Something I Never Expected
I’ve been intrigued with rope and chains for as long as I can remember. I guess my first recollection of bondage was when I was about five years old. I’m not sure why it happened… probably I was getting into my older brother’s stuff, so he tied me up.
I had a little maple rocking chair that I liked to sit in and watch television. After he had enough of me one day, he took some rope and tied my wrists to the arms of the chair, my feet to the legs and a couple of loops went around my chest, holding me solid and out of his way.
It didn’t bother me. I don’t remember, but I think I probably enjoyed it. I assume I just sat there and watched cartoons until my mother found me. I laughed as he got the spanking. Yea, back then kids got spanked.
That little incident
