After this girl was let out of the gate, Grimly decided he was not quite finished with outdoor bondage for the day and chained her very tightly to a tree, with chains securing her chest waist and legs in addition to the straight jacket.
Even if there had been less bondage, with the straight jacket and hood she couldn’t’ get very far very safely. Not knowing the direction of other trees, the path, the cabin or the road. Sometimes just even a hood or a blindfold can give such vulnerability and helplessness without all the rest, but he wanted to be sure that she was staying exactly where he left her.
Grimly did leave her. Or felt like he did. For a long time. This bondage position might not like a particularly stressful predicament but try it and you will find it can be.
The chains were very tight and this girl found that unless she stayed very still they appeared to get tighter as whilst she moved against the tree a little they did not. Also, as she fidgeted to get comfortable the more she moved the softer the ground appeared to be and she had well, a sort of sinking feeling.
Combined with that it felt as though she was being slowly strangled. She didn’t realise till after she saw the photos that the chains were actually nowhere at all near her neck but the hood combined with the straight jacket were making the collar sort of uncomfortable and it was the collar she could feel. A reminder perhaps of his control and her lack of it at that particular moment.
As minutes ticked by the feeling that she was close to hanging herself with her own fidgeting intensified. She knew deep down that there was absolutely no chance at all of it happening . She knew that but she didn’t believe it for a little while. She thought about shouting and crying out but she didn’t know how far he was away whether he was a metre away or 50. Nor did she want to admit she was scared or that she doubted his ability to keep her safe, but for a little while she was scared. Now of course he was on hand, and of course she was fine and not actually at all in any danger (and never was) but for those minutes however many they were, perhaps thirty, she was on edge and had that freak out time. Now whilst she was scared of the worst possible scenario, she was incredibly turned on.
This girl never really had any fantasies of erotic asphyxia , at least she didn’t think she had. But maybe, there is a dark fantasy there somewhere. It’s not really something she wants to explore, but that afternoon gave her a few things to think about. It’s weird how despite being in similar bondage being against the tree felt totally different to being against the gate.