As a (very dumb) teenager, I went through security at Logan in March 2002 with a pair of handcuffs in my jacket.
The women who saw it on x-ray dug them out of my jacket pocket and sort of flamboyantly asked “What’chu need theeeese for?!”
I gave her a shit-eating grin and responded with the same energy that I was visiting my girlfriend.
After a beat, she said “Well alright. Go get your freak on! But put ‘em in your bag next time!”
The truth was that I had actually forgotten they were in that jacket. They just lived in that one pocket my senior year of HS because I was an edgy teenager. I was actually returning from visiting her. We didn’t even use them, and they didn’t get flagged on my departing flight.
I’m glad it was before the DHS militarized the TSA. I do not know how my idiotic teenage self would have dealt with a non-playful encounter.
Bondage is ‘sexual deviancy’? Did you have to admit to religious fundamentalism?
I’m so sorry that happened to you, must have been so awful. Hope you managed to get through school ok after that and had support.
I’m glad you managed to grow into being a social person. Fwiw you sound pretty badass to me getting through all that shit.
Depends who’s asking
Yep. First time ever was a real trip though. I was at a girl’s house and she ties me up with some of her scarves as things are getting hot and heavy.
I enjoy spanking so I asked her to punish me because I was too shy to ask for what I wanted so she tied me up and started biting and scratching me.
Looooook beggars can’t be choosers.
After a few minutes the doorbell rings and she tells me “don’t go anywhere…”
Well she was gone a long time and I’m buck naked with my dick hanging out and peppered with scratch and bite marks and I get it in my head that it’s her dad.
Don’t ask where I got that idea, but we were in a religiously conservative country and I didn’t want to get my dick cut off.
Anyway I managed to get loose from the scarves. It was an intense 90 seconds or so and my wrists got pretty raw.
She comes back and it was just a delivery.
She was bit perturbed with me because I really fucked one of the scarves up in the process but we had a laugh and got back to it.
Nope. I don’t like to lose control.
