Jun 23
“Yes, of course. Well, let’s see what -you’ve
,brought me, Barney” said Mistress;finally get-
ting up off the chair.”my, these rubber gags they
put on convicted women these days certainly make
them drool a lot. Good for them, though, and I like
to see a female gagged. Well, they look nice,
Barney, tell me about, them. Don’t want to know
what they did, just the personal facts, please.”
May 17
“If you have some binding posts, madam, we’ll
present her to you properly,” said Sondra.
“Very well. Bring her in.” The scene was being
played beautifully. Even Julie was perfectly
serious.
Victoria Palmer sat in her chair in the living
room. Julie was displayed directly in front of her,
bound spread-eagled between two portable binding
posts.
Thin cords were attached to her thumbs and big toes, pulling her tautly and delightfully. Victoria
had never seen so thrilling a sight and her pants
was very damp.
May 6
So much for modelling my latest lingerie for you! Didn’t we talk about me doing some glamour shoots on my member’s forum? Well, the photographer was having none of it! A SUPER-TOUGH STRAPPADO for your little slavegirl, me!! Love Jas
“Just a few more,” I said, as the photographer’s impatience grew. I’d told him I wanted some photos to show off my lovely new lingerie. He’d reluctantly agreed, a couple of photos no more. So, I guess, I shouldn’t have been surprised, thirty minutes in, when he lost his rag at me! Grabbing bundles of rope, he wrapped my legs together. Then he tied my arms behind my back! “Hey,” I said. “what’s going on?” I soon found out when his assistant dropped a rope from the balcony above and the photographer tied my hands to it!
“Ouch!” I screamed, more in shock than pain. I had to lean forward to ease the strain. The photographer smiled for the first time on the shoot, obviously glad I was getting my just desserts! He pulled down my bra and started snapping away. “Let me go,” I demanded. But of course it only made things worse…the photographer pulled down my knickers and gagged me with gaffer tape! “Finally, a bit of piece and quiet,” he laughed!
(pass for archive: best-bondage.com)
Mar 28
She shook her head back, moving her hair off her eyes and trying to get her teeth over the incredibly tight stretch of black spandex that seemed glued over her mouth. Behind that was a thick knot of black spandex tied between her lips. It didn’t silence her as much as the tape and towels had, but she knew that no one outside Eddie’s suite could hear her.
The black bondage material showed her healthy beauty off to striking advantage. The blonde of her hair, her flawless skin, her light blue eyes were all enhanced by the gleaming black of her gag, bonds, and clothes. The thin black rope tied just over her knees stretching a foot between her legs capped off the degradation.
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Jan 7
He pulled out two rubber wedges. “We’ll have to silence the patient if we are to get this examination done. Open wide!” I opened my mouth, and he grabbed my chin, pulling my jaw open as far as it would go, then wedging the rubber between my molars. I tried to close my mouth, but the wedges were in the way. I couldn’t open my mouth any further, and I couldn’t push the wedges out of the way. My mouth would be agape until “Dr Roper” deems otherwise.
Jan 4
Linda had me turn around and she closed the corset back, slowly, inexorably pulling my waist in like no diet ever could. I noticed my breathing changing. Each breath now had me breathing from my upper chest. With the bullet bra, I felt each breath in my breasts; quite an odd feeling. Dave had the camcorder linger, watching my breasts go up and down with every breath.
Dec 21
Next, was a hand grabbing the waist band of my new skirt, a ripping sound, and my body was turned again as they cut and pulled it away from me. By now, I was laying on the floor on my stomach. My intruders were pulling my legs up and tying them to my wrists in what is called a hog tie. As I lay there, crying, in pain, scared to death, in only my panties and torn stockings , it seemed to get quiet.
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Dec 21
Once I had my corset on, it would be difficult to bend, so next I put on my pantyhose and shoes. Following the theme of drawing attention to my legs, I selected fishnet pantyhose and my black shoes with the 5-inch heels.
I had become quite good at walking in these shoes and anticipated no problems walking through the mall. They had fashionably wide heels and so were quite stable. I had been thinking about getting some shoes with six-inch stiletto heels, which would have added to the excitement of my outfit, but even if I had them, I doubt that I would have courage to wear them in public.
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Dec 21
I released my hands, untied the nylon and took off the clips on my nipples. I tried to take off the clips on my anus and vagina, but I couldn’t!
I had to spread my legs wider if I want to take them off, but my legs were chained together! I cried again, I really very badly wanted to take my little torturers off.
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