Nashville bound

Hi everyone! I’m 23 years old and have been into self bondage for about a decade, though not with serious dedication. A bit about me: I am a straight male student living in Nashville, deeply interested in fetishwear and bondage. I see myself as a submissive switch: I enjoy being bound and serving an attractive woman, but I also can’t resist the sight of a tied-up female. An introductory story: I love how tights look on women and feel when worn by me. Back when I was younger, I found some tights that became my go-to for self bondage fun. My other supplies included ace bandages, some rough rope, and a sock hat (those knit winter hats). Considering I still lived with my parents, I didn’t have much else. So, when boredom struck, I’d lock myself in the guest bedroom (sometimes my parents were right next door watching TV!). I’d pull on some tights and spread eagle myself to the queen-sized bed (which stood on four steel legs). I tied the coarse rope to all four legs and secured slip knots at each end. My usual escape route was a pair of scissors, or I would wrap one rope loosely around my wrist so I wasn’t completely trapped. But then I got bold. I wanted total immobilization. I used an ace bandage to bind my knees together. Then I tied each leg to two corners, making myself nearly immobile from the waist down. I secured slipknots for my wrists and pulled them tight. I was too excited… I left the scissors on the nightstand, completely out of reach. I tried desperately to grab it but failed. Fear started creeping in—my dad was watching TV in the next room. In the guest room sat me, clad in tights, tightly bound spread-eagle on a bed. I wiggled hard with no luck. I tried pulling… but the rope only tightened! Somehow, I managed to squeeze out from under the rope binding my left hand and quickly undid everything else. I had to wear long sleeves for the next couple of days because ropes can definitely leave marks. Since then, I’ve enjoyed many fun adventures involving self-bondage inversions, gags made from old nylons, handcuffs, plenty of ace bandages, mumifications using tights, and much more playtime. As I grew older, I started collecting toys. Now, I’m looking for a partner to dress up with, tie up, or have tied around me while we maintain a vanilla relationship filled with lots of kinky private moments. Hello!!!