/authors/jb/Recent content in JB on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-us/stories/1/01/01/my-life-without-bondage/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/my-life-without-bondage/<p>This story is an account of my love for bondage, and is true. I can’t write every detail as it would be too long (and painful) to write. I also wish I had the pictures that were taken.</p> <p>As long as I can remember, I have always liked tying myself up, especially when wearing women’s panties and (stockings then) pantyhose. I can still recall raiding my sister’s stockings and taking them for my own pleasures. If the stocking had been worn, the aroma of the foot area only made the love of nylons better. I would often tease her about her “stinky” feet and being she was older, she would hold me down (and sometimes tie me up) and force me to smell and lick her feet. When she tied me up, she would take off her nylons and gag me with it and tie her shoe over my nose. I would feign struggling but was in heaven.</p>