I have had this experience once. A few years ago, a person that I met through a fetish website who was really into rope bondage and I hooked up for a couple of sessions. We met in a warehouse that I happen to have access to at that time. I was going to crossdress and she was going to practice her rope techniques. While the experience was good and there were many positions tried over the night, I was truly topping from the bottom. I was the one giving her ideas. I was never helpless.
After I got dressed in black pantyhose, white socks*, black pumps, a black body shaper, yellow sweater, and plaid mini-skirt, I lay on a table. She had brought lots of rope an I was ready to be helpless. She put my legs together and very artistically secured them together from my feet all the way to my butt. Then I sat up and she did more torso with more ropes. All this time my hands and arms are free.
She mentions stopping and getting something to eat. It's been well over an hour and I've yet to be helpless. Plus I want to stay crossdressed, so I am looking for other suggestions. I suggest that she bind my arms behind me and then put me in the trunk of the car. After I am in the trunk, I still do not feel constrained so I ask her and then almost beg her to make me helpless. I suggest that she connect my feet to my hands in a hogtie. She asked how that was and I said if she added a hood and gag, we'd be in great shape.
I heard the garage door going up, the car starting, and her driving out of the warehouse. I could feel the bumps. While this was a dream come true, I was not truly helpless. The arm binder that she had made with her artistic tying actually came down at the shoulders. I was able to turn onto my side. My ankles seemed to be a bit loose and my fingers could actually find the rope ends and tighten them up. No doubt, I could easily escape.
It was still an exciting twenty minutes or so before we returned to the warehouse. There was only one time during the night that I actually was helpless. She had frogtied my legs, then secured my hands in front of me. She threw a rope over the ceiling joist and connected it to my wrists. Then she pulled me to my knees. She left me like that for about ten minutes while she got some ropes ready for another tie she had planned.
* I had thought with socks, she wouldn't be afraid to tie tightly not worrying about marks.
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