The further adventures 9f Slpnot the search for a fix

I thought I would lose interest in this .  I never thought I'd be doing this when I was 61 ish. But here I am tied up in a motorhome I call a man cave . I have Irish 8s chained to the steering wheel and old seat belts strapping me in to the Seat the good thing about seat belts it's a 2-in strap and it can be pulled very tight . There's a chain that goes for my iron color to the steering wheel and another chain from the headrest to my color when you hit the seat back lever it pulls everything tight and there's no movement whatsoever . I've been like this for over 8 hours and it's starting to suck . I just hope Miss Butters will be here soon to let me loose but I still I know by now you're wondering where is Miss Butters how come she hasn't come back to save you then all the sudden the door opens fresh air comes in I feel relieved I hear her voice and she says my sister didn't let you go that's odd . As I feel the gag being unbuckled and draped around my neck I feel so grateful and thank her accordingly . Then she flipped the lever to make the seat back go up . Then the straps were loosened up but not removed which I thought was odd . The handcuffs remained in place . I asked for them to be removed she casually said no which made me struggle to get out . She laughed at my futile attempt and said I'm not done with you . Closing the door she walked away My heart sank I did not want to be there much longer . 

      It is my new company Form stands for forced meditation .     

    Just like yoga . You go to a studio and pose in different positions for periods of time . .

   at Form LLC you can have a private  room and  a selection of positions that you would like to try  like chair corner,  or  the more popular hog floor and my personal favorite hog bed with extra rope . Positions are endless . Pick up and delivery is available Sessions by appointment only . 1 up to 24 hours.  Escape is not an option

        Happy Wednesday PS this is not a real company

     Yes that was a picture of me in bondage life number 72 in the men like it too section  remember that well very much tied up my girlfriend at the time used every piece of rope I had and straps and carpet binding it kept me like that for about 4 hours . 

        But now the position I'm in is getting tiring and I'm trying to communicate to get her to let me go  the next thing you know she's looking at her watch and saying she's got to go her sister will be here any minute pulling down the blindfold she left instantly . like she showed up oh my what a predicament ,  

      I find myself strapped to the driver's seat and cuffed to the steering wheel uselesslytrying to move . Struggling with renewed vigure I still can't get out I will be here till Miss J Butters comes back and lets me go hopefully soon . I calm down relax and drift off to sleep thinking what a wonderful night I just had . There's something funny about her sister I just can't put my finger on it.

Greetings from Southern California it's blazing hot . A shout out to all my friends in Missouri, Southeastern Rhode Island, northeastern Connecticut . stay warm go out to the woodpile brush off the ice and snow take a couple loads inside stoke up the fire warm up the house have a great day . It's 87° in my transvestite man cave . Which is disguised as a motorhome . All the doors locked and there's curtains for every window. 

Have you ever rode your wind horse ? Everybody has one so it's just up to you when you ride it or not . 

      Okay the wimdhorse is when you're so happy you're walking on air that's what it feels like because you can't feel the ground beneath you it's like watching a movie and you're the protagonist but you can't feel the movement . That's because you're on your horse your wind horse . Well that's happened to me I was just wondering if it's happened to other people so it's only been about three times but I remember each time p like it was yesterday. Like I was saying . 

      These memories are so vivid and clear it does seem like it was yesterday. So I use these good memories to brighten up my day when I'm down . So thank you to all my new friends at the cage and get to your barn and take your horse for a ride .

                   Slpnot

Somehow I lost the content to part 5 so I'm continuing with part 5A. 

   So there I was chained to the steering wheel and strapped to the Sea and very little movement and  . feeling sorry for myself for allowing me to get put into the situation that I am in suddenly the door opens up and there she is . The door closes next thing I know she's climbing in on the passenger side saying you're in quite a fix aren't you she removed the blindfold but not the gag have you been here long ? Nodding my head in confirmation . Oh me I'm her identical twin sister . I was born first so I have a calm and easy going nature see on the other hand is a evil sadistic b****and has been tying up guys all her life and I've been on time and letting them go so we've been at this for a long time and she's really good at tying up men . Thinking she sure is as I not in agreement. She got up and asked if she could check out the cave like I could stop her she started rubbing through my stuff saying I got a lot of cool things and she came back up and pointed with a bondageLife magazine it was issue number 72 in the men like it too section pointing at. I nodded my ass my picture asking me if that was me

As I pulled and twisted yanked and tried to escape my predicament it was hopeless there was no way out of this until somebody releases me sweat rolled down my face as I started to feel useless and scared thinking she's going to leave me here till tomorrow that's a long time . As far as the position and the bondage goes it was very comfortable and escaping from this predicament is impossibl , I get the sense that I'm not the first guy she has tied up and will remain this way until she returns . 

Accepting my feet I try to get as comfortable as I can remembering that this is not the first time that I've been locked up for this long . 

      As I recall my girlfriend at the time had locked me by the neck to a post in the basement fully nude . After a while she came down to visit . Looking at me and smiling saying looks like you're stuck that's how you will be for the whole weekend . With trepidation I said but it's only Friday afternoon . With a great big smile she says I know And left the room came back with a duffel bag she tossed it my way  said see you Sunday afternoon bye-bye I heard her laugh às she slammed the big seller door and locked it . I think that was a worst situation that I'm in now . But I digress 

   I hear my roommate in the background saying yes that's his man gave over there . A couple of seconds goes by. Holding my breath  straining my ears I listen to approaching steps. Then they stop . The anticipation builds the door opens and I make a small scream in surprise . A strange woman says oh my God  your in quite a fix . Laughing at my predicament let's see what I can do to help you . She closed the door and walked around to passenger side and got in  looking me over and saying man my sister really has you tied up . I tried to explain. She said I don't understand what you're trying to say teasing me insane I still don't understand what you're saying . I'm going to look around and see what you have in your man cave. Don't go anywhere okay? 

  Well there I was kingsters chained to the fence hinged handcuffs behind me blindfolded and gagged and getting bored. She snuck up behind me and scared me . Unbuckling the gag and letting it drop to my neck she said I may speak. I asked her how long she's going to keep me as she unlocks the chain from the fence . She replies in a whimsical manner not long . Come with me as she tugged on the chain. Saying that she just checked out my man cave . I want you to clean it up throw out all the trash and it better be clean or you will be severely punished . She removed the blindfold open the door and told me to get in and sit on the seat turn out a little so I can take the cuffs off. She quickly locked my hands to the steering wheel as  well as my neck . She took a short chain locked it to my collar and then to the headrest of the seat she pulled the lever for the seat back to go back and pushed. I heard a click and I could not move. Finishing me up with a strap for the ankles a strap for the knees and a strap for the elbows and a piece of chain locking my hands to the steering wheel . There how's that I want you to try to get out of this . Good you won't be going anywhere until I let you . Replacing the blindfold and buckling the gag is tight as she could saying she didn't want me to spit it out . Taking the keys off my belt she said she needs a way to get in to let me go she said I'll be back when I want to maybe tomorrow . Closing the door and walked away. 

     Holy s*** what did I do as I struggled pulled twisted yanked flipped around like a fish I could do nothing . What an exciting situation I am in and hope that she comes back soon

Okay so after she left I put together a bag full of stuff assortment of chain keyed alike padlocks cuffs etc showed up at 9:00 a.m..o she is a  beautiful woman casually dressed and had a mischievous twinkle in her eye . Her smile looks like every morning in Southern California bright warm and sunny..

   She said show me around I gave her a quick tour finally we ended in the backyard. I gave her the bag of stuff that she requested  yesterday rummaging through the bag she pulled out handcuffs coller and leg irona she applied the restraints quickly and efficient, she locked a leash to my color and with a sharp tug she commanded come next thing I knew I was locked to a fence post in the backyard. She to the bag and returned with a ball gag and a blindfold after she put this stuff on she told me these are the rules don't speak  unless I command you and follow all my instructions any deviation from this will cause great repercussions for you . Do you understand you may speak , I replied yathss., She smugly replied good and walked away...

Stay tuned for more adventures of searching for a fix

   I consider bondage a drug like all drugs they are very addictive.When I  can't find somebody to help me I do it myself.

   I've been into bondage all my life and have been fairly successful at it there's good and there's bad.. we will save the bad for another blog .    I digress I met this woman the spitting image of Joan Jett of the Blackhearts even down to the red Cruck Tailors . Those are sneakers made by Converse for you none baby boomers. A very beautiful and smart woman I explained to her what I wanted to do .. she agreed and asked me for asorted lengths of chain cuffs and straps that can be pulled tight . And said she will be around 9:00 tomorrow

     Oooh I can't wait