Earlier on, when I was scouring through various drawers and closets for feminine clothes in my home I have stumbled upon two old skipping ropes. "A fun time" I thought to myself, not giving them another look and continuing with my search. Little did I know they would become the backbone of my "sessions" very soon...
A couple of days after my first true self-sucking experience I still kept coming back to that incredible day and thinking what could I possibly do to spice it up even more... and then, seemingly out of nowhere, I remembered the skipping ropes! "Oh my God, those will be perfect!" I thought to myself, as I have seen some bondage porn before and I was really getting into it. Just the thought of being restrained and used for other's pleasure was too arousing to properly wrap my head around! I couldn't get it out of my head, so when I went to bed I opened up my phone and found a site dedicated to self-bondage, and needless to say it's contents absolutely blew my mind. There I found various techniques, tips, images and most importantly stories all tied (pun intended) to the topic, and I became instantly hooked.
After memorising some ways to make knots and how to make due with what I had (two old skipping ropes that were not very long), I went to sleep. Oh the things I was about to do tommorow!
Next day I woke up suprisingly early - as if my body was as excited as me.
As previously, my dad was out for work and my mom shopping, so I knew I had around 2 to 3 hours of playtime. While quickly drawing a plan in my head, I went straight for my stash that included black heels and pantyhose and then to the closet for the skipping ropes. One was a smooth textured deep red color with green handles and the other one was a rasher blueish-pink rope with pink handles. Although the handles made tying a little difficult, I couldn't just rip them off, as a whole skipping rope looks entirely unsuspicious while lying among some old toys. These ones however had a lot of playtime still ahead of them.
