As a (very dumb) teenager, I went through security at Logan in March 2002 with a pair of handcuffs in my jacket.
The women who saw it on x-ray dug them out of my jacket pocket and sort of flamboyantly asked “What’chu need theeeese for?!”
I gave her a shit-eating grin and responded with the same energy that I was visiting my girlfriend.
After a beat, she said “Well alright. Go get your freak on! But put ‘em in your bag next time!”
The truth was that I had actually forgotten they were in that jacket. They just lived in that one pocket my senior year of HS because I was an edgy teenager. I was actually returning from visiting her. We didn’t even use them, and they didn’t get flagged on my departing flight.
I’m glad it was before the DHS militarized the TSA. I do not know how my idiotic teenage self would have dealt with a non-playful encounter.
Thanks, I didn't have support (neither at home nor at school) and bullying was a regular occurrence for me. Took me a long time to become a social person as an adult...
Yep. First time ever was a real trip though. I was at a girl's house and she ties me up with some of her scarves as things are getting hot and heavy.
I enjoy spanking so I asked her to punish me because I was too shy to ask for what I wanted so she tied me up and started biting and scratching me.
Looooook beggars can't be choosers.
After a few minutes the doorbell rings and she tells me "don't go anywhere..."
Well she was gone a long time and I'm buck naked with my dick hanging out and peppered with scratch and bite marks and I get it in my head that it's her dad.
Don't ask where I got that idea, but we were in a religiously conservative country and I didn't want to get my dick cut off.
Anyway I managed to get loose from the scarves. It was an intense 90 seconds or so and my wrists got pretty raw.
She comes back and it was just a delivery.
She was bit perturbed with me because I really fucked one of the scarves up in the process but we had a laugh and got back to it.
Yes, once as part of an BDSM session. A guy I really fancied was into BDSM, so I thought give it a try, see if I like it. Turns out I didnt and dont. At . All. As it happens, I intensely dislike being bound or restrained in any way. I also cant stand pain, and in addition I am incapable of inflicting pain on others. Oh, and I'm allergic to leather.
After our attempted BDSM session had inevitably turned to farce, he commented to me over a cup of tea afterwards that I was the most uniquely unsuited person to BDSM practices that he'd ever encountered... never a truer word spoke.
Yea when I was a kid we would play hide and seek and the hiders would tie up the seeker before they went to hide and the seeker could start looking for them as soon as they escaped. I was always really fast because I would flex my muscles while they were tying me up and then as soon as they took off I could make myself smaller then that and it was easy to wiggle out. I think I had read that in a Batman comic.