BONDAGE PARTY

[Party games, with a twist, and a knot. This story originally appeared in Issue 2 (January/February 1988).]

PITTSBURGH, PA. My second experience into bondage was when I was 22 years old. I attended the party of one of my friends. There was plenty of everything that made a party lively—food, drink, people and lots of interesting games.

One of the first games began when each guest had to pick a number from a fish bowl. Then a duplicate set of numbers were placed in another fish bowl. The party host selected two numbers from the duplicate set, the two guests with the matching numbers selected had to participate in the first game.

I was one of the lucky guests with a matching number selected. The other guest who was selected was a real hot good looking body builder. We were paired together for the first game. Then the envelope—there were 6 sealed envelopes, each envelope contained a game and/or wild, unusual activity, that the two guests selected had to engage in, no matter what it was. All the envelopes were the same, they weren't marked in any way, and only the party host knew what was in the envelopes, and since they were all the same, nobody knew, not even the party host, who was going to get what envelope.

The envelope that me and my new partner got contained this wild & unusual activity. Inside the envelope was printed on a piece of paper the following:

You and your partner will for the duration of the party be party slaves. You will wear locking dog collars around your necks with the tag that clearly states “Party Slave.” You both will have to wear wrist and ankle shackles with chains attached, you will have to do whatever any other party guest orders you to do. The dog collars, tags, shackles and chains will be locked on and will remain on for the duration of the party.

This was really exciting to me. During the night I was ordered to serve drinks, light cigarettes, fetch things for guests, kiss their feet, be a footstool and other interesting things. My partner was even ordered to give head to a male guest—and he did it. After all, he was a slave. Most of the activities indicated in the remaining 5 envelopes had to deal in some way with bondage. In one envelope the unusual activity given was that the partners had to be handcuffed together for the duration of the party, which meant that they were forced to do everything together, go to the bathroom together, hit on girls together, and even hit on boys together. The fun part of this activity was that the two guys selected to do this activity hated each other and now they were forced to spend the evening together. I mean they were bonded to each other.

Another activity that two guests were selected to engage in was this. They were bound together on the floor back to back with rope, arms were at their sides and bound together tightly, along with their wrists, chains, foreheads and their legs were out in front of them and ankles were tied together with rope. They were given one hour to free themselves, and if they were not able to free themselves within the hour, they weren't permitted to have any more alcohol for the duration of the party. The hour was up, neither one of them were free as of yet, in fact despite the fact that they squirmed, and fought and fondled with the secure knots and forbidden ropes for the whole hour they didn't even make any headway. About two hours later, the party host finally allowed them to be untied, and by then most of the alcohol was gone anyway.

By the time the party came to an end, most of the 23 guests had been in some type of bondage and in most cases were required to perform or, since they couldn't resist, permit other party guests to do whatever they wanted to do to the bound guests. Each of us had our turn however, and it turned out to be the best party I ever attended.

Comments

[coach factory store]

If you have any proactive advice for other people please post lessons learned!

[glendale swann]

wish i could have been at that party or even be apart of one now