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Longest Day

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

* The Longest Day.

I haven’t had the opportunity to have many self bd adventures recently, primarily because my wife has been watching me pretty closely ever since she caught me last summer (see Red Handed). However… she can’t watch me forever, and last weekend I finally got the chance to have another adventure. I like to keep things simple - it limits the number of things that can go wrong… and I had been formulating a delightfully simple plan for several months. However… I forgot that even though the bondage and the scenario might be simple, dealing with the results mentally can be much more complicated. I’ll explain…

My Friday Night

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Glad you liked my story. Thanks for the words of encouragement. Here’s another one you may publish. I just did this last weekend.

My Friday Night. Just a couple of minor problems to overcome.

I have been planning an experiment with a long-term bondage session in my basement. I took a couple of test runs to make sure I could handle it physically and that I hadn’t overlooked any “safety” details. Then, last Friday, I gave it a try for real.

Red Handed

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

I had to stop for a while. I got caught. I wrote about it, as best I can remember. It’s not the most exciting story, but, looking back on it, it makes me hot.

As I’ve mentioned before, my wife is not into bondage. She doesn’t like being tied up, she refuses to tie me up, she doesn’t want to look at pictures or movies, and she sure as hell doesn’t want to talk about it. She wasn’t always this way. She used to like bondage. Right up until the day we got married.

Snow Day

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Snow Day

Let me just say, right off the bat, that I LOVE winter. I passed this story along to a friend and he told me I’m nuts and this stunt was dangerous. I disagree. In fact, it was one of the safest sessions I’ve ever had.

Last month, we had a snowstorm here in the Northeast US. My wife took the kids to her sister’s house on Saturday morning, and by the time I got home from work at noon, it was snowing hard. At about 2pm, she called to say she was going to spend the night there because the roads were getting bad. She sounded concerned that I would have to spend a Saturday night all alone.