Fright Night Fantasies: My First Foray into Bondage | Under the Covers
By Tom, 38
I never thought I’d be the kind of bloke to own handcuffs.
Halloween used to mean pints, fake blood, and a hangover that could raise the dead – not ropes, blindfolds, and the kind of anticipation that makes your pulse trip over itself.
But there’s something about October that makes you curious. Maybe it’s the darker nights or the permission to be someone else for a bit. Either way, curiosity led me down a rabbit hole of restraint. It started with a conversation, half-joking, about “tying up loose ends” in the bedroom. My partner laughed, then said, “Actually… why not?”
That’s how a Beginner Bondage Kit landed in my basket. Nothing extreme, just soft cuffs, a blindfold, and a tickler that felt far too innocent for what came next.
When the moment came, I was nervous. But once I handed over control – literally, something clicked. The blindfold blocked out everything except touch and sound. My heartbeat felt louder. Every brush of skin turned electric. Yes I wore the blindfold, not her.
It wasn’t about pain or punishment. It was about trust. Letting go. And honestly? It’s addictive. If you’ve ever been curious, start small. Try soft ties or adjustable cuffs — the kind you can escape from if you need to. Skip the stereotypes; bondage isn’t about dominance, it’s about connection.
So this Halloween, if you’re brave enough to face your dark side — make it velvet, not scary.
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