39 Crisis Self-Bondage That Can't Be Pulled Out of Your Own Hands (First Look)

The toilet lock clicked open, and I began to put on the hood: first, I positioned the ball gag in my mouth, pushed it in, adjusted it, and then threaded my tied-up hair through the opening above. After a slight adjustment, I aligned the back and heard a click. "The countdown has begun." Now I couldn't see or speak at all; all I felt was regret. The hood could only be removed after two hours, so I was forced to enjoy it. Next, I reached over my head for the handcuffs. Feeling that I wasn't suffering enough, I fumbled for the handcuff tether and tied it to my own hair. (I was out of my mind! With my hair pulled taut by the tether, I couldn't even lower my head.) "This will make me suffer more," I muttered. I adjusted myself, reaching for the handcuffs, but they were positioned too high. Since one end of the tether was now bound to my hair, the handcuffs were pulled up too high (the strong adhesive metal ring was too high). I twisted my body, but my legs were held so tightly by the tether that I couldn't move at all. I thought for a moment, then, enduring the pain, I used my head for leverage. My hair felt like it was being ripped out, but by straining with my head, I managed to pull myself up slightly, just enough for my hands to reach the handcuffs. I held the awkward position with difficulty, and my hands quickly worked their way in. A moment later, the handcuffs were on, and with another click, they locked. The countdown began. Once my hands were cuffed, I instantly regretted it. I realized my hair was being pulled, my arms were held high above me, and I was lying on the toilet. It was so uncomfortable. I tried to lower my hands, but it hurt my hair, and I immediately regretted my decision! I put my clothes aside and began to put on my gear: first, I put on the custom-made speculum. Suddenly, I found myself inexplicably liking the feeling of my mouth being forced open! After putting it on, I adjusted the spring clasp of the speculum, stretching my small mouth as wide as it could go. Once adjusted, I tried to remove the speculum with my tender, pink tongue: I tried, but couldn't. As soon as it was on and adjusted, my own saliva began to leak out, uncontrollably. I tried to let the saliva drip onto the floor, as I hadn't brought any tissues or anything to wipe with. The saliva kept flowing, and eventually, I just gave up trying to control it, letting it flow freely. It dripped onto my stomach, then down onto my nipple rings, and onto my breasts. As a slight breeze passed, the coolness made me particularly enjoy the sensation. I suddenly loved the feeling of my saliva flowing freely over my body. "I feel so slutty like this." I loved not being able to control my saliva, not being able to clean myself. I felt like a pathetic, helpless baby. After a moment of quiet contemplation, I put on the collar. It was simple to put on. Once it was on, I turned on the electric shock switch. The first shock made me cry out uncontrollably. After a few seconds, another shock jolted me, still making me cry out. The shocks felt like needle pricks, and being on my neck made it very uncomfortable. I endured it for a while, adjusting myself. Then, I took out the vibrator remote for my panties. To maximize my enjoyment of the struggle, I made a big decision: I turned the remote to its highest setting, then took it about 200 meters away to a tree on a mountainside. I marked the tree and then returned to the mountaintop to continue my self-binding. After walking for a while, I felt I was far enough away. I hung my folded skirt on the tree and then turned the remote to its highest setting: three levels of vibration, plus the twisting motion, and the electric shock. Once activated, the latex dildo under my panties and the one in my rear were tormenting me, making it difficult to walk. But to unleash my "slutty" nature to its extreme, I had to endure. I took out and set aside the collar remote, the panty remote, and the key to the small lock. Then, I began to lean on a small tree nearby and walk towards the mountaintop. Completely naked in the dead of night, wearing nipple rings, a forced-open speculum, and a silk stocking that revealed my panties as I walked—the bells on my nipple rings jingled with every step, and every few seconds, the collar would shock my neck. Looking at myself under the moonlight, traversing the mountains, felt incredibly fitting. The speculum forced my mouth open, and saliva scattered over my lustful body. I was truly enjoying this feeling.

The latex dildo is designed with random vibrations, and I have no idea what the vibrations will be like in a moment; they could be continuous, intermittent, or even writhing! I aimed the latex dildo at my private orifice and slowly inserted it! The tail of the latex dildo is designed like a butterfly, and after inserting it, my private parts looked like a butterfly had landed on them. Finally, I took out the last prop: a forced gag. This forced gag has a gear spring to adjust its size! Once I put it on, I adjusted the gears to force my mouth open to its maximum; once on, it's impossible to remove unless the gears are loosened! Now, completely naked, my legs are bound and I'm kneeling on the grass. A steel hook at the end of a chain behind me is hooked into my rear, and the other end of the chain is locked to a tree branch. Now, if I put my hands into the handcuffs on the chain above my head, I won't be able to open them! I checked my restraints and felt that the steel hook in my rear was a bit loose. So, I took out another rope, threaded it through the loop of the chain at my lower back, and then tied the rope around my stomach.