The Value of Safety and Backup Plans

I decided to get all dressed up this afternoon and do some self-bondage. My wife is my safety person, and before I play I let her know what am doing and when to check on me. Today was no different. I had bound myself pretty darn well. I had used 200 feet of rope, there was no way to get loose unless I let myself out or someone else let me out. The failure was two fold, the first, I had pulled my legs back into a semi hogtie, attached to waist ropes. The handcuff key was attached to my waist rope so it would not go anywhere. When my wife first came home she asked if I was ok, I mrpffffed yes through the ball gag. Within a few minutes, my right leg cramped because of the tight bondage. When my leg cramped, i moved around a lot struggling. Then, the key was missing and with gloves on, it was impossible to find. I tried everything to find the key. When another hour had passed (the alloted time for me to get loose), my wife came up to check on me, she knew the distress sounds. My gag was taken out and she found te key, underneath my very trussed up body. She undid my cuffs and left for me to get myself together and unbind myself. So there I was, dressed all sexy, bound to the point of not being able to move, and was rescued by my wife. And she has nothing to say about it, other than she liked my shoes. Moral of the story, always have a safety person if doing self bondage. While my key was literally tied to me where I could get at it, shit happened, and I could not find it. I did not panic because I knew my wife would be along to help me out since she was home.