to the side of my house. I quickly hopped around to the front door, hopped inside and lay on the floor, catching my breath. I slowly untied myself. My socks were really dirty so I washed them in the machine. They came out quite clean.
Thus ends my adventure. I looked at the clock and I had been gone only about 45 minutes. It seemed like hours! Would I do it again? You bet I would like to!
However, maybe I shouldn't tempt fate again this week. Maybe the next time my wife is away...