From: southbound@webtv.net
Date: Tue, 16 Jun 1998 21:18:15 -0400
To: helpless (helpless)
Subject: Re: zoom bizarre

Hello Helpless:

Got your e-mail.  It's OK to post my e-mail address.  Maybe we'll
generate more dialogue.
Regarding your question about the lycra used by Zoom-Bizarre, it is the
four way stretch.  The main difference between the two companies is that
the Zoom-Bizarre garments fit better because you can get them to
measure.  This is particularly noticable in the attached gloves.  I have
long fingers and thin wrists and the Zoom product just fits better.


Here's a self-bondage event I just had.  I had a half day and it was
storming, so I thought I would "indulge".  I got everything ready and
made sure all the doors were locked.  I then put on my black lycra body
suit, leaving the hood hanging down on my chest.  Next I cuffed my
ankles with 2" wide leather hobbles and locked them on with padlocks.
There is a connecting chain which limits my steps to about six inches.

Next I put on a leather waist harness and cinched it tight.  The harness
has a crotch piece that covers the genitals, extends between the legs
and attaches to the waist harness with three straps in the front and one
in the back.  It can be cinched very tightly.  There are also two straps
attached to the back of the crotch piece that are pulled around the
buttocks, and attached to the waist harness on each side of the harness.
These are also adjustable and when pulled tight, lift and push out the
buttocks.

When I was sure everything was adjusted properly, I proceded to gag
myself.  I folded two bandanna type handkerchefs into a ball and
inserted them into my mouth.  Two really fill my mouth and keep me from
closing my jaws fully.
I then put locking cuffs on my wrists but did not lock them.  I took a
separate lycra hood and pulled it over my head.  I then pulled the
suit's hood over my head and zipped the suit closed.
At this point I could distinguish a little light but not much.  I could
not make out any objects.

I then felt for my leather discipline helmet and put it on.  I laced it
closed and tied the laces off. The helmet has a flap that zips closed
over the laces and locks to a collar.  Once this is closed and locked,
there is no way to remove the helmet even if your hands are free.  I
locked the collar shut and proceded to tighten three leather straps
attached to the helmet ( one around the eyes, one around the mouth and
the last one from the chin to the top of the head.  These straps really
immobilise the head and force the gag deeper into the mouth, while
clamping the jaws shut.  Speech is impossible and the only sound that
can be detected is through the nostrils.

At this point, I felt around for the last two padlocks and locked my
wrists to my waist harness in the front.  I can lock my wrists to the
back of the belt, but it is much harder to unlock the locks and with the
hood on, I decided to not push my luck.

So there I was, bound, gagged and sightless. The padding of the hood
even reduces hearing to a minimal level.  I knew the keys were safe on
the bathroom counter, so I decided to explore the house.  I thought to
lie down on the bed, but with my wrists shackled so close to my body and
my feet chained so close together, I thought I might not be able to
maintain my balance when I tried to get up.  I therefore headed slowly
to the living room where my reclining chair was.  Bouncing off walls and
furniture, I finally located the chair and sank into it.  It is somewhat
higher than the bed and easier to get up from.  I sat there and
attempted to induce an orgasm to relieve my aroused cock.  Alas, the
crotch piece is made of very stiff leather, and while it kept me aroused
I couldn't get my fingers past it's defenses to complete the job.

I sat there frustrated and tried fantisizing, to no avail.  I thought I
heard a noise at the front door and realized with a shock that the chair
was visible from the door.  It was late afternoon and normally the
living room is dark so that it would be unlikely that anyone would
notice anything unless they detected motion, so I tried to remain very
still.  I then remembered that my security system turns my living room
lights on at 5:00 PM and if it was after 5 which it well could be, I
would be easy to spot.

I sat very still, hardly daring to breath, trying to detect any further
noise with my limited hearing.
Finally I decided that if anyone had been there, they would have rung
the bell, so I figured it was my imagination.  Nevertheless, I decided
to return to the bedroom.  I started to get up, and realized the chair
was not as easy to get out of as I had thought.  I knew that if I fell,
with my hands locked so close to my body I would have no means to get
back on my feet.  I sat at the edge of the chair trying to calm myself
and regain control of my breathing which had become quite labored.  My
heart was racing and I knew I had to relax or I wouldn't be able to
function at all.  Finally I calmed down and remembered that the chair
was almost touching a cocktail table which was higher than the chair.

I reasoned that if I could get on to the table, I would have enough
leverage and balance to then stand up.  I edged over to the side of the
chair and with my heart racing,  transfered myself to the table.  I sat
there for a few more minutes and finally was able to stand.
I then retraced my steps back to the bathroom and found the keys to
unlock my wrists.  I realized that I had been right in not locking my
hands behind me, for that would have really made a tense situation
worse.  Anyhow, I took the rest of the restraints off and brought myself
to climax while I was still gagged and hooded.

When I finally took the hood off, I realized that it was after 7:00 PM,
so the living room was lighted and if anyone had come to the door, I
would have been in plain view.  That possibility made the adventure even
more exciting!

Southbound