/authors/jcb/Recent content in JCB on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usThu, 02 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/10/02/the-head-cheerleader/Thu, 02 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/10/02/the-head-cheerleader/<p>Panic was starting to set in. I could see that the night sky was becoming lighter. Dawn was near. I should have been able to release myself by now. Did I miscalculate how long it would take the ice to melt? Did it get stuck?</p> <p>All I knew at this point was that I was dressed like a cheerleader and bound to the field goal post of the practice field for my college’s football program. The same practice field that would be used by dozens of football players in about an hour or so.</p>/stories/2014/06/14/my-outdoor-adventure/Sat, 14 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/06/14/my-outdoor-adventure/<p>Selfbondage is something I’ve been doing for as long as I can remember. But it was always done in the relatively safe place of my home. There was always that risk of being caught by family and roommates through the years. Nobody knew my secret love of being tied up. They also didn’t know my love for crossdressing.</p> <p>Fortunately, I was never caught while being bound by my own hand. But it was starting to lose a lot of its excitement. I wanted to take a bigger risk with my selfbondage. I wanted to take it to the outdoors. Not just in my backyard, but in a location I couldn’t control.</p>/stories/2014/04/15/more-than-i-wanted/Tue, 15 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2014/04/15/more-than-i-wanted/<p>What the fuck was I thinking? How could I trust a perfect stranger to do this to me? I’m not sure how long I’ve been here since he left me in the bondage I desired to be in. All sense of time has left me. Has it been just minutes? Hours? Feels more like days. It really doesn’t matter, though. I no longer desire to be here. I desire freedom. But, how far is that from now? I just wanted out!</p>