All this bondage talk reminds me of a co-worker and how his experience turned me off to kinky shit.
It was a Thursday night back in '89 near Christmas time my coworker was at a bar and he picked up two blondes, thinking he was in for a threesome, they get a room ( he pays ) . The girls say we'll tie you to the bed and do kinky shit to you and he happily agrees, but he doesn't get what he is expecting . Tied to the bed post the girls strip him naked and begin to torture him with coat hangers, they gag him and beat the hell out of him . They burn him with cigarettes and lighters and with red hot coat hanger hooks . For hours this goes on and just before sun up they handcuff him naked to his steering wheel . After that I never even considered being tied up as funny.