By Aussielthrbiker

I had often experimented with self-bondage in the past, but it just didn’t give me the feeling I was after. I tried rope, but as I had to be able to escape it just didn’t give me that feeling of restraint, so I decided to experiment with chains and padlocks.

I started off by putting a pair of tight black leather jeans, black harness boots and black leather jacket – I was already going hard! Next I took a length of chain and wrapped it tightly around my ankles, padlocking it so they were held tightly together. I brought the chain up to my knees, wrapping it tightly around, just above my knees, adding another padlock. I then fed the chain between my legs so it went across the tight leather covering my ass then took it up to my waist and fed it through the belt lugs of my leather jeans. I locked it off around my waist. I now had tight chains binding the lower half of my body.

I then took a roll of duct tape and gagged myself, wrapping the tape around my head a couple of times to make sure it wouldn’t come off. I took another length of chain and lay on my stomach, bringing my hands behind my back. I managed to get a loop of chain around each wrist. I then took a padlock and gathered the ends of the chain together (this was not easy!) and locked the padlock to the chain running from my waist to my knees. I had succeeded in tightly chaining myself up with my hands locked behind my back. I struggled and realised I could barely move! I tried to call out, but all the gag would allow was mmph. This was what it was like to be helplessly bound and gagged! What a feeling, I could feel the hard on in my leather jeans!

I left myself chained up for some time, however, like all self-bondage experiments I decided it was time to set myself free. I rolled over and picked up the key to the padlock securing my wrists and tried to get it in the lock. No matter how hard I tried, there was just no way I could get it in! I then tried to free my wrists from the chain, but I had chained them so securely there was no way I could get them free. I also tried to brush the gag off, but I had done too good a job!

Now I began to panic. I lived on my own, it was Saturday morning and chances were that no one would notice me missing until I failed to show up at work on Monday morning! Damn, I couldn’t even call out for help because of the gag. I had often imagined being helplessly tied and gagged for an extended period and the thought of being stuck here for a couple of days was at the time both exciting and very frightening – I noticed that my hard on hadn’t gone down any!

I saw my mobile phone lying on the floor and realised I could probably still send an SMS. My parents had a spare key to my apartment, but I would have almost sooner died than let them find me like this. Then I thought of my friend Jason. I wasn’t out, but I had always found Jason really attractive and I just felt I could trust him in this situation.

It was actually quite easy to send the SMS:

trapped in apartment need help urgent key front bumper car

I hoped he would respond soon. A few minutes later my mobile rang, it was Jason. I pressed answer hoping he would realise I was in trouble when I didn’t speak. I heard Jason’s voice call out. I tapped out “SOS” in morse code on the keypad and heard Jason say, “OK Matthew, I’ll be right over.”

It was still some time before I heard the key in the lock and the door open. What a sight greeted me; Jason was dressed in black leather from head to foot. He walked over and picked up the key lying beside me. “Would you like me to release you?”

I nodded “yes” but Jason walked over the sofa and sat down. “You know Matthew, I have always had a fantasy about seeing you in tight black leather tied and gagged. You have just saved me the trouble.”

Metal would like to thank Aussielthrbiker for this story — which is long overdue for posting!

And guys, remember — no gagging for self bondage!