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1. I’d give so much to be that man. I don’t have any decent bondage gear but I can get close to a sleepsack. I put on a shorty wetsuit and then force both my feet into one pant leg of some sort of slightly stretchable pants like athletic pants, and then I bring my arms inside the wetsuit. It actually serves its purpose rather well. I’ve spent a whole night stuck in it trying to escape, when I accidentally also tied off the arms to the suit. It took me ages to get the zipper down far enough to get out. That’s what I love about bondage and hate about self bondage. That feeling of utter helplessness that some one more powerful than yourself has restrained you and there’s nothing you can do about it until they free you. It’s just not the same when sad happenstance sometimes get the upper hand and causes one to be stuck in self bondage. There’s not rust, no helplessness and reliance and waiting, just silly embarrassment. I can hardly wait to move out so I can engage in some bondage like this!

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