T H E H O G T I E
© TK Cuellar / Tabernus Amans.
[I am sure you all love a Hogtie, but in this story about a very special hogtie our 'victim' will have to CRAWL 350 feet to reach the key, hidden under a rock! This is the second story of our groupmember Tarbernus. Do check his story Walk in the Dark. And do not copy / paste / share this story. Peter Roped.]
The area I live in has quite a bit of housing construction going on. Mainly new housing complexes and all these seem to be near the freeways. In order to keep the freeway noise levels down and to give the residents more privacy all these new housing complexes put up concrete/brick walls between the freeway and the houses. It was one of these walls that I thought would be a great place for some solo endurance bondage.
Anyone driving past these housing developments at night would see anyone walking along the wall but if someone was hogtied, unless you knew what you were looking for, you might not see the person. Since most of these places have very little lighting and if there was quarter moon or less the chance of being seen was reduced even more. Now all I had to find was the right spot.
There was an area that was just what I was looking for. There was a large field between the freeway and the new complex. There was a service road that separated the wall of the complex and the field – that’s the spot I chose. The wall was basically a wide rectangular “U” with a break in the middle. It looked like the break was an entrance for the construction crew to come in from the service road. You could also drive into the development from a number of other entrances.
In the morning I drove through the area checking out where would be a good place to park my truck – where it would be safe yet out of the way and at the same time close to the spot I chose. I also needed to find a spot to park my truck where it wouldn’t be seen from the freeway and get reported by a concerned motorist. Don’t need to have the police show up – great fantasy but one I don’t want to actually have happen. I was also checking for any on site security but since the construction had just started there wasn’t any. I found an area just about half a block from the entrance that was perfect. Now all that was left was to wait for nightfall.
I drove over the complex around 9:00pm and parked in the spot I found earlier. Grabbed my stuff and locked the truck. About 10 feet from the entrance I hid my truck keys under a large rock, didn’t want lose them during play. When I got to the entrance I could see the freeway across the field and just the thought that I might get caught gave me a hard on. I really like this kind of thrill - it’s a great rush.
I walked across the entrance and put the key that would release me under a flat rock – the key was in one of those metal magnet boxes, which makes it easier to find when your hands are tied behind your back. Now I was ready to get started on my self-applied bondage.
I walked along the wall on the service road counting the steps just to get an idea of how far I would have to crawl – I have a 2.5 foot stride so at 138 steps it was about 350 feet from the entrance to the corner of the wall. This would take me a while.
Since it was a cool night I was wearing thermal pants under my 501s and long sleeve thermal shirt under my flannel work shirt. I had my 8” lace up black loggers and a baseball cap. And I had my locking wrist restraints (with small padlocks and keys), a short piece of chain (12in), a padlock (key was under the rock), 5 pieces of rope, a couple bandanas, and a small flat pocket knife (which was taped to the underside of my belt just above my left back pocket – I would rather be safe than sorry).
First I put the keys to the small padlocks in the watch pocket of my 501s – I would need them later. Next I started to tie a crotch harness. I took a length of rope and found its middle – I placed that in the middle of my back just below my belt and brought the ends to the front and crossed them and brought the ends to the middle of my back where I tied a square knot. Once that was done I took the ends ran them down the crack of my ass and brought them up through the front of my crotch. I took the ends and went to each side of my crotch forming a triangle and continued to go around my waist. As I came around to the back I took each end and went under the two lines that were going down my ass. Then I took the each end and came back to the front where I tied them off. I used a square knot with a couple half hitches on either side to keep the knot from coming undone.
Then I tied my ankles together, wrapping the rope several times around my ankles, tying a knot in the front. The ends were long enough to go between my ankles a couple times, cinching the coils of rope tighter; the knot was in the front as well. I took a short piece of rope and wrapped it around my insteps a couple of time and tied it off. Finally I took another piece of rope and tied it just below my knees. I did the same thing as my ankles – wrapping the rope around my legs a few times and passing the ends between my legs to cinch up the loops. I knelt down to see if it wasn’t too tight or to loose. Made a couple adjustments and was set for the next step.
I took one bandana and tied a knot in the middle of it. I then placed it in my mouth and tied it off. Took the other bandana and made a wide gag and tied it over the first bandana. Now came the wrist restraints – I put them on and locked them in place.
I took the last piece of rope and ran it under the cinch loops of my ankles until I found the middle of the rope. Once I did I tied an overhand knot and pushed the knot as close to the cinch loops as I could. Then I took the two ends and ran them under the rope around my waist then laid down on my stomach. Grabbing a rope end in each hand I pulled until my ankles were pulled towards my butt. I tied off the ends with the knot in the middle of my back. Then I rolled over and brought the ends to the front and tied them off. I was almost ready to start my crawl.
I rolled back on my stomach and tested the amount of play I had left myself. I could still bend my legs a little but not much – there was no way I would be able to untie myself once my hands were cuffed behind me. All the knots were out of reach. The knife was big enough to cut the rope but not big enough to cut through the leather cuffs without some difficultly.
I turned my cap around (bill facing backward) and pushed it down so that it wouldn’t slip off. This way I wouldn’t lose my cap when I put my head down for a breather. I took the lock and chain and fed one end of the chain through the D-ring on my right wrist, slipping the padlock hasp through the last chain link. I put my hand behind my back holding onto the padlock. I put my left hand behind my back and grabbing the loose end of the chain pulling it under the rope going from my ankles to my waist. Still holding the lock with my right hand I fed the end of the chain through the D-ring on my left wrist until I got enough for my left hand to grab a hold of the end. Now I had the loose end of the chain in my left hand and the other end of the chain with the padlock in my right hand. I slipped the hasp of the lock through the end of the chain then closed the lock around the two ropes going from my ankles to my waist. I was hogtied and gagged– in the middle of a service road - next to a housing development -under construction – in the middle of the night – on a weekend – in view of a major freeway – with the only key to my freedom about 350 feet away. And I have a raging hard on.
I lay there for a little while – kidnapping fantasies running through my mind, wondering if anyone saw me, wondering if someone showed up – how would I explain this, and wondering what the hell have I done. Never losing my hard on.
I start to crawl – it’s very slow going and every time I scooted forward I'd rub my hard on. I have to be careful not to jack myself off - although my dick thinks other wise. I start to feel the pull on my shoulders – if I pull my wrists forward to relieve the pressure my ankles get pulled closer to my butt. With the lock closed around the ropes I can’t pull my wrist to either side – if I do I get stopped as soon as one wrist makes contact with the rope. I did a good job tying myself up.
350 feet isn’t very far when you walk it but crawling it while you’re hogtied makes for one hell of a crawl. I have to take several breaks, my shoulders ache from being pulled back, my chest is sore from scooting on the dirt and rocks (didn’t think about the little rocks in the road) and my legs getting tired from pushing myself forward
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I finally make to the opening in the wall – almost free. I just have to make it across the gap. When I reach the other side I get a little wave of panic – I can’t remember exactly which flat rock I used. At ground level, on a slight slope up (from the road to the wall) and at night with very little light the rocks look alike. I find a couple of rocks that look right but aren’t – finally I find the rock with the metal box and open it to get the key. Once the key is the lock I can finally bring my hands to the front. My shoulders are sore but I just have one more thing to do. I undo my fly and pull out my cock and jack myself off – still hogtied and laying in the road. It didn’t take me long to shoot – I wiped my cum on my crotch – put my dick back in my 501s and untied my legs and feet.
I took off the bandanas and waist harness, gathered all my ropes, found my truck keys and drove home still covered in dirt, wearing the wrist cuffs and with a damp and sticky crotch. When I got home it was almost 1:30 in the morning.
About three hours hogtied and struggling – it was a great night.