/authors/simpleton/Recent content in Simpleton on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-us/stories/1/01/01/spring-break/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/spring-break/<p><strong>Spring Break</strong></p> <p>It was the spring break of my sophomore year in high school. I had been into bondage for several years and had been reading many stories on self-bondage and reading many techniques on different positions, time-release mechanisms, and just general experiences. Until recently, I was just doing simple self-bondage, the usual hog-tie (very escapable and nothing spectacular about it), tying myself to a chair, crudely tying myself to a bed, and very basic tying (tying ankles, hands and lying on the floor to struggle). But slowly, my collection of toys began to grow. Going from ripped T-shirt material and bandanas to ball gag harnesses, double locking handcuffs, rope, and leather straps. I had always had the key to my cuffs near me and I almost never stayed bound for more than 20 to 30 minuets, but today was going to be different.</p>/stories/1/01/01/spring-break-2/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/spring-break-2/<p><strong>Spring Break 2</strong> <strong>by: Simpleton</strong></p> <p>Well, it’s now another spring break. I wrote about my spring break over a year ago and recently had a better experience that occurred on spring break. So here it goes, I hope you enjoy it.</p> <p>I could barely fall asleep from the night before, just waiting for the 7 AM silence and the knowing that I had roughly 10 hours and the entire house to myself, with no interruptions. It was a great feeling. Usually I only practice self bondage for the sheer restraint, if I climax, I have to get undone as fast as possible. But today was going to be different. I was about to perform one of my longest sessions to date.</p>