Category: self-bondage

I have been experimenting with this idea for a few days. The concept is pretty simple. I have my genitals tied behind me, my ankles tied together, and my wrists tied to a block & tackle. There is a 30lb (13.5kg) weight suspended and waiting to haul in the line on the block and tackle. Once I get my wrists tied to the pulley block, I release the weight and it pulls my wrists up and away until I can’t move any more because the rope around my genitals is holding me back.

What makes this situation unique is that, for most of my ties, the tightener only takes up the slack in the line. In this case, the heavy weight with a 5 to 1 mechanical advantage doesn’t just take up the slack, it exerts a significant force that translates to a harsh and unrelenting pull on my genitals. I can’t pull my wrists back because the weight is too heavy, but even if I could, I’d have to rely on my genitals to anchor me, so whatever force I apply to pulling back the pulley, is applied to my genital rope. When I say this bind was really tight, I’m not exaggerating at all.

In a setup like this, gravity is your captor. It works to entrap and tighten you, but gravity doesn’t run in reverse and you can’t turn it off. I couldn’t help thinking that nobody would find me there if I couldn’t find a way to escape on my own. The ropes around my wrists were too tight to slip out and the perpetual pull of the weight would not allow me to loosen them.

The rope around my genitals was painfully tight and it was a constant reminder of just how helpless I was to improve my situation. My original escape plan was to release my wrists, but the knot was pulled out of reach. With my ankles tied, there was simply nothing I could do. Things sure weren’t looking good for me, but I should have known this day would come. I’ve been doing self bondage for decades, and eventually, I was bound to make a mistake.