Shop Forum More Submit  Join Login

Basically, our role play weekends were like a long weekend get together of old friends.(playmates)

On weekends where Kim and I didn't have to work we would host these parties at our house.

We only allowed people we knew to come to these events., “first timers” had to be screened first.

Kim was usually the “safety” an observer who was “invisible”to the scene. Her job was to watch for things like unsafe positions, items that might cause injury that get in the way during a scene, ropes too tight, etc.  The safety would usually sit in a corner of the scene set, where she could see everything.


First timers had to pass an interview by Kim, who made sure they understood our “rules” ( what we would and wouldn't  do) and the importance of a safe word. Then it was my turn, everyone, experienced or not, had to take my test. This involved one inch wide masking tape. Easy to break, if you got over your head, they were told it was unbreakable. ( this was acting, can you struggle with out really breaking the tape) . This also allowed me to test their limits of how far we could go. For example, can they tolerate having elbows touching behind the back. ( I had several girls who said the could, but when I tried, we discovered they could not touch elbows).


One young lady, a 24 year old city hall clerk wanted to play so bad, she wrote a script, went out and purchased a full Navy wave winter dress uniform, and a leather bondage harness for her fantasy. She assured  Km she had “played” many times before, but she broke up with her boyfriend, and had no one to tie her up. I started the test, simple wrists behind the back, ankles taped together, let her “struggle around” a bit then told her I was going to see if her elbows could really touch. She was really nervous up to now, and while talking up a storm when we started she was now very quiet ( no one was ever gagged during a “test”) I pulled her arms close, she said stop when I was about three inches from touching. I released her , telling her it was Ok, not everyone could do that. Next was a hog tie, again with the paper tape, she was getting increasingly uneasy, Kim and I asked her if she was ok, she always said yes. I simply had taped her legs to arms ( I never used more than one turn of tape during these tests) and stepped back when she burst into tears, broke the tape, stood up, grabbed her purse and coat, all the time repeating “I'm sorry, I can't do it” and left. She left behind the stuff she had bought for the role play.

Kim tried to call her several times, finally she saw her in person at the mall parking lot. She didn't want anything back, and just wanted to put her “failure” behind her.


For us This is my view of a role play.... ( for names of the playmates involved, I will use Kim, Connie, Jill, and Alice)

Sometimes our game starts in the middle of a story. ( like my drawings) Connie wanted a RP that started with her already tightly bound and gagged in the basement. The story line was that she was the building Security Guard, grabbed and roughed up, then tightly bound and left in the corner of a store room while the bad guys stole the company secrets. The action started when one of the bad guys (me) returns to try and get information ( that she would never know) out of her...

Scenes do not have to make real sense either. While the bad guy is trying to “torture” Connie, her produces ropes, leather straps, gags, and “toys” that the average burglar would not carry on a job.

Over the almost 10 years that we played, “we” ( the 8 regular playmates, and another 10 or so once in a while playmates)  assembled an interesting home made collection of bondage furniture, ranging from modified chairs, binding posts ( called the “John Willie” after plans found in a bondage magazine) to our “rack” which was a wooden top over a pool table, with pulleys and ropes . Items were added and removed as playmates came and went. At one time we had a walk in closet full of play clothes.


Some times things would not go as planned. One night, in the middle of a scene, one of the playmate's ex boyfriend showed up, pounding on the door (drunk) looking for her – and she wasn't there. We had two playmates bound together,  Jill was the “safety”, went to the door and called down for help when this guy pushed past her. I was able to stop him before he got downstairs ( the only time I ever left  a bound playmate alone) and Jill and I got him to leave. ( Jill pretended to call the police). The interruption rattled one of the playmates so bad, she ended the scene and went home. However the other one was really turned on by almost being discovered, and play resumed with a different storyline.


Another time, one playmate got the giggles so bad her scene ended mid story line. She wasn't usually ticklish, but this day, something the other girl in the scene did set her off. We were all laughing so hard, it was impossible to continue with a scene involving kidnap and peril..


 I must mention that in the whole time we played, no one was ever seriously injured in our games. Scrapes, rope burns, bruises, typical things that happen when people struggle. I, as the bad guy,(and photographer) however, suffered the worst injuries.


Our game “rules” stated that if you came to us with a scene, you would also agree to be in another scene by someone else. ( the second victim, the main villain's helper, or the subject of one of my scenes)  This was because of one playmate who only wanted  to “do” her own. She'd show up, do her scene, ( which always had at least another playmate in it) and leave.  Anyway, a 28 year old blond is here for her second time, she has a scene all ready, and is going to be the second victim in someone else's scene first. My part as bad guy is to grab her and wrestle her a bit, then bind and gag her, before they main victim arrives. We talked about what was  going to happen, ran over it slowly twice, and then started.  I garb her, “punch” her in the face ( a stage punch that misses by a mile) she collapses to the floor and rolls on her back. I am supposed to drop down to straddle her hips and then grab her arms. But just as I start down, she raised one knee and I dropped on it with my full weight....right on the family jewels! The pain was unbelievable! I couldn't breathe, I rolled on the floor, Jill ( our resident ER nurse) was upstairs and came running down  The playmate who was to be the main victim was right there also. Kim, after making sure I was taken care of dragged the blond up out of the basement, I thought she was going to kill her.  The blond was crying, claiming it was a reflex action, she was sorry


and I did recover...but was out of action completely for a couple of days, and couldn't even “think” about things for almost a month.... Another time, I stepped back while shooting a playmate struggling on the floor, knocked over a tripod holding a light, which hit me in the for head requiring two stitches.


Would I get involved again?

Yup!

Add a Comment:
 
:icontorpedo585:
Torpedo585 Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah, the Stash editor took me a bit to figure out & was wondering about the Dragon programme...I tend to over-explain things in my rough notes :O
Reply
:iconthe-nightposter:
the-nightposter Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Dragon is great as long as you watch ( really) what you say (ex: to - two-too)
I use Open Office Writer, and have Dragon drop my speech to text there, then give it a read. cut and paste into stash, and hope for the best.
Still trying to figure out if/how to add a pic inline with the text in stash
:confused:
Reply
:icontorpedo585:
Torpedo585 Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm trying to figure that out myself...I prefer the old upload format :pissed: I figured out stash writer & put together a tutorial but...can't get the pics into the damn thing! I'm also used to writing in my own HTML, a hold-over from Blogger, so I don't have to do much end editing ;)
Reply
:iconthe-nightposter:
the-nightposter Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
This is my first try at using Stash Writer to submit text.
Sorry for errors. I also used Dragon text to speech, and I ramble a bit.
Reply
Add a Comment:
 
×

More from DeviantArt



Details

Submitted on
November 12, 2012
Submitted with
Sta.sh Writer
Mature Content
Yes
Link
Thumb

Stats

Views
363 (1 today)
Favourites
3 (who?)
Comments
4