Spring Fever

The past two days, I've been spending lots of time, exploring my woods and clearing the trails. I've also indulged myself in some outdoor, self-bondage in the woods. I used the GoPro to record my misadventures, and some of the video is interesting. Sadly, as is often the case with point-and-shoot cameras, the GoPro video is borderline, in terms of quality. I really want to post a few frames here, but the images are more journalistic than art.

So, I'm in that conflict zone, again. Do I create a new folder in my gallery for self-bondage documentary photos? Given that self-bondage is a sexual outlet for me, I have to consider if the denizens of dA really want to see me masturbating. I don't doubt that some of them do, but I also don't think this is the place for it. For now, I'm deferring to my previous post about editing, and I'll wait to get some images with more artistic merit.

I suspended myself a few times, and enjoyed the euphoric feelings I get from suspension bondage. I worked out some happy predicaments, and I nearly got stuck when the only knot I had to untie got jammed a little too tight. I had tied that knot behind my back and didn't tie it quite right. While I was struggling with one hand to break the knot, I considered how unpleasant it might be to spend the night, outside in a tree, nearly naked and partially bound. After that I put my knife where I could reach it. As these things go, I didn't tie any more bad knots, so I had no need for the knife.

If there are any young self-bondagers who follow my adventures, I hope you will heed my warning. Never try the things I do without checking and double checking your plan, and having at least 2 escape plans, in case one fails. I really love self-bondage, but I have been reluctant to teach anyone else my tricks, because it's a dangerous thing that I do, and I've had over 30 years of practice with plenty of close calls. Even with all that experience, I almost got stuck, yesterday. I had only one hand free, balancing on a tree limb, and I was wearing only a tiny pair of briefs. There was nothing in reach, and I was 6 feet above the ground. The sun was only 90 minutes from setting, and it would have been a very cold night if I couldn't have worked that knot loose with one hand.

On a lighter note, the warm weather is more than welcome. I'm very excited to be outside with barely any clothes on, taking in the fresh air and sunshine, and having some kinky fun along the way. Maybe I'll get some good photos, today.