Warm summer suspended - illustrated self bondage story

Tonya was always adventurous. Even as a child she always took chances that even most boys wouldn't take. So it was no surprise that she decided to up the stakes when it came to her latest self bondage escapade.

It was a warm summer day with a gentle breeze from the west. A little overcast but that would be good. "Less chance of getting sunburned", she thought to herself. She had on some simple jean shorts and a t-shirt along with sneakers. Hardly the sexy outfits she often saw all the bondage models wear, but she didn't care, she'd be getting naked for this.

She arrived at her destination in the deep woods out behind her house. There, she had tied off some rope to a fairly sturdy branch about 10' overhead. It hung down and she put the end onto a loop with a slipknot on it. Through the loop she placed a coil of rope so that it was evenly spaced between the center knot. It left just enough room for two small wrists. She was a petitie young woman. The way she wore her long brown hair, she was often thought of as still in high school. But her age was clearly 23 on her license.

With her, she had her bag of bondage gear. She'd likely not use it all today, but it was her tool kit of sorts, so it went with her every time she decided to tie herself up. Today was no different. She took out a ball-gag and some handcuffs.

The key for the cuffs were on a ring that was just large enough to fit around her thumb. She liked to have them close by when needed. She stripped down to nothing and looked around one last time to make sure no one was able to see her. Not that they could. She was several miles outside of town and her nearest neighbor was over a mile away.

All she ever saw was an occasional hunter or fisherman.

She bent down and placed the cuffs around her ankles. Then she was about to slip in her gag when she decided to test the ropes one last time before getting completely into character. After all, she wasn't planning on being tied up long, but she wanted it to be just the way she wanted. She planned on just standing there, struggling for a bit, then wiggling her wrists so that she could get them out of the wrist coil, and be on her way. She slipped one wrist into one side of the coil and the other wrist into the other.

She grabbed the hanging rope that it was attached to so it wouldn't pull tight around the middle before she was ready. She then gave it a few good pulls to make sure it was securely attached to the branch.

What she hadn't noticed was that the branch she tied the rope to was attached to an even larger branch that was part of a fallen tree. And that branch was wedged against a young sappling and was basically spring-loaded and ready to go straight when that sappling was no longer an issue

In her effort to determine if the main rope was firmly attached she pulled so hard that even though her petitie frame was barely 100lbs., she pulled hard enough to wiggle that larger branch out of its stuck position that it instantly rolled over and launched her branch skyward.

It all happened so fast that it quickly slipped out of her grip, pulled the cinch knot tight, which then encircled her slender wrists so securely that they were brought together firmly and tight. It also lifted her off her feet by almost a yard. She let out a scream that she thought for sure could be heard in town. She bounced a couple times but finally came to rest on her toes, with her arms pulled straight up above her head. She looked up and found the cinch knot pulled tight and her wrists were bound to each other and unable to get free of the rope. Her weight pulling on the rope preventing any kind of loosening at all. She looked down to see her ankles now locked together by a few links of chain.

Unable to move unless she swung both legs where they needed to go. She also saw her ballgag, that never seemed to make it into her mouth, lying in the grass. And her eyes widened when she also noticed the keys to her ankle cuffs lying next to it. They musfve come loose from her grip while she was struggling to regain her balance.

So there she hung, occasionally swinging free whenever she lifted her toes a bit. She tried calling for help but it was no use...there was no one around to hear her cries for help.

She suddenly realized that she may have gone too far this time. Even in her fear, she began to get wet between her legs. Feeling the growing excitement begin to build up.

With her orgasm starting to take over, she suddered and moaned as an intense climax shook her body. But all she could do was writhe and struggle while in suspended bondage.