Garter Belt Fetish

When I used to read Penthouse and Playboy, I'd always see women in all sorts of costumes, incuding the naughty nurse and the slutty French maid. While nudity gets to me (I mean throw a naked woman in front of me, it'll have an effect), I've always preferred scantily dressed ones. Thus, my most memorable pictures are not those that are up close and personal, but those that show costumes and a semblance of a plot.

As I've written in the past, my bondage fetish began quite early (pre-teen I believe). But at that time, I was fine imagining women clothed while tied up. Naturally, that escalated. Before long, the women had to be in sheer black lace or leather and panties have to be thongs. Most recently, I've also taken to women in garter belts. It's the basic picture of a slutty girl. That's what gets to me.

A best picture now is a pretty hogtied girl with a ball gag while wearing a barely there French maid costume with a thong and garter belt. Yummy.

But where to get those in Manila? Believe it or not, your friendly malls like Megamall have them in the department store, but with hardly any stock. Twice now, I've purchased them as last of the stock.

Caught by the police in bondage

Over a score of years ago, my girlfriend and I went to Antipolo. After dinner in probably Padi's Point, we went to the dark parking lot and started making out. It was really old fashioned then since we were playing in the back seat. After kissing and necking for a good number of minutes, the windows started fogging up. I was excited making out since my girlfriend was wearing a sexy black bra. After I removed her shirt, I got some rope I brought along and tied her hands in front. I was really excited and I started licking and sucking on her breasts.

To my surprise, someone knocked on the windows. I freed her as fast as I could and she got dressed. What happened after that wasn't really all that important, but it was a good defining moment for me.

To be caught in self bondage

One time, my girlfriend and I were out of town (outside Metro Manila) and were in a hotel room. Naturally, I wanted some tying up to happen. As I shared, more often than not, I end up doing the tying, which is great. After all, nothing arouses me more than a trussed up, helpless woman. However, I also adored getting tied up. So I figured, if I was to be on the bound end of this episode, I better throw hints. While my girlfriend was in the shower, I gathered my leather cuffs and my handcuffs (I can't remember if there was rope). I got a rubber ball (more like a stress ball), shoved it in my mouth, then tied a scarf around my head. So it was like a cleave-gag & ballgag combination. It was effective! Then I tied another scarf around my eyes to blindfold me. Then I strapped the leather cuffs on my ankles and crossed it with the handcuffs which I wore behind my back, effectively putting me in an inescapable hogtie. I mmmphed and struggled for a good number of minutes while hogtied before she went out and discovered me. To my dismay, she kissed me for a while and freed me. Ah yes, sometimes stronger hints are necessary.

Dominants and Submissives

As I indicated in my prior posts, I do hold a certain affinity for being bound. That's probably why I became fairly skilled in self bondage. Naturally, it's one of the things I also looked for in my relationships: for my partner to tie me up. I guess what I've not mastered is transitioning the role. When I introduce hogties, gags, slapping and spanking, I'm usual the doer. Ergo my partners get used to that. How to communicate that I'd also like to be at the receiving end (a lot of times) remains a challenge. Pun intended, I'm bound to my role.

Bound Girlfriend

Let me jump a couple of years ahead first. As circumstances would have it, my first girlfriend and I would sneak off to their Quezon City house when no one was around and we'd make out in her bed room. That worked out great since I didn't have any Victoria Court experience at the time. I always stripped her to her bra and panties since I found that extremely sexy (sexier than naked in my opinion). As the sessions progressed, I started holding down her arms and then I started grabbing scarves (or whatever they were) and tying her hands above her head. While tied up, I would continue fucking her and get really excited. Naturally I always withdrew before cumming . Anyway, While I found bondage amazing then (no matter how simple), my girlfriend wasn't really into it. She called me kinky I think and it wasn't a compliment then (these days I would love to hear it). At this point, was anyone else into bondage? I was. I really didn't know if anyone else was.

Chair Tied

One of the self-adventures I had as a pre-teen was tying myself on a chair. The chair was made of Narra I believe or some other really hard and heavy wood. The back rest looked like wooden bars. So I had basic rope (I think I graduated from straw ropes by this time) and first I did my feet to the chair legs. Then I think I tied myself to the chair and then my hands together behind my back. I became really adept at that and became progressively harder to free myself. It just so happen that was probably a Sunday morning or noon. People started knocking on my door. Well now, the panic took some of my escape skills away and I spent precious minutes trying to free myself. I wonder if the people got suspicious. Probably, but since my door was bolted no one could really just unlock the door and sneak up on me. Ah yes, my teenage adventures.

Rookie in Bondage

As a pre-teen, I recall "smuggling" straw ropes from our supply cabinets. I use those to tie myself up. I've tried hands in front, hands at the back, hanging from a metal bar, and even tied to a chair. What is the relevant learning? You can't undo straw ropes and they bite your wrists! Ah yes, I've chewed off a couple of those since I couldn't get them off. And I'd use scissors too. In time, I learned...

My First Time

I honestly can't remember when I started getting interested in getting tied up. I think even as a pre-teen, I'd stash ropes and would try to tie myself up. I guess I started with just hands in front but then I began to experiment more. I would fall asleep with my hands bound with rope and would free myself in the morning. I'm not sure it was erotic then; maybe just exciting. But of course, that progressed with time.

Welcome to Bondage Manila

Hello everyone! Welcome to the Bondage Manila blog. I'd say I'm a pretty good Internet surfer, but I can't really find an authoritative source of bondage material specific to Manila. By that I mean there are no forums, mailing lists, blogs dedicated to...heck we don't even have a healthy number of reputable bondage toys stores. Am I right or am I right? I'll do my part in helping plug that gap (or ballgag that mouth ). Let's enjoy this journey. I hope you all take part in it.