-Hey Y’all!!  Summer is winding down.  Well, summer break for my nieces and nephews is winding down, anyway.  And it’s been amazing!  I’ve had just the best time being the world’s greatest aunt who ever let her nieces and nephews each drink a 2 liter of Mountain Dew before dropping them off at my brother’s and sister’s houses right before bed.  Love my family so much!!  LOL.

 

(Image  by @@jstreel )

Anyway, with my babysitting, ride giving, sport watching and other important tasks about to be greatly reduced, I’m finding a little bit more time for my favorite pastimes, guns and bondage (in no particular order).  I went shooting the other day, and I shook off a ton of rust.  So that’s getting back to normal.  And today, I’m writing a couple of things I want to share.  The first piece is a totally new concept inspired by just a fantastic drawing of a hogtied beauty being challenged to escape.  The image was rendered by @@jstreel.  I love jstreel’s stuff and have been a watcher of his for a long while now.  If you haven’t checked out his (or her) work, do yourself a big, big favor and follow the link.  Top notch stuff!!

But back to the hogtie.  Check it out.  Super-hot image.  Lots of rope.  The damsel “Cas,” looks pretty hopeless.  I mean, check out all of that rope.  And I’m not sure, but I kinda think she’s giving a “side eye” to the rigger who put her there on the floor.  That’s the guy holding the stopwatch.  Hard to tell with that massive gag pulled up over her nose like is.  What do you think he used to pack her mouth?  Looks round like a ball gag under the handkerchief.  But it could just be a great big wad of socks, panties….socks AND panties….anyway.   Point being, Cas does not look enthusiastic…

For this piece, what I’m going to do it get myself tied up just like that (only mentally, unfortunately) and I’m going to escape!  Seriously folks.  I am getting out of that tie.  And by the times I’m finished explaining it, I challenge y’all to refute my claim.  I may even put my money where my mouth is (not in gag form…) and offer up a reward if you can articulate a fatal flaw in my escape narrative (no goofy ones either, they have to legit, real world, problems with my plan supported by the laws of physics.).

So here we go then.  Picture me substituted for Cas (anyone want to draw that for me please?  Lol).  I’m hogtied in heels.  Wrists are cinches and tethered to my ankles by a short rope braid.  Elbows are tied together and lashed to my torso.  My upper arms are tied to my sides and bound up in a lovely shoulder harness.  My knees and thighs are also tied together tightly with cinch ropes.  And, as I already described, I have a face-covering gag that’s going to probably keep me gasping for air from the effort I’ll be making getting out.

I want to make a ruling on the issue of the crotch rope.  I don’t see evidence of once.  This may be a controversial ruling, but for purposes of this write up, @@jstreel got cocky and didn’t give me a crotch rope.  Why not?  Who knows.  Maybe he doesn’t like me very much and didn’t want to give me anything to satisfy my “violated damsel” desires.  (shrug)  Whatever.  Just understand, no crotch rope this time.

OK.  Phase one.  I have to get the ankle/wrist tether untied.  Do you see where jstreel put the knot?  It’s right there.  Like, nine inches from my fingers.  Nine inches out of reach you say?  True.  But I’m flexible and strong.  I can definitely flex my legs and pull my ankles up to my hands.  But can I hold them there long enough to untie a tight knot?  I’m going to say, probably NOT!  But that’s cool.  That’s fine.  There are two ways for me to deal with this roadblock.

First, if I can flex at my waist, I can lay on my belly, place my forehead on the ground, lift my hips straight up, rock back from my knees onto my shins and sit back on my heels.  Boom!  Now I can reach my ankles and the knot.  Only, the hogtie tether is too short, and I can’t flex my waist a teenie tiny bit.  So that ain’t going to work.  But I got a plan B.

I start the difficult process of inching/crawling my way up against a wall (I’m in a room so there’s walls people!)  I keep going until my feet are up against the wall.  I’m laying on my side for this.  And then I scooch and scooch toward my feet, pushing them into the wall, so my legs bend the rest of the way, and my hands are up against my ankles.  This works better on carpet than on smooth surfaces, so hopefully I’m not on concrete or hard wood.  But even on carpet, it’s going to take some effort for me to brace myself and keep my legs compressed like this.  But I can do it.  So not it’s just a matter of time, and maybe a few broken nails, before I get that knot untied.  Horray!!!

Getting that tether undone is a HUGE relief.  I can stretch out my legs and relax for a moment and kinda  regroup.  I catch my breath.  I’ll need to do something about this gag eventually, but for now, I’m stuck with it.  And I really want a sandwich.  But that’ll be later too.  OK Tina.  Break’s done.

So now I get to work on the wrist loops.  And here’s the key.  Even though both my wrists and ankles are un-cinched, because of the extensive ropework up the rest of my arms, I still wouldn’t be able to get my hands free without an error in the rope work.  And my lucky day!  There was a mistake and I’m exploiting it!

Take a look at the wrist loops.  Good job using plenty of rope.  There are 5 or 6 horizontal bands of rope from the wrists working up the lower forearm.  That’s a look of surface area so a lot of friction.  Very hard to pull a petite damsel wrist through.  HOWEVER, note that two the of the wrist loops are NOT horizontal.  They’re diagonal.  BANG!  That’s my ticket.  All I have to do is twist my wrists inside the loops and work my arms up and down in opposing order and I’ll start creating slack in the loops.  The horizontal loops don’t have much, if any slack.  But the two diagonal loops do!  I’ll keep working them until they eventually shift from diagonal to horizontal, which is a shorter distance, which will grant me about one net inch of slack.  Using my fingers, I will claw this looser loop over my hands and create even more slack.  I’ll have to go back and forth between peeling away loops and doing that wiggling thing I described before.  But before long, I’ll have some pretty exhausted forearms, but free wrists.

Now I have to go back to the wall.  I’ll repeat the leg compression technique from before so I can reach my ankle loops.  This might take some hunting and pecking, but I’ll find the knot on my ankles and get that untied too.  Then I just wiggle and kick until the ankle loops come apart.  Whew.  That was freaking exhausting.  I might need two sandwiches!

After I rest up, there’s a really good chance that I’ll be able to reach one more set of ropes binding my legs’ either the thighs or the knees.  It depends on the knot placement.  But trust me, I’m really flexible.  I’ll get one, if not both, of those untied eventually.  And with only one (two if you’re being a punk about things) loops of rope around my legs, I only need to work my legs up and down in opposition to create a little slack and get the remaining ropes to slide down my legs.

Now I can stand up, and that’s huge for me.  K?  K!

So, I roll up to my knees and stand on up.  My arms are still tied up good and tight, even though my wrists are out.  But there’s still some tightly cinches rope loops around my elbows and upper arms.  I have to deal with those too.  Here’s the move.  Elbows first.  I can shimmy my shoulders one at a time causing my elbows to rub up and down against each other.  If the ropes weren’t cinched, this would work the loops down my arms pretty quickly.  But they are cinched and also loops all the way around my chest below my bust.  That makes this trickier, but not by much.  Remember that my wrists are free.  So I can now place my fingers in the small of my back and push and push and push my arms out away from my back.  Yes, my arms are tied in place by the ropes, but I don’t need to break my arms free.  All I need to do is use this pressure to lo create a bit of slack and loosen the loops.

The ”hand pushing” is great leverage and it helps a little but not enough.  But I combine that with the shoulder shimmy I described above.  What that’s doing is causing the cinched up smaller elbow loop to expand and try to steal slack away from the larger part of the rope loops that are around my ribs.  But that won’t work because my ribs are in the way.  Fortunately, humans can compress their rib case by exhaling really, really hard.  So I’m doing all three together.  I’m pressing my hands into the mall of my back trying to lift my arms up away from my back.  I’m shimming my shoulders.  AND, I’ve exhaled and am holding my breath.  Now I have legit slack and I can work the loop around my ribs or the loops around my elbows down toward my narrower waist and/or wrists respectively.  Again, exhausting work, but with patience, I get my elbows out.

And that’s all she wrote people.  My arms are almost totally free, so finding and untying the knots on the shoulder harness is going to be easier than taking my bra off under my blouse without anyone knowing (which I can totally do!).  Then the gag comes off, and its game over.

Tina for the win!!  Lol!!

I do hope you found that interesting and fun.  And I hope revealing this handful of my tricks hasn’t ruined any of the fun for you.  Just know that these are only a few of them.  I got ways of escaping all kinds of tight predicaments.  Tee Hee!

Do now I have two final matters to address.  First, if you like this and have any other bondage positions you want me to escape from, send me a picture and maybe I’ll give it a whirl.  Look, I know I can’t get out of everything.  So if you send me an impossible bondage position, I’m going to flat out tell you, that’s an impossible bondage position.  But find one that is challenging and interesting and I’m your girl.

And lastly, as promised, call me out if you think I missed something that wouldn’t have worked.  If you can convince me that I wouldn’t have succeeded in this escape attempt, you can have a prize.  Hmmmm.  What kind of prize??  Gotta give that some thought.  Maybe a roll playing session?  Or how about this.  Give me a self-bondage challenge and I’ll do it and write it up.  Whatever you like.  These seem doable.  First person to prove me wrong gets the prize, one entry per person, only the first 10 entries will be considered.

I got more writing to do folks, so I’m out.  Have a great week everyone!!!  Love y’all!  XOXOX