Selfbondage is a very important theme in the book

"Gay Kinky Mormon", written by Jacob Jensen, also known as 'Bind'.

First you will find a summery of the book.

Then a fragment of the book that starts on page 175 that has to do with a carpet.

There are a lot of experiences in the book that have to do with (self)bondage and emprisoning.

You can find the book on https://www.amazon.com/.

Just search for Gay Kinky Mormon.

The digital version of the book is for free and can be downloaded and read with Amazons Kindle Reader.

The Carpet

One day, Mary went shopping again. I had another idea for a self bondage that was not very well thought through. I had a large cloth tarp that had been used for painting my fixer upper houses of the past. I placed it on the floor of the three car garage and unfolded it. It was probably about 10 by 14 feet laid out. I ripped off several long strips of duct tape from a roll and placed ten of them in parallel rows just past the edge of the heavy cotton tarp. I laid down on the tarp near its edge, furthest away from the duct tape strips, and folded part of the tarp over my feet and the other side over my head and down about to my walst. I could feel my heart pounding with excitement that I was about to trap myself for a while.

I rolled myself tightly in the tarp with my arms to the side like a mummy. I rolled myself all of the way up to where the long duct tape strips were laying on the concrete floor, sticky side up. Then I continued to roll onto the tape. It stuck to the tarp and as I moved my body around to wrap myself. It completely encircled me. I was sweating from both the excitement and also from the exertion of energy rolling myself up. The layers of heavy fabric wrapped around me were tight and I could hardly roll or move. The cotton tarp was so thick that it was restricting my breathing.

With the tarp tucked over my head in the roll, I was in pitch blackness with a very limited air supply. I feit a feeling of panic and started to roll myself the other way to unroll the tarp. But I had been too thorough. It would not unroll because the duct tape was wrapped all of the way around my body. I had successfully put myself into a bondage using duct tape from which I could not escape. I panicked as I tried to figure out how I was going to get out. My arms were tight to the sides.

With some effort, I was able to slowly work one of them up. I got one hand up to my head but the fabric was folded over and I couldn't push out of the top. Inside of the blackness of the rolled up tarp, I realized that I was in real trouble. I cursed at myself for being so stupid. I prayed for release from my real physical bondage that I was in. The air was getting was heavy, damp and stale; and I was developing a headache. I tried to relax myself to conserve air and try and figure out a way to escape before I expired from asphyxiation. With my arm that was down I found a corner of the fabric with my hand that I had tucked down over my head. I sucked in my body as much as I could and began to slowly move the corner up. With my other arm up, I had a little bit of space to work the fabric up through. I was desperate and knew that my only chance at survival was going to be that corner of the fabric. If I could not get it up above my head, I would soon pass out.

With a great amount of exertion I was able to get the fold that was over my head up. I managed to push both of my arms above my head in the roll. Abruptly, as I was pushing up with my hands through the roll, a small amount of light appeared above me and I could feel and taste the fresh air coming into me from the top of the roll. I was exhausted, so I rested for a while as I took deep breaths of air. I knew that I would now survive, but I was stil trapped in the roll, now with my arms up above my head.

The heavy fabric of the rolled up tarp went far beyond my reach. It was too heavy to pull down, and the duct tape was holding it in position. I was extremely hot and the cotton wrap that was around me was getting soaked in my sweat. I began to think that I may still die in my predicament of overheating or dehydration. I started working with my feet and body to try and move my entire body up through the wrap to get out. I was able to move up about an inch and I felt the pressure of the roll that I was stuck in reduce just a little bit. I continued to work myself up, like a snake shedding its skin. Time went by agonizingly slow as I slid myself up inch- by- inch. Finally I was able to get my arms up past the end of the roll and then pull myself out.

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