The Thrill and Torment of Being Caught

I’ve experimented with self-bondage a few times, but the real thrill lies in the setup. Once I’m securely locked up, my mind goes into an “okay, now what?” state. I really admire how women can arrange themselves to experience orgasms while bound. So far, though, nothing has quite worked for me to achieve that same sensation. The scenarios I love most involve a woman having multiple orgasms, and I always try to picture myself in those stories. Oh, the bliss it would be.

In the meantime, I’ve discovered that the fear of being truly caught is what really gets things moving. For example, one night, I hung my house keys on a tree near the street outside my home. Then, with my ankles bound by a short rope so I could only take tiny steps and my wrists tied up as well, I locked myself out. The only way back in was to shuffle toward the street to retrieve the key. My house sits about 250 feet from the road; part of it is wooded, but near the street, it’s open enough that a car rounding the corner could easily spot me. With my ankles tied, I couldn’t get far quickly.

I’d absolutely love for a Mistress to tie me up completely immobile, paddle me well, and then do whatever she pleases with or on me. Since my wife isn’t really into this much at all, I’ve asked her to play along—a game you might want to consider too, involving either actually getting caught by her or seeing how close I can come without it. I told her I’d be sneaking off in the house to jerk off at various times and places. I could be anywhere, anytime. Someday she might return from work and find me standing right there in the middle of the kitchen doing it. The key is that sometimes I’ll set myself up specifically to maximize the chance of being caught—or getting as close as possible. But there must be a consequence. Getting caught by a stranger is different; with someone who knows you (unless they disapprove), you need a penalty. With my wife, what she doesn’t know is that I will be tying myself in such a way that I WILL get caught. As mentioned, she’s not very fond of the bondage concept and generally dislikes it, even though I can occasionally coax her into going along with something simple. So my consequence: she won’t be too happy to find me tied to the front door bannister. What she DID agree to is that if she catches me, she will either spank me (a fake threat which I know she probably won’t actually follow through on, but it’s a good tease) or make me swallow my cum. Maybe I can even get her to finish off for me when she finds me early in the game.

So see how close you can get to being caught by your partner, perhaps arrange consequences, and have fun. The idea I use for this type of bondage isn’t necessarily about having no way out at all, but rather using ropes with enough knots that I can’t escape quickly. Even if I hear her car pulling into the driveway, she’ll catch me before I’ve time to untie everything. It’s up to you.

With my wife, I have to go slow and easy. But it seems like fun for those of us who are able to go all out—getting into some outrageous position possible, with plugs, gags, a hood, maybe even cross-dressing- whatever—and getting caught that way. Especially if the other person just joins in the game and has fun while you’re still tied up.

Can you tell I’m a somewhat frustrated bondage dude?

While I’m writing this, let me add: any of you ladies (especially) who want to dare me to take it further—I’ll try almost anything once.