This is going to be a lot of writing...but I really think it will be fun to read.  It's been fun to experience, I promise you that!

This is going to be the story of, well, me.  I've been a closet bondage and submissive junkie since I was little.  Now I'm 33 and I'm FINALLY trying to find out why I'm so into this and how best to experience it.  I'm writing it out to share to maybe help and/or entertain you all, and also to help me organize my thoughts and reflect on what I've learned.

I promise that I'm going to keep this real.  Well, I'll say 99% real.  I'm not naming names because that's not cool.  Also, if I need to make a little, tiny enhancement to make the story easier to tell and/or to make it more fun to read, nobody cares about 1%, right??

First, here's a quick bio on me.  I'm Martina Josephine.  Everyone calls me Tina or Joe.  One person calls me Josie.  If it's not already you, don't try it!!  I'm from the great state of Kentucky in the USA and I love it here.  Not to say I won't move one day.  I ain't scared ;).  But it I do, it won't be easy.  I love my sports.  I love to go shooting.  I can't cook a lick.  If God wanted me to cook he wouldn't have given us microwaves.  Or drive throughs.  I'm a little OCD.  For instance, I started a business and wanted to learn how to keep my own books so I went to school and came out with a Master's in Accounting when all I really needed to do was read the manual with the Quickbooks software.

What else?  OK.  I was a self-employed writer for the last 8 or so years.  More about that later.  What matters for now is that I worked from home, set my own schedule and made enough money for what I needed.  Now on to some of the good stuff.

I realized I like bondage when I was little and saw Damsels in Distress on TV and in Movies.  I specifically remember a scene from the animated movie, Quest for Camelot, where the young heroine get bound and gagged and run around in the back of wagon in a legit kidnapping.  It was a really good bondage scene for a kids' cartoon movie!  I started looking for damsels everywhere.  I hung out in comic stores and flipped through the books just hoping to find Wonder Woman or Black Widow tied up.  I was hooked.

Then when I was 14 or so, I got tied up by the two boys I was babysitting.  It wasn't like a bondage hub video.  I sat in a chair and they used belts to tie me to the chair at my waist and ankles and used a plastic toy pair of handcuffs to tie my wrists behind my back.  They ran around the living room acting like they caught a jewelry thief or some such thing and I sat there clenching my teeth and tensing every muscle because I was 200% turned on.  That was it.  I was hooked!

I'm going to skip ahead but I may come back to the teenage years, awkward as they were...

Fast forward to about 2019.  I had already been practicing self bondage for a long time.  I was finding it tough to have a meaningful orgasm if I wasn't tied up.  It was impossible if I wasn't at least THINKING about being tied up.  And I couldn't find all that many guys in Paris, Kentucky that I felt comfortable asking if they wanted to Dom me.  So I turned to the internet.  And low and behold, I found some useful bondage groups on Facebook.  And that's where I met my Mistress.  Hard stop.  I'm straight.  But any port in a storm, right?  I'll talk about meeting her and all of that later.  Right now, I want to get to the pictures of the tumbling mats below, so I'm skipping some stuff....

I used to be a cheerleader.  I was a really good one actually.  You may have seen me on ESPN on a Thanksgiving where they bury the high school national championships opposite NFL games (even I don't watch the cheerleading...).  So, I have these really excellent inflatable, bouncy tumbling mats called air tracks.  See the picture here.

It's about 20 feet long and has those 4 handles sewn into the sides.  They're a good 12 feet apart.  The mat itself is about 4 feet wide.  When the mat is inflated, it's MUCH more rigid than an air MATTRESS.  That's because it's meant to be bounced on by adult gymnasts.  It has all of these thousands of individual "cells" inside it that each independently hold air, blah blah blah.  The result is the thing is super stiff.  When you push into it, it gives, but only just a little.  More important, when you're laying prone on the thing, you absolutely cannot bend it.  That last part isn't in the marketing material.

The great thing for me is that when it's deflated, It's just a limp bag.  So I can bunch it all up so that those all important handles are close together.  Then I turn on the air compressor and they slowly stretched out.  Here's another pic.

So here was my genius moment.  One day I decided to take the air track all deflated like this and tie my ankles to the handles in the back and then tie my wrists to the handles in the front, and then turn the thing on.  It slowly inflated.  I was so grinning so proud of myself.  After about a minute I was rising off the floor.  The mat was expanding to its 20 foot length and those wonderful handles were spreading apart and taking my hands and feet with them.  About that time, I started looking around and realized I didn't know how I was going to get out.  at that very moment, the mat inflated a bunch and went basically flat and I was prone.  I wasn't quite stretched to the max yet, but neither was the mat.  "Shit."  I tried to reach the knots but that wasn't happening.  I tried to reach the power button on the air compressor but it was out of reach.  I was about to get really, really stuck in my basement and nobody knew it.  Hello peril!  Summoning all of the strength in my 5'4" self, I lurched as hard as I could and slid the almost inflated mat just far enough to pull the cord to the air compressor from the wall outlet.  And thankfully, the air started rushing out of the mat.  And I laid on my deflating mat, slowly being lowered to the floor, breathless and excited from having survived my very first bondage peril scene.  And I went right to work figuring out how I could make this thing into my own amazing self bondage dungeon.

That's it for right now.  I promise there's more.  I'm going to talk about Mistress and how she helped me kick this into overdrive.  I'm going to explain how my set up allows me to get tied up (now) pretty much any which way I can think of.  And it all leads to the dog crate story that I posted a couple of days ago.  So please be patient and I hope you keep coming back and have fun reading my tale.  :)