TEA Time

A few days ago I got a chance to play with a new boy. This, in and of itself, is not an uncommon thing for me. What makes this particular situation uncommon is the confluence of factors that I had to clear out of the way before I could enjoy myself and feel comfortable playing again. It's been a rough couple of months and I've had a really hard time getting out of my head.

Enter TerribleEscapeArtist. We'd met up a couple of months ago; I'd invited him over for a firepit night, just a social call so we could get to know each other a little before we played. Well something must have clicked for him and the next thing I know I hear he's playing prison guard at HCI. Last I'd heard he was still getting his feet wet and testing the waters. To hear he'd jumped fully into the deep end in Florida was... whew. Leo messaged me with effusive praise for him and I said fine, we'll get together eventually.

Reader let me tell you, I'm glad Leo pushed me to have him over. He showed up around 7, bracketed between my other social obligations that weekend. After chitchatting a little more, we headed up to the playroom. The nice thing about meeting up beforehand is that you can get all the important safety talk out of the way first; safewords, likes, dislikes, limits, etc. We were able to dive right in.

He's still new, and I need to sus out what his buttons are, so I elected to start with a simple chair tie. He slipped into a singlet and I slipped him into some bondage. Posey cuffs for the ankles, similar straps for the chest and waist, and some SoftTies on his wrists.

These are super neat! They're intended to be used for securing plants, but it turns out they work great for people, too. I'd be shocked if we didn't see these being marketed for that use eventually. Now I'll admit, he managed to get one of his wrists out, and that's on me. They're new and I'm still figuring out how to use them best. I also went ahead and stuck some nice thick rubber gloves on him too. What can I say, I'm sweet like that.

Unfortunately for both of us, TEA was locked. I prefer good old-fashioned edging when I play, but I managed to make do with plenty of teasing instead. He didn't seem to mind it very much; or if he did I couldn't understand him. He spent the entire two or so hours gagged with a nice big ballgag that was strapped to a set of modified wrestling headgear ^[1].

I migrated him over to the squat rack and positioned the vibrator so it was dangling juuuuust on his cage. This proved to be insufficiently frustrating, so the vibrator was repositioned. A couple of tethers ensured that the head was stuck against his cage no matter what. If I had been feeling meaner I'd have just left it on there until he came, but I was being nice so he only got teased some more.

After that, I switched him to a standing position with his arms chained above his head, and legs clipped to the bottom part of the squat rack. Things had been going really well up until this point, so I took a chance and grabbed a paddle. TEA responded very positively to some light paddling; nothing that would leave a mark but hard enough that you knew what it was. I like the kind of pain that's light, but also has a threat of more, worse pain underneath it. There's definitely more to explore here.

To keep things fresh I offered to let him try some breath play. Nothing extreme, just a gas mask with a restrictor, a swim cap, and the Regulation rebreather hood. The basic fundamentals really. He:

• Quite liked the gas mask + restrictor combo. Watching him struggle when I covered the hole with just a finger was amazing

• Didn't seem to enjoy the swimcap as much, which is fine. It's a little more mean than I typically enjoy

• Wasn't a fan of the rebreather hood. That particular piece is definitely hit-or-miss. I happen to extremely enjoy it, if anyone at home is taking notes

By this point it was almost 10 (AT NIGHT!?) and I was getting tired. To wrap things up I offered TEA a chance to prove his (in)abilities and escape from the restraints. I slapped a mask on him (my favorite one, natch), put the keys in his reach, and let him get to work. The start of the escape was strong, considering he was still wearing the gloves and was all tired and sweaty. One of the cuffs was released when he made a truly horrible mistake. True to his name, TerribleEscapeArtist dropped the keys, and thanks to the position he was in, there was no way out. Even with one wrist free, the other wrist was still trapped, and his ankles were strapped to the rack.

I let him flail pointlessly for a few minutes before I took pity and released him from the rest of the restraints. It truly is remarkable how a few ounces of leather and steel can render someone so helpless. Alas though, the hour was getting late and I was getting eepy. He got changed into something more befitting and we bid each other a good evening.

So, key takeaways:

1. I'm actually not broken, and I still know what the fuck I'm doing, so that's nice.
2. Meeting up beforehand to talk about likes, dislikes, safety, etc is still a really good idea and something I need to get back into doing.
3. When your best friend tells you "hey, this really hot, really nice guy really wants to play with you", just listen and ignore the lizard- part of your brain.