- Karens Self Torment
- By Lifer
- Warning! This story might contain
activities that might not be suitable in selfbondage. Please
- Karens Self Torment
- Karen was a beautiful 26 year old woman.
Tall and slender with long dark hair. She was from Spanish descent
and had dark skin. With long legs she loved the way really high
heels made her look. She was single and it had been about 8 months
since she broke up with her last boyfriend. He was so boring
and for that, she didn't miss him.
- She was a very kinky girl and ever since
she was very young she loved to be bound and helpless. She used
to play 'cops and robbers' with her friends and almost always
got to be the one who was tied up. As she became older, she developed
a passion for tying herself up. She would always try to find
something new to torment herself while she was bound. It was
her secret little game.
- One day while searching for new ideas
on the Internet, she found a great website that discussed many
different ways to bind herself and to her surprise, there was
a whole community of people doing similar things to themselves.
She took a fancy to many of the scenarios presented and especially,
among many other things, the forced of drinking of urine while
helplessly bound. This idea, while at first repulsed her, soon
became stuck in her mind.
- For days on end she would find herself
daydreaming of herself helplessly tied and having to drink her
own urine. This was going to be the next thing to try, she thought.
She had heard that some people drink their own urine for supposed
health benifits and others say it is relatively harmless as long
as you don't do it too much and it is fresh and clean. The website
even had great pictures of a helpless woman sitting in a chair
and with the aid of a pump, forced to drink her own urine while
bound waiting for the key to become available. Karen was so turned
on by this, she just had to do it. She started planning.
- She wanted, of course, to add her own
flavour to her scenario. She first thought that she should be
seated like the woman in the picture but then she decided that
standing would be more tormenting mostly because, as a woman,
she usually urinated while seated. She thought that urinating
while standing would be much more interesting perhaps because
it was different. One of her favorite ways to bind herself was
indeed a standing position. So it would be perfect.
- Karen had developed a facsination for
nipple torture while bound over the years of binding herself.
She would use clothes pegs and other clamps but finally got some
nipple clamps that really bite. She loved the pain/pleasure mixture.
It was so intoxicating. She had to add this to her torment. But
- She had a small pump in the garden that
she used to make a fountain with when she had yard parties. She
experimented with it and found that it would lift water quite
high but not high enough to make her drink from it while standing.
She thought about it for a while and sketched a few diagrams.
"I've got it!", she exclaimed out loud. What if urine
wasn't forced into my mouth but I was forced to drink it myself
instead. I could choose not to but it would only add to my torment.
The lesser of two evils. She began to sketch a picture of her
idea. She had then discovered how she would do it.
- She had read several bondage stories where
the person was humiliated in front of a large window. One in
particular had a woman tied in front of a big window with a vibrator
attached to her pussy. She had a large, heavy, smooth didlo in
her mouth that had a cord attached to it that went to a pull
string switch. If she let go of the dildo, it would fall and
switch on the room lights for all to see her outside. Karen very
much wanted that humiliation! More to think about.
- She had bought a timer from the hardware
store. It was made to turn lamps on and off. It had many small
tabs that could be slid into on of off positions. After playing
with it for a while she realized it would not work for the pump
idea she had. Back to the hardware store. There she found a digital
timer that allowed much more fine control of the pump timing.
It was perfect, programmed and ready to go. She kept the other
one just in case.
- After a few days of planning the time
came when she was ready to start. Karen brought her special 'toybox'
out from her room and placed it in her front room by the window.
Her house had a large picture window facing the street. It was
not a very traveled street but anyone standing in front of the
window could easily be seen from the street. The ceilings of
her front room were vaulted and had large wooden posts from the
beams above to the floor near the front window. These posts were
plenty strong enough to bind herself to.
- Karen went out to the tool shed in the
garden to fetch the pump. As she went out the back door, the
porch light came on automatically. There was a motion sensor
by the door that turned on the porch light. She stopped for second.
"Hmmm, Interesting!", she thought. As she returned
with the pump, the light switched back on as she approached the
back door. She looked at it again and she noticed that the motion
sensor was a screw-in addition to the light socket by the back
door. She smiled devilishly and unscrewed it, bulb and all, and
brought it inside with her.
- She layed everything out in front of the
large window. She drew the window shades for her preparation.
She opened the box of goodies and began to make a pile of useful
things. To the pile she added: some lengths of rope, some padlocks,
small lengths of chain, a head harness with blindfold and large
ring at the top, a set of clover nipple clamps, two black metal
bars that screwed together in the middle to form a one meter
long spreader bar with metal loops at the ends and one near the
middle, a large rubber, penis-shaped dildo with balls, a set
of handcuffs and a large keyring with a clip and many small keys
on it. She looked at the pile and sighed an anticipatory breath
while muttering, "okay!".
- She went to the kitchen and poured herself
a large glass of water and went to her bedroom. There she grabbed
a cardboard box from under the bed. The shipping label was rather
non-descript but said "A1 Products, Ltd". She threw
it on the bed and opened it. She reached in and pulled out a
pair of black latex rubber panties. They looked normal except
for a small rubber tube mounted to the crotch area. She stripped
- Reaching in her closet, she pulled out
a mannequin on wheels. The mannequin was wearing tight corset
and black thigh-high boots with very high heels. The corset was
made of silk and had burgandy and grey vertical stripes with
black lacy trim and black laces. It was her favorite. She took
it from the mannequin and put it on. She looked at herself in
the mirror and smiled as she took a deep breath and pulled the
laces tight (but not too tight because she knew she was going
to be drinking some water and didnt want to run into any trouble
with swelling). The corset looked great on her. Every curve of
her body was accentuated. She could feel herself becoming moist
with anticipation. She slipped the latex panties on next. As
she looked at herself, she thought of how funny she looks with
this little rubber penis protruding out in front. Next she added
the boots to her long legs. The heels were tall and she had some
trouble standing at first. She grabbed another item from the
box then a paper bag that had the name of the local hardware
store on it from the closet and left the room.
- She walked carefully down the hall to
the room where her computer was. She wrote a short email to her
friend Emily and clicked send. This was her backup release. Emily
knew that Karen was going to bind herself but the email was just
a reminder to call. Then Karen headed for the kitchen again to
fill her water glass.
- As she walked gingerly down the hall,
hands full, the little rubber tube swayed back and forth slapping
both of her exposed inner, upper thighs. With each slap she could
feel a little drop of moisture hit her leg. This made her feel
so turned on. She could feel the drops running down into her
- Arriving in the front room, even more
ready now, she began to set up. She took a gulp of water emptying
her glass, filled it again from a small pitcher and began to
prepare the ropes. She threw several long ropes over two high
ceiling beams and let them hang nearby. After taking another
drink of water, she ran another long rope around two posts that
were directly in front of the big window. She made a large loop
on the floor, around the posts, with the rope running through
the center loop of the spreader bar. This was to hold her feet
apart between the two posts. She attached the rope ratchet to
one of the lengths of rope and then to the handcuff chain.
- She took the item she had fetched from
the box in her room and placed it around her waist and wrapped
straps between her legs, up and around, and back up front to
small buckles. It was a small strap-on butterfly vibrator with
a variable speed and random settings. She turned it on to make
sure it worked. It did! She quickly turned it off as it was so
intense with her heightened state of arousal. She stuffed the
controller in the back waist band of the rubber panties and took
another big drink of water from her glass.
- She walked over to a small floor lamp
and unscrewed the lampshade from it. She slid it over in front
of the window where she would be setting up. It was not quite
dark yet but the sun was due to set in the next hour or so so
she knew she should hurry. She took the motion sensor and bright
lightbulb she had taken from the back porch and screwed it into
the lamp. Then, taking the timer that she was previously not
going to use, she set the timer to turn on in about one hour,
plugged it into a nearby outlet, plugged the lamp into it and
switched the lamp's switch on. Nothing happened. just as she
- Karen then took another peice of rope
and fashioned a crotch rope with it. She used a larger rope for
this as it was to be used to hold her up if she were to fall
or have a heel break. The rope pressed tightly on her bladder.
She made sure the rope did not obstruct the flow of urine through
the rubber tube now seen running just below the vibrator that
was strapped on under the rope harness. Everything looked great.
She was ready.
- Karen tied a cord, tightly, many times
around one of the posts about chest level. This cord then had
the center of the chain of the nipple clamps tied to the other
end of it. In the middle of this cord, between the post and the
clamps, she tied a small length of cord and retreiving a small
plastic pail from the hardware store bag, she tied the other
end of the cord to the middle of the pail's looped handle. She
then reached into the bag again and pulled out a few lengths
of bright yellow rubber tubing. She thought that yellow would
be more humiliating because this was the tube she would be forced
to drink urine through. It seemed fitting at the time. Using
plastic zip ties, she fastened a length of tubing to the pail
so that it reached the bottom. She emptied her glass and poured
the remainder of the water from the pitcher into it.
- She started to feel like she had to pee
but she was not done setting up yet! She loosened the rope harness
a bit from her bladder. This eased the feeling a bit. She knew
she had better hurry.
- She took a larger bucket from the bag
and placed it on the floor. She put the pump in it with the pump's
small tube running to the top of the small plastic pail. She
again used zip ties to hold the tube firmly in place on the handle
of the small pail pointing it downwards into it. She heard the
ticks of the wall clock as she finished her last glass of water.
Looking at the time she knew the lamp was due to turn on in about
- She plugged the pump into the digital
timer and plugged in into the wall socket. Instantly, the pump
came on gulping for water that was not there. She adjusted the
time a bit until it stopped. She took the small pitcher back
to the kitchen, grabbed a stocking from the freezer which contained
a few ice cubes, filled the pitcher with water, went back to
the front room and poured the water into the large bucket. She
knew she was in for a wild torment soon.
- She attached the stocking full of ice
to the end of a rope after she ran it through a metal plant hanger
ring that is screwed into one of the posts. This would be her
primary release mechanism. She had done this before and it usually
lastsed about two to three hours. She had thrown in an extra
ice cube just for added uncertainty.
- It was now dark outside. She opened the
shades wide and turned off the lights. Enough light came in the
window that she could see what she was doing after her eyes became
- Karen then stood, straddling the rope
near the spreader bar. She attached the head harness to her head,
with the blindfold removed, and locked it on. She then slid the
large rubber penis through the ring at the top so that it arched
downwards in front of her face. She used plastic zip ties to
connect the yellow rubber tube from the small plastic pail so
that it would be hanging just in front of her mouth. The dildo
was for added humiliation mostly.
- She lifted the nipple clamps and pail
so the cord was taught. It was perfect! The small pail was directly
above the larger bucket with a tube running from the pump in
the large bucket up into the small pail. There was another tube
from the small pail that ran up to just in front of her mouth.
"Perfect!", she wispered to herself as she noticed
a small stream of liquid running out of the small rubber tube
between her legs. "Ooh!", she muttered as she attached
a third tube from the black rubber tube and ran it down to attach
to the large bucket. If she urinated, it would be directed to
the large bucket. Time was of the essence now. She felt like
she had to pee again.
- Now the tricky part. While holding a fist
full of various ropes, she used small chains and padlocks to
fasten her ankles to the end of the spreader bar. With her legs
spread and the safety ropes on, she would have much difficulty
bending over after tying that last knot, so she had to do things
in the right order. She pulled on the rope that led to the rope
ratchet and pulled out the slack. She heard a drop of water splash
to the floor. She then attached one nipple clamp to her left
nipple. The pain was exquisite. She reeled a bit. Then put on
the next one.
- Karen then tied the safety ropes to her
rope harness. She pulled out all of the slack so it made her
stand up straight. "Halfway there", she mumbled to
- She attached the keyring with all of the
keys to her hip using a small clip. She placed the blindfold
on and checked for light leaks by trying to see out the window.
She could see nothing. Karen was sure this was going to be fun
but her heart was beating out of her chest. Did she forget something?
Is Emily's email working? What if she forgets. By this time she
really had to pee. She flipped the switch on the vibrator and
it started buzzing loudly. The sensation was so intense that
she almost came when it shut off again. She hurried. Placing
the handcuffs on her wrists while still holding the last rope
that leads to the rope ratchet. Click! Click!
- Karen stood there a moment. She could
still reach the keys. The vibrator switched on again. This time
it was even more intense but it stopped almost right away. She
felt her bladder let go. She held it tight and it stopped. She
was on the verge of peeing right now! She heard a little bit
of piss trickle into the bucket. With one last big breath, she
pulled the slack on the rope ratchet line. She heard many clicks
as the ratchet pulled her arms up and back. She kept tugging
the slack; click click, click. When she felt her nipples being
pulled; she dropped the rope. She was stuck.
- Just as the rathet rope fell away, the
vibrator turned on. Almost right away, she peed. She culd feel
the hot juices fill her rubber panties. The trickling noise in
the bucket made her feel like peeing more but forced herself
to hold it. The pee stopped. The vibrator stopped. She stood
there in the silence, the dark. She heard a drop here, a drop
there, the tick of the clock. Then, a loud click was heard and
she could see light in the cracks of the blindfold. She was on
display! She blushed as she held the pee back; her bladder aching,
her arms wrenched backwards and her nipples on fire from the
pull of the clamps. She took some shallow breaths and the vibrator
came back on. She jerked.
- She waited for a while thinking, "What
have I done? This is the most crazy thing I have done to myself
yet.". Then the pump came on. She gasped! A few seconds
later, she heard the water/pee mixture flowing into the small
pail. The pull on her nipples increased. As she grimaced from
the pain, she felt herself peeing again. She thought she was
holding it but she could feel the warmth again. As she clenched
up to stop it, the vibrator came on. She let loose, peeing again.
- The pain on her nipples became so much
to bear as the pump kept running ans she heard the mixture flowing
over the sides of pail and down into the bucket. The pail had
become full and was now overflowing. She thought to herself,
"I can handle this! -- I think...". Everything stopped.
she held still. Every movement caused small splashes of liquid.
She was thankful that she no longer had to pee so bad.
- Karen knew that if there was anyone outside
her house, they were getting a show. She could tell that the
light was still on. She held perfectly still knowing the time
would run out soon and the light would turn off. The vibrator
started again! "Damn!", she exclaimed as her body quivered
with in pleasure of her clit vibrations. Just when she was really
enjoying the pleasure and pain, almost close to orgasm, the vibrator
stopped. She held still, panting, and the light finally turned
- She stood in the darkness wondering what
was next. The pain on her nipples became worse and worse. She
knew that the only way to rid herself of the nipple torture was
to drink the urine from the pail. She felt for the tube with
her tounge, found it and put the tube between her lips. She paused
as the vibrator started again. She clenched the tube between
her teeth as she climaxed, her body wrenched in delight. The
light switched back on as she reeled from the sensation. Embarassed,
sweaty and in pain, she stood there, waiting. She tried to be
- She thought to herself that she must be
some spectacle now. If anyone was outside looking in they would
see this beautifull woman tied with ropes between two posts with
a lamp shown on her sweaty body. A small heavy pail hanging from
her nipples, a huge rubber dildo attached to her head and a bright
yellow tube leading from her crotch down to a bucket and then
back up to her mouth. She felt herself blush again. With all
the will she could muster, she began sucking on the tube.
- The acrid warm liquid touched her tounge.
She winced. She sucked harder. Sucking and swallowing the dilute
mixture of water and her own piss. The vibrator started again
and she flinched; still sucking furiously. She could feel the
pain of her nipples subside as the vibrator buzzed away on her
clit causing her to become aroused once again. As soon as the
vibrator stopped, the pump came back on. She choked a bit as
she spit the tube from her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh shit!
- It was a while before the light turned
off again. She had figured it was on for an hour or so. With
the sudden buzzing of the vibrator and the sucking and cursing,
she had been moving to much to let the light turn off. Finally
all was dark and quiet. She quietly sucked the remainder of the
urine from the pail, swallowing it all so as not to ruin her
favorite corset and boots.
- Karen could hear drops of water from the
melting ice in the stocking. She knew freedom was getting closer.
She could hear some cars driving by the front of her house. Her
breath stunk of stale urine, her nipples and arms were numb from
the pain, she could feel her bladder filling again. She waited
in the dark. She waited for the next cycle of vibrations, orgasms,
the pumping, the sucking and the swallowing of hot urine.
- She had to pee so badly now. She wanted
to do a little dance to hold off the pee but she didn't want
to have the light turn back on. She peed into the bucket. She
could not hold it back any longer. She peed for what seemed like
forever. And the vibrator turned on again, she flinched and the
light turned on.
- The torment was rich. More than she had
even imagined. Now she didn't even care if anyone saw her. Maybe
they would come and rescue her from herself! The pump switched
back on. She cryed into her blindfold. Salty tears mixed on her
lips with the acrid piss that she had been guzzling for hours
now. As she continued to suck and swallow piss from the tube,
the light went off.
- The author added the following note
in the forum:
- I would recommend NOT using the type of
pump Karen did in the story! Remember, this IS fictional. There
are other types of pumps that are much, much safer than the submersible
type mentioned in the story. They are supposed to be sealed but
you don't want to put your life in the hands of a Chinese fountain
pump manufacturer, do you? These pumps have AC mains voltage
available under the water line. The story used this type of pump
as a fictional, make-beleive, (i.e. not real or ideal) story.
Please be safe!
- Perhaps a DC powered, windsheild wiper
pump, or magnetically coupled impeller, centrifugal pump or DC
diaphram pump would be some safer choices. They would need to
be plumbed into the side of the bucket though as they are not
- Also, as Cindy mentioned (elsewhere in
this forum), a waterpic can be found pretty cheap. They are made
to be safe. People use them to spray water in their mouths! The
AC has been designed to be seperate for safety. This may be your
safest, best bet!