Hello again! So I plan to kind of describe the kinds of bondage supplies I've gotten over the years and how I've used them in my stories. To keep things simple, I'll make another post going over every bit of gags, cuffs, tapes, and outfits I own and use for bondage experiences. but for now I'll go over the simple stuff and get on with the story.

The Cleaners: I live in a nice neighborhood in good old Dallas, Texas and live in a moderately big house. My parents are hard working and are not home that often as there jobs keep them away for some time. My sister is usually playing sports or video games in her room so there is no worry for her when Im in the mood for bondage. Every other Thursday, some really nice clearing ladies come to my house and clean for about 3 hours or so. We pay them well because they do such a good job and are really kind (especially to our dog). I'm in college now so these "special events" are hard to do these days but I'm home for summer and got to experience one of my favorite and most suspenseful bondage experiences. For some reason, I like the idea of being helpless and bound while those who could save and free you have no clue theres a helpless girl hidden away near by. I love hiding myself away and trying to call for help under muffled cries while vacuum clearness and their chatter covers my attempts to be located. I'll go into detail as to what I do and how it usually goes: Im a self bondage pro, so I can get into really tight bindings and get out with the right amount of struggle. So this cleaning day was going to be great.

They normally show up around noon so I make sure to wake up around 8:00AM on those mornings so I can get ready before they show up. I shower, eat, and get thing set up while I watch the clock strike down. I usually start around 11:25AM so I'm bound and ready as soon as they arrive. I start with the outfit. I wanted to be comfy but not hot due to the summer heat, so I kept it simple and went with some black lacey lingerie. A black teddy corset that just barely keeps my breast kept up with a black garter belt, black panties, and black thigh high stockings. I then put on a fuzzy black collar and move onto the gag. I prefer a comfy gag that is also effective at keeping me quiet, so I usually opt for a Jam-Orbital type gag. In Jam's art, Jam usually goes for layers and stuffing, which I adore. I went with a medium round sponge as stuffing and several pieces of duct tape to place over it. I then apply several wrapped layers of microfoam tape around my mouth and head. I finish off with a OTM cloth gag to complete it. I wouldn't recommend a gag like this for more than 4 hours as it can start to mess with your jaw and possibly breathing. I moved to my bindings. I grabbed four pairs of fuzzy cuffs and attached them to my ankles, thighs, wrists, and upper arms. I also wrapped bungee cords over and under my breast and slid my arms under them to secure my arms behind my back. I then applied a bungee cord to the chains on my ankle's fuzzy cuffs and attached it to the chains of my wrists fuzzy cuffs to act as a hogtie. My bed is pressed again the wall and has these little doors on the front and sides so you can go under and store stuff (where I hide most of my supplies). With it being pressed against the wall, it makes it impossible to see the underneath if you don't got through the little doors on the bottom. I tied myself under the bed to start with and used my phones flashlight to see what I was doing.

Once I was snug and secure, I heard the front door of the house open and the cleaning people annoying that they had arrived. This is when I get really excited. It is really dark under my bed with the large opening being pressed against the wall and not allowing any natural light in, so I get to snuggle and sometimes even take a nap. I love how the tightness is nearly inescapable and keeps my mind occupied in pure bliss. I highly recommend a crotch rope for an even better more pleasurable experience. I normally like to struggle and moan until I know that they've moved to the upstairs where my bedroom is located. I kind of get quieter and quieter as I hear them cleaning closer to my room which really turns me on because they have no idea I'm there! When I hear them enter I usually stay completely silent so theres no chance of hearing me. I know my gag is going to block 95% of the sound, but I don't want to take any risks of being discovered. When I hear them turn on the vacuum cleaner, I sometimes plea for help through my gag as a kind of game. This is a huge turn on as they never hear my quiet cries and have no idea some busty helpless girl is wearing tight bindings and naughty underwear within inches of them. This usually goes on for a while until I hear them leave the house. I then turn on my phones flashlight, and get stated freeing myself. Once I'm free, I put everything back in my secret storage, and put my outfit back where it belongs. Then I get dressed and go about my day as if nothing happened. I through away the gag in my little trash can because no one really bats an eye and I don't expect them to dig through my literal garbage. Ive done this "cleaners" event at least five times and love every second of each experience.

I plan on making a post on the do's and don'ts of self bondage so that those interested or have had some experience can get a proper teaching from someone with literal years of experience. I also plan to keep writing these stories as they are a great way to share some juicy bondage sessions. For the meantime, I hope this was a good first story for my profile, If theres anything I should add or do differently, feel free to voice your ideas! until then, Toodles!