A Risky Return to Sin City

They ended the rope tutorial with various cock and ball bondage. This type of BDSM penis play involves tying up the man parts for visual effects, to restrict blood flow to the penis and to simply torture the most sensitive part of the body. One of the effects of a good tie is you can't have an erection, and your scrotum will likely be stretched, making it more sensitive to every touch, lick and squeeze. With a tied cock, your erection and orgasm are in the hands of the Dom. Because of this I was both excited and frightened of what was coming.

The instructor discussed that different forms of penis and ball bondage require different types of rope. Depending on how masochistic you are and how sadistic your Dom is, you could choose thinner ropes that’ll “bite” more into your jewels or thicker ones that will “grab” your skin more. Some options for binding include nylon, cotton or hemp ropes, parachute cord, long shoelaces or twine that’s used to tie up the meat.

He called his first tie the ‘Basic Cock and Ball Tie’. He said this and most ties start with a simple overhand knot around cock and balls. With me still frog tied on my knees, held by my neck, he tied the thin cord around my cock and behind my balls so that the ends face downwards away from the balls, then tied an overhand knot and tighten it. He then pulled up the strings and made another overhand knot so that it’s wrapped around the balls and tightened the knot. Next, he wrapped both testicles, starting by wrapping a string around the right testicle followed by the other. With both testicles now protruding separately in the ball sack, he made an overhand knot to secure my nuts. He then made another overhand knot to fix the testicles and pull the strings up. He finished with a bowtie. I am glad I have the videos otherwise I would never have been able to get these details, nor would I have been able to see the handy work. To a bondage enthusiast, this was really cool looking. Also, this was something I could mimic when I do my own self-bondage sessions. These films will really serve as tutorials.

The second tie was a ‘Ball Separator’. It was simple enough. A cord went around my cock and balls and was tied to hold them. The rope then came back around my cock from the front. He created several twists in the line emanating from the taint between my balls. He then separated the lines at the base of my cock’s shaft. The lines were pulled under my balls and were brought back around the cock to secure the tie. My balls were indeed separated. Taught and a tad painful. And I believe, especially to this gay crowd of Doms, hot looking. It’s a shame I can’t and won’t share the video of these ties as I know my written description doesn’t give justice to the actual tying technique nor its visual outcome.

He did a couple variations of these bonds and then moved to what he called suspension and hanging ties. The first tie was not so bad, it mimicked leather ball stretcher devices that the boys over the past three exploits have applied to me. From it he hung some round bar weights. Thankfully my current nearly closed legs position made swinging the weight limited.

The last tie was the brutal one. It was a sophisticated tie around my balls and cock comprised of many windings, crossovers gripping hard around the base of my cock and sack. It also provided rope loops for attachment. I was then released from my neck hang and laid onto my back which was uncomfortable but only lasted for the short time it took them to hook my newly tied cock and ball suspension tie to the hoist cable snatch. The winch was then activated, and I was slowly lifted. The pain from my groin was immediate as I was lifted off the floor solely by the attachment to my privates. My screams were muffled by the gag, but as it was just a penis gag, I know my sounds were being well broadcast.

They took me up to fucking height and I figure that would be next. But instead, I was given a gentle push so that I was now swinging from my privates. My first instinct was to stay still as possible to minimize any trauma, but in my current bonds and suspension there was nothing I could do to stop the swaying. Instinctively, I shifted immediately to yelling out through the gag my safe word, partially due to the pain, but more because I was scared that I would be hurt from my own body weight held by my privates. In quick hindsight I realized that they were experts at this and that while painful it would likely not really hurt me long-term or damage me permanently. But I had yelled out “Yellow!” It would be the first time I had ever used my safe words at the Dungeon. As soon as I did, the cable was activated, and I was swiftly lowered to the ground.

I was given a minute or two of rest when I was asked respectfully if I wanted to give another try at being lifted by my jewels. The lesser ‘Yellow’ safe word is not a total ground stop, so it was an allowable and reasonable request to ask me if I wanted to try again. In the short time that had transpired I had got control of myself; the pain had subsided, and as indicated I had made the quick conclusion that they would not do something that would do real harm or damage. So true to the submissive masochist that I was becoming I announced ‘Green’ and I was hoisted up again.

As I had better mind control this time, the pain level did not seem nearly as bad as the first go around. My mind was switching from the anxiety of the act to its novelty. When I reached what I came to find was a waist high level, the cable again stopped. This time I was not pushed into a swaying motion but instead I was grasped, which took away some of the strain, had my legs pushed wide and then penetrated by an erect and ready lubed cock for five quick thrusts before he stepped away and I was grabbed again and repenetrated by second cock for another five thrusts, these a little slower, before I was again drop to the floor and subsequently released from the cable and ties. I will grant you, upon viewing the video, this is thrilling to watch, I get excited. I wish the hood had not covered my facial expressions; they would have been fun to see.

It was curious that as mind-blowing as this happening was to me, it was just a casual outing for the boys as evidenced by the instructor continuing his lecture, offering tips and ideas while I was forced to endure his sexual exploits.

I was released from these bonds, but I was not done. I was told they had one more rope-tie to show called the ‘Waitress’ and I would be kept in it for a while. This tie mimics a server with his/her elbows shooting backwards and their wrists in the front with food and drinks on a tray. In this bondage position, my elbows were constrained behind me using both rope with my wrists tied off in the front. A serving tray was then put in my two hands to show that I could be in bondage and still move about and serve food and drinks to the Doms should my blindfold be removed. He then dropped me to my knees to show that both my mouth and my hands could be used for other required tasks required of a working submissive. He encouraged the others to put this particular tie in use during their own sessions as not many bondage positions are more humiliating than the waitress pose, clothed or naked, especially when at an event with many guests in attendance.