Following on from Awesome Armbinder, A-Z April gives me the opportunity to look at beastly breast bondage. I’m not talking about the many chest harnesses that I have sported over the years, or the way they seem to lift breasts in offering. This post is about one of the most frustrating types of rope I have yet to encounter. For my own body, anyway.
I want to discuss beastly breast bondage in terms of torture.
Individually bound tight, so the blood pools inside and can’t escape. Under such tension that the pain is like nothing else. Of course, this opinion is purely the result of whisperings from friends who have enjoyed (?) it.
My own breasts are not suited to self-tied torture.
Nor have they been bound in this way by a lover.
Since I met Sir, my body confidence has sky rocketed. My breasts were always a source of self-loathing, then ambivalence. More recently I have learnt to accept love them, and I want to share that growth here, on my blog. Which I do, regularly. With my scavenger hunting.
However, late last year, I had a brief turn around. I almost broke myself!
I was desperate to bind my breasts, to prove to myself that this was possible. A friend told me that it surely was, as “all breasts can be, you just need to get the right angle”. But I tried. And the ropes repeatedly slid from my conical fleshy parts.
Again and again this happened. Thin rope, stretchy rope, rubber bands, coconut rope. All the options exhausted my irrational brain decided that this was my fault.
Clearly I was a failure!
The following days were dark.
Really dark.
Until I vented to Sir, and talked myself out of the funk.
Perhaps one day I will return to this most coveted of ties.
Try again. Or maybe Sir will get to grips with my breasts in this way.
But then again, maybe not? There are lots of ways to inflict pain on a masochist, and emotional pain through failed breast bondage is not my favourite.
However, if anyone has any hints or tips that might help me realise this dream, please do share them in the comments section below.
A-Z April’s beastly breast bondage may be lacking an image of this specific torture on myself, but I do love a chest harness. Here is one I tied earlier: A Bound Body Frees the Mind.
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I wonder if wearing a bra would make a difference? Something with a push-up effect might aid the rope.
Or there may be a different way of using a harness… Smaller spaces between dual ladders.
I’m not a roper (which makes me sound like a cowgirl) but just as there are certain cuts of clothing that are better suited to body types different than mine, so also might there be ‘better bondage’ for certain builds. If that makes sense.
It’s certainly not a personal failing. 🙂
My breasts can’t be bound either, since there is just no way to get ‘behind’ the flesh to secure the rope. Breast bondage totally intrigue me, but if it never happens, it’s okay too. Many other ways to be bound, right?!
~ Marie xox
Thank you SO MUCH Marie. I have never heard of another bunny with this technical issue as well. And while I wish everyone could be tied the way they want, I appreciate this isn’t always possible, but it IS nice to know I’m not the only one. (I like being unique, but sometimes it’s nice to not be the only one)
And yes. Getting behind the flesh is so the right way to describe it. N xx
I think where binding breasts is concerned I may worry about damaging the breast tissue.
Like the way you tell us about a journey in this post, in many of your posts in fact
May x
I’m glad you enjoy my (occasional) style.
I’ve been reassured by medical staff on the resilience of breast tissue (Heavy impact raised the question) but like all things it is, I guess, being conscious of risks and communicating how things feel.
I agree, breast bondage is a tricky one. I do enjoy it from a masochist point of view, the rush of blood flow when the rope is released is delightfully painful.
I’ve always imagined it to feel like a giant nipple clamp removal. I’m sure I’ll try again one day.
Love breast bondage . Exploring it more and more .x on my self. Binding others breasts and having your rope on them . Zip ties are something I’m exploring as well now
Maybe you should just give up this idea.
I think you may have a point Lisa.
I love breast rope play. I may even do it tonight. But it definitely doesn’t work on all breast. It works great on saggy tits that have a lot of lose skin and fat. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. But hey….gravity may help you out eventually. 😉
Hehe, fingers crossed! Damn my pert, full breasts! (ha) One day, I’ll be the most bound granny on the planet 😊
Coming from a guy, i have always viewed bondage as painful for the ladies, can’t help the thought of even trying that with my partner, guess am a nice guy
The breast bondage thing to is a bit off for me to….I guess am a lover and not a fighter
I can see why it may look painful, but generally it’s not. Speaking to SWL (this is her breast) the rope was really comfortable.
Again, it’s all personal taste. If you don’t want to do it and your partner doesn’t want to do it, then there’s no point.
But I have a selection of kinks, and love the people I share them with. I love impact play with Sir, but him hitting me with toys does not make him a bad guy. Far from it.
How we express ourselves sexually, and show our love for each other, can happen in so many ways. So long as boundaries are adhered to and consent is informed and enthusiastic.
Is it safe and do you want to? If the answer to either question is no then don’t go there. Buy I often find the answer to both is yes, and I’d consider myself a lover. I am definitely not a fighter. 😉