I got really drunk earlier, one of those drinking sessions brought on by depression. Well, I decided to go through with some self bondage. THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA! Although it didn’t end bad for me, I was locked in my catsuit and corset for several hours, crawling/walking around in ballet boots locked on as well. I was in chastity too, with a too-large plug stuffed inside my ass. I left trails of drool along the floor from the ring gag. I was having fantasies of some men breaking into the house and taking advantage of me. My little girly-cock-clitty locked away was straining in its tight cage. I foolishly locked my wrists to my waist belt. It was hours before I sobered up enough to remember where I left the keys, and then it was a struggle opening the top drawer of the dresser so it could fall to the floor.
It gave me some great ideas for next weekend though, but I need a safety… maybe someone that will come take advantage of me… Seriously though, don’t drink and solo-bondage folks, it could end badly. This is a PSA from a friendly fetish oriented sissy. P.S. The picture isn’t me, just what I want to be.