Sunday, August 17, 2008

Bondage bed

When I first moved away to go to University, I bought a bed. A beautiful, 1m50cm wide, black cast iron bed. It was love at first sight, and I still adore it. My parents never knew, but the reason why I insisted on a cast iron bed was for bondage purposes. The last two years, I've been living in a tiny flat that didn't have room for such a large bed. In stead I've had a 1m20cm bed without any bed posts at all. Horrible for anything related to BDSM, obviously.Now, in this new flat, there is a separate bedroom which has plenty of room for my own bed. I'm greatly enjoying having it back, both alone and together with T.

Whenever I masturbate alone, I tend to hook my legs in the footboard. Well, it isn't actually a "board", it's more like cast iron bars spaced 10-15cm appart. This means that I can hook my feet in there and pretend I'm stuck. With my feet inn, I can just reach the headboard (bars there too) with my hand, imagining I'm spread out. If I want my hands available, I go lower on the bed and slide my legs in among the bars, up to the knees. Can't move much at all! Usually, I put my legs in quite a bit apart, to underline the illusion that I'm tied down against my will.

This position will make me come alot faster than virtually any other position. I'm just so glad I've got my bed back!

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