Lily stared at her bed, wondering how insane she must be. Two times now, she had been placed in tight, unforgiving bondage by intruders that had violated her or robbed her, and yet here she was thinking about experimenting in self bondage. Spread out across her bed were three coils of soft cotton rope, some long zipties, a pair of ziptie cuffs, and the ballgag she had been forced to wear the very first time she was put in bondage and on a whim, had slipped into her bag to keep.

She had dressed for comfort, in leggings, socks, a pair of old brown knee high boots she didn’t wear anymore, and a long sleeve top she usually wore for exercise. And this definitely would qualify as exercise as she discovered from two times she had been tied up. With her parents gone for the night, Lily had somehow convinced herself that this would be a good time to tie herself up again. She still couldn’t explain what made her so curious about bondage, but she had come this far now so she might as well try things out. She started with the set of wirecutters she had borrowed from her boyfriend and set them on the floor by her bed. She’d tested them earlier and they were able to cut through the zip tie cuffs pretty easily so it would work for releasing herself afterwards. Setting those down, she started with her booted ankles and picked up a length of rope. 

From some brief research and what was now engraved in her brain from that night at Emily’s, she doubled the rope over and looped it around her  ankles. Wrapping several times and cinching it off, she tested her movement and was happy with how restricted her legs were. The squeaking sound from her boots as she flexed her feet was also very distracting and she spent a few minutes just enjoying the semi-restrained feeling before she continued. The next set of ropes wrapped around the top of her calves around the tops of her boots, and the other just above the knees. Both sets were cinched off and Lily suddenly felt like she was a mermaid again. 

With her leg movement now reduced to hopping, she admired her legs and the way the ropes sank into her flesh a little due to their tightness. Reminded of the hogtie position she’d been forced to tie Joyce into that first fateful night, Lily looped a larger ziptie vertically between her ankle ropes, which she could later slide the ziptie cuffs into and allow her to hogtie herself. That just left the ballgag and ziptie cuffs so she picked up the red ballgag and stared at it. It had been a so-called “reward” from the man in Emily’s apartment for his favourite captive of the night. She shivered as she remembered the way he looked at her and it was a bad memory that would probably be engraved in any ballgag she ever saw again. Still, she steeled herself and opened her mouth to insert the ball. Pulling the straps back under her hair, she buckled it to a reasonable tightness. She probably could’ve gone tighter, but didn’t want to do that to herself just yet. Now only her hands were left. With the hogtie loop available to her, she folded the cuffs so they were ratched one time on each side to maintain the loop shape before placing her left wrist inside of a loop and pulling it tight. Making sure that the pointed ends would be away from her body, Lily pulled the cuff tight until it was snug against her skin before lying down on the carpet. Remembering Joyce’s position, she bent her legs backwards, pushing her boot heels towards her butt and realized she had a problem. Her leg ropes had been tied a little too tight, which normally wasn’t a problem but now the tightness prevented her from bending her legs all the way to the point where her boots would reach her hands. She normally was flexible enough to do it without problem but the ropes prevented that from happening. She shrugged as she groped behind her and found the long hogtie ziptie. Her legs would be stuck in an L shape but that didn’t mean she couldn’t finish her bondage. Slipping the ziptie cuffs through the hogtie loop, she fitted her right wrist into the opening and began to pull it tight. 

Finally her bondage was complete. Her wrists completely secured by the ziptie cuffs that definitely would not break from her struggling, her legs bound with rope at three different spots, her mouth filled with a red rubber ballgag, and a hogtie loop that kept her wrists attached to her ankles. Speaking of that loop, it wasn’t tight enough to be really restrictive so by feeling around with her hands, Lily found the end of the ziptie and pulled on it, tightening her hogtie to a point where her chest was pulled up off of the ground to compensate for her legs not bending. 

Then she realized she had a second problem. Her wrist cuffs were a bit tight to start with, and were now excruciatingly tight as the hogtie ziptie pulled the cuffs towards her hands and they dug into her wrists. Lily knew she had made a mistake as she felt pins and needles begin to prick in her wrists and stared at the wire cutters halfway across the room from her. Grunting behind her gag, she began a slow side to side worm towards them, wincing as each twist pulled the cuffs deeper into the flesh of her wrists. She had to stop more than once, trying to arch her back more to give her wrists some relief from the tight cuffs but the unrelenting plastic was bruising her wrists against the bone and she knew she needed to get herself out of this as quickly as possible. Taking a deep breath through her nose, she focused again on the wire cutters and resumed her mission to reach them. 

It felt like hours, but it may have only been a few minutes by the time Lily reached the wire cutters and rolled onto her side to be able to pick them up with one hand. Mission one was complete, now mission two was somehow actually getting herself out of the cuffs with the wire cutters. It took several minutes, as positioning the wirecutters in a way to allow her to cut her bonds was much more difficult than she anticipated with her wrists cuffed together in rigid plastic. Opening the cutters and getting the teeth around one of the bands was also just as hard when the plastic was right against her skin and twice she pinched her skin by accident, causing her to bite down into the gag filling her mouth that was causing her to drool on the floor and making her jaw hurt. Finally, she was able to close and squeeze the wirecutter handles together and snip the plastic around her right wrist, freeing it and causing her to breathe a sigh of relief. 

Breathing heavily around the ballgag, she lay her head down on the floor for a moment before bringing her free hands around and using the wire cutters, carefully cut off the other side of the cuffs. Rolling over onto her back, she sat up and began rubbing her wrists to restore circulation, noticing that the ziptie cuffs had left indents in her wrists. With the pins and needles residing, she finally reached up and unstrapped the ballgag. It came out with a plop sound and she wiped the drool that emerged with it with her sleeve. 

Now with her hands and mouth free, she really would’ve liked to just lie down and fall asleep with how tired she was, but she also needed to properly free herself. Fumbling with the knots as her hands got their feeling back, she finally untied the ropes from around her legs and tossed them aside. Unzipping her boots and pulling them off she sat on her butt and stared at the items that had just held her hostage for what seemed like hours but was probably only 20 or so minutes. She looked down at her wrists again and knew she could never pull those cuffs that tight again, no matter what that was dangerous and probably could’ve cut off circulation and then she would’ve absolutely been stuck. Well. She mused. It was an experiment, we learned something.

Pulling off her sweaty clothes, she grimaced as she saw the rope marks left by how tight the leg ropes had been. Her boots had protected her ankles and calves, but her thighs showed some deep marks and she knew she was going to be wearing pants or long skirts for the next few days. Lily padded into the shower and decided that maybe she should talk to Catherine about bondage. She wouldn’t have to worry about being trapped if Catherine was monitoring or doing the tying…