FROM THE CORRESPONDENCE FILES, some of the following quotes are worth
repeating although they're mentioned briefly on the site, but worth
Army exercise, take-down
Further to that training exercise I wrote you about.
You asked about learning the moves thru practice - and my mention of
In official training sessions we were closely supervised - a hog-tie
was the recommended move - and no gags used or suggested. Even so, the
exercises were a serious challenge, physically and mentally - and people
But then, on the sly, the Instructors encouraged certain individuals
in the 'intake' to practice the routine on each other - preferably without
warning. And, like they say, practice makes perfect - and can be fun
- or not such fun. Inevitably, some of these unscheduled surprise take-downs
led to some seriously rough off-duty horsing around - particularly because
certain demands might be made of the 'target' before letting him loose.
Because of this, gagging was inevitable to reduce complaining and verbal
abuse. And this gagging was never a matter of negotiation - if you got
gagged you had to deal with it, like it or lump it.
You asked if I enjoyed it. No, I hated it - but, to be honest, I sometimes
put myself in line for it happening to me - sometimes mouthing off -
knowing what the response will be. In fact. As you might say, asking
Gagging was usually only a neck sweat-scarf (army-type
bandana), but sometimes duck tape. On one occasion two handkerchiefs
stuffed in my mouth before a bandana tied tight across to prevent them
being spat out. This was a challenge in itself, and I always worked
hard to eventually spit out the gag - and the provocation/invitation
usually worked - they'd stuff them back in and use tape (or threats
of something worse unless I accepted it.
Gagged under a motorcycle helmet?
I REPLIED: Yes, lots of times in earlier days. Even before I owned a
bike, I'd bough some send-hand gear for messing around in. I loved to
go out in public in the gear, as long as I went somewhere where I wouldn’t
meet people who knew I didn’t own a bike. Carrying a crash helmet,
it’s easy to look as if you’re j us t walking to or from
a parked bike. Wearing a crash helmet, nobody knows who you are anyway.
And, yes, I have been suited up with gag under helmet, in public - driven
somewhere and left to make my own way home - with no money in pockets
– even with taped fingers and gloves taped on. I’ve also
done it to other people. And, two people suited-up and out together,
with one gagged under helmet plus genital bondage and butt-plugged,
can be a trip in itself or the beginning of a session lasting much longer.
Stag Night horseplay?
Several people have admitted to leaving the groom or Best Man somewhere
bound and gagged and maybe even naked. One correspondent has described
persuading a friend to take him to a construction site at night, tie
him up blindfolded and efficiently gagged with tape, then hanging a
label on him saying this was part of a Stag Night - and inviting whoever
found him to "use their imagination and enjoy the opportunity".
Not sure if this reported scenario was for real or wishful thinking
- but I'm sure somewhere, some time it has happened. If so, in the circumstances,
efficient gagging would be essential so the 'victim' could have no say
in what did or did not happen next.
Technical information during a hot scene:
... after that, with me wet-faced and gasping, he decided it was time
for an added touch. A new red rubber ball was shown to me. It was on
a home-made thin leather strap. As the ball was forced behind my teeth,
he told me reassuringly that it was from a pet shop, not from a toy
shop - explaining as he pulled the strap so tight it bit into my cheeks,
that pet-shop toys are guaranteed not toxic, whereas some balls from
toyshops may be only painted, so can be dangerous!