My earliest memories about why I enjoy confinement and restraint come from when I was 5 years old. I went on a plane by myself to see my Grandma. It was a wonderful trip. My cousin traveled separately and we all stayed at Grandma’s apartment. She had a pool. She had toys and games and fresh squeezed orange juice, which we made ourselves, and scented Mr. Sketch markers.
I was very skinny and when I got out of the pool I’d be freezing and my teeth would chatter so my grandma helped me get dried off and get my PJs on and then she spread out a blanket on the floor and rolled me up in it so only my head poked out. “Snug as a bug in a rug”, she would say. I remember feeling warmed and loved and I had a 5 yr. old’s boner.
I played that roll up in the blanket game many times after that never knowing exactly why it gave me a boner or what a boner even was. I got my baby sitter to do it to me. I don’t think she knew it was giving me a boner. I got the girls a few doors away to roll me up in a rug. I’m sure they thought it was weird. I enjoyed the feeling of giving up control.
Over time I found that tight clothes, especially panty hose or nylon material were very arousing. Tying myself up or confining myself in some way was a great escape and stress relief. I learned about bondage from the internet and as I have learned more and been exposed to more I have found lots of things I like: spandex, leather cuffs, ball gags, nipple clamps, blindfolds, hogties etc. I have also found a lot of stuff I don’t like: humiliation, anger, actual punishment, hitting, whips, degradation. Although I am into bondage I only want it to be a loving and caring experience.
I control a lot of stuff now and in my work life I play a dominant role every day. I like to be in charge and I think I am a benevolent type of leader but I’m still the boss and people know it. I think this contributes to my desire to submit myself.
I wouldn’t just submit myself to anybody and in fact, I never have. I only do self-bondage. The person I want to subordinate myself to has to be deserving and benevolent. First of all, she has to be strong, confident, articulate and beautiful. Even more important, she has to be kind and trustworthy and genuinely care about me and my wellbeing. It’s asking a lot and it’s hard to find a match.