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Last summer, my boyfriend Steve and I were rummaging through some of his old Playboy magazines and reading the Advisor columns to each other. In one letter, a guy wrote about a bondage game that he and his girlfriend would do at night on a golf course in which they injected an element of chance that they would be stuck in bondage until discovered the next morning. Briefly, they would prepare a set of 100 envelopes of which 95 had a key which would open a set of locks and the other five had pennies (to make them indistinguishable by weight). They would then mix all the envelopes and pick five at random to take on their adventure. Under cover of darkness they would sneak onto the course, put their clothes and possessions out of their reach and (envelopes within their reach) chain themselves to some immovable object like a tree. They would then proceed to have monkey sex knowing that there was a one in a gazillion chance that they would be trapped there to be discovered and humiliated in the morning. Predictably the advisor admonished them that this was not safe, they should at least keep a cell phone at hand in the event that something would go wrong, blah, blah, blah. ...

My girlfriend Jill and I are into bondage. Not the whole lifestyle and the clothing, just the tie up and sex part. We enjoy getting kinky to keep our sex life fun. I love to tie her up and I love it when she ties me up. For me, these are two completely different fetishes even though they’re both bondage. She’s the same way. She loves both sides. We’ve collected a lot of equipment and love to use it. Especially on rainy days when there’s nothing else to do. ...

Hello all, Have you ever wanted to have a self-bondage session at the last moment and didn’t have your key already frozen in ice? Well, I’ve come up with a way to pull off a session at a moments notice anytime you get the chance. Here’s what I do. I tie my wrist cuff key to a string as usual, (tying the other end of the string to my wrist so I can’t loose the key), and then I just wrap the key inside a big ball of masking tape. If I tie my hands apart, such as in a spread-eagle position, I have to unwrap the key with one hand. Depending on how much tape I use, the quality of the tape, and how hard I squeeze the tape shut as I’m wrapping it, I could be there for an hour, or MANY more. There’s no exact science to figure out how long you’re going to be stuck there, but that’s part of the fun of it. Of course you can use tape made of cloth or plastic, but they can take even longer to unwrap because they won’t tear like masking tape usually does. (Just thought I should give you a heads-up on that…) ...

(story continues from The Art of Silk Surrender 9) The Art of Silk Surrender- Part 10 Aurora and I, exhausted physically, mentally and sexually, slept deep and long into the next afternoon. I began to awaken first, and propped myself up on one elbow just to gaze at the sleeping angel beside me in the satin sheets of my parents’ big, cozy bed. I slowly brushed silken strands of her hair away from her face, and fell helplessly in love with her all over again, as if discovering her inner and outer beauty for the first time. ...