Thankgiving kidnapping F/Self &F
Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2020 9:58 pm
So in the months and a few years after my Dad's passing Kelly and I didn't want to celebrate or think of holidays. We both tried to be brave for the other one never crying in front of the other one. Kelly only cried when she was tied up which she got help from my friend Becky her Friend and eventually boyfriend Seth.(name I am giving him). Bondage for me during this time became a form of safety and comfort. Yes I would cry sometimes as well but it was primarily how I felt safe. Kelly told the few family members she had on her side that had been insisting that we come to Thanksgiving dinner with them that I was going on a ski trip and she was going on a cruise.
Kelly even had the neighbors believing we had gone away for the holidays. She did tell them Seth would be in and around the property getting our mail and making it look like someone was home. Besides it wasn't unusual to see him spending the night in the guest house from time to time. Kelly and I spent the night at the guess house and got up really early Thursday morning like around 5:30 am. We ate a breakfast that was hearty and dressed for the day. I put jeans on a long sleeve seater over a long sleep shirt. I decided to wear dress boots. I pulled my hair back in 2 barrettes so it cascade over my shoulders and back. Kelly dressed in a long knit back shirt and knee high black leather boots she wore a turtle neck long sleeve green sweeter top and she pulled her hair back into a French twist. We then went into the second bedroom toward the back where the bathroom was and in the closet was a trap door that lead to an old root cellar that the guest house was built on top. we turn on the light switch in the closet and made our way down the small ladder to root cellar which had a wood floor and was used for storage but perhaps because the way the guest house was built the cellar was always hot. So in November the temperature was comfortable 65 with the clothes we had on. Kelly asked if I was changing my mind. I said nope. I wanted to be somewhere that didn't remind me of the holiday or he upcoming holidays. She pulled the door closed and lead me to the center of the room. She had a chair set up for me. Her confinement would be a stool in front of the would vertical support beam 2 and a half feet away from me. She explained Seth would be here around noon to check on us and give us a bathroom break. I nodded and slowly sat on the chair. She took out a set of handcuffs which I had asked a few days later if I could try wearing. "Please make it tight and hard to escape." I whispered.
"You won't" Kelly insisted as she placed the handcuffs around my wrists so my hands were in front of me. She guided me into the chair and took a thick white cloth from toy bag and cleave gagged me. she then tied my upper body to the chair. above and below the breast and around the waist. She made sure it was tight with very little give. She then took another long piece of rope and started by wrapping the rope tightly around my wrists so my wrists were tied together then knotted the rope. She ran that same rope down the front leg of the chair and tied my right ankle to the chair leg. She knotted it and strung the rope to the other leg of the chair and my left ankle tying my ankle tightly to that leg of the chair. She knotted it again and the remaining part of the rope she brought up to my wrists again. wrapped it around my wrists before knotting it. My hands rested in my lap as I struggled with my wrists it pulled the rope around my ankles tighter and when struggling with my legs trying to free them it tighten the rope around my wrists.
I watched as Kelly sat on the stool. She tied each ankle to the front leg of the chair. She took another piece of rope and wrapped it around her lap and the stool so her lap was tied her the seat of the chair. She took a thinner length of rope and wrapped it around her waist and the pole she knotted it but there was slack left over. She took a handcuff key and looped the rope in the keyring of the handcuff key then knotted the rope. and allowed the slack to hang behind the pole. This was our safety line in case of trouble Kelly will be able to use that key she would use to unlock the handcuffs she would use on her wrists. She placed the handcuffs on her lap. She then took a long length of rope and a white thick cloth. She took the cloth and cleaved gag herself tied the gag so that it also tied to the pole which did allow her to move her head much. She took the long rope and I think she was able to do this because she was double jointed but she wrapped the rope around her upper body and the pole so her shoulders and upper body was tied to the pole. She carefully grabbed the handcuffs and placed her arms behind the pole handcuffing herself She winced twice as I heard the snaps of the cuffs she made it as tight as possible without out doing major damage. She sat for a moment checking if her self bondage held her tightly enough and she could still reach the emergency key. She gave me a nod of approval. I gave a final check of my own bonds and found it was the right tightness and held me captive in a realistic fashion. I gave a nod of approval. we took a few deep breaths and started to struggle and scream for help which be impossible for anyone to hear us. (end of part 1)
Kelly even had the neighbors believing we had gone away for the holidays. She did tell them Seth would be in and around the property getting our mail and making it look like someone was home. Besides it wasn't unusual to see him spending the night in the guest house from time to time. Kelly and I spent the night at the guess house and got up really early Thursday morning like around 5:30 am. We ate a breakfast that was hearty and dressed for the day. I put jeans on a long sleeve seater over a long sleep shirt. I decided to wear dress boots. I pulled my hair back in 2 barrettes so it cascade over my shoulders and back. Kelly dressed in a long knit back shirt and knee high black leather boots she wore a turtle neck long sleeve green sweeter top and she pulled her hair back into a French twist. We then went into the second bedroom toward the back where the bathroom was and in the closet was a trap door that lead to an old root cellar that the guest house was built on top. we turn on the light switch in the closet and made our way down the small ladder to root cellar which had a wood floor and was used for storage but perhaps because the way the guest house was built the cellar was always hot. So in November the temperature was comfortable 65 with the clothes we had on. Kelly asked if I was changing my mind. I said nope. I wanted to be somewhere that didn't remind me of the holiday or he upcoming holidays. She pulled the door closed and lead me to the center of the room. She had a chair set up for me. Her confinement would be a stool in front of the would vertical support beam 2 and a half feet away from me. She explained Seth would be here around noon to check on us and give us a bathroom break. I nodded and slowly sat on the chair. She took out a set of handcuffs which I had asked a few days later if I could try wearing. "Please make it tight and hard to escape." I whispered.
"You won't" Kelly insisted as she placed the handcuffs around my wrists so my hands were in front of me. She guided me into the chair and took a thick white cloth from toy bag and cleave gagged me. she then tied my upper body to the chair. above and below the breast and around the waist. She made sure it was tight with very little give. She then took another long piece of rope and started by wrapping the rope tightly around my wrists so my wrists were tied together then knotted the rope. She ran that same rope down the front leg of the chair and tied my right ankle to the chair leg. She knotted it and strung the rope to the other leg of the chair and my left ankle tying my ankle tightly to that leg of the chair. She knotted it again and the remaining part of the rope she brought up to my wrists again. wrapped it around my wrists before knotting it. My hands rested in my lap as I struggled with my wrists it pulled the rope around my ankles tighter and when struggling with my legs trying to free them it tighten the rope around my wrists.
I watched as Kelly sat on the stool. She tied each ankle to the front leg of the chair. She took another piece of rope and wrapped it around her lap and the stool so her lap was tied her the seat of the chair. She took a thinner length of rope and wrapped it around her waist and the pole she knotted it but there was slack left over. She took a handcuff key and looped the rope in the keyring of the handcuff key then knotted the rope. and allowed the slack to hang behind the pole. This was our safety line in case of trouble Kelly will be able to use that key she would use to unlock the handcuffs she would use on her wrists. She placed the handcuffs on her lap. She then took a long length of rope and a white thick cloth. She took the cloth and cleaved gag herself tied the gag so that it also tied to the pole which did allow her to move her head much. She took the long rope and I think she was able to do this because she was double jointed but she wrapped the rope around her upper body and the pole so her shoulders and upper body was tied to the pole. She carefully grabbed the handcuffs and placed her arms behind the pole handcuffing herself She winced twice as I heard the snaps of the cuffs she made it as tight as possible without out doing major damage. She sat for a moment checking if her self bondage held her tightly enough and she could still reach the emergency key. She gave me a nod of approval. I gave a final check of my own bonds and found it was the right tightness and held me captive in a realistic fashion. I gave a nod of approval. we took a few deep breaths and started to struggle and scream for help which be impossible for anyone to hear us. (end of part 1)