16:52 video
Knotty Guy apparently not only likes rope but when he sees free tape in the dumpster, he will pick it up and well, of course, I will find it in his stash of bondage gear and get really excited. Its not often I get to get bound in such pretty colors that stick so harshly to my skin. So why not challenge Knotty Guy to an escape challenge but all he can use is tape. I dont tell him how to tape me up but I honestly don't think he knows just how good and stubborn I am when it comes to escaping tape bondage. I tapes my legs up and just works his way up by body ensuring I am securing taped and tightly for that matter. Electrical tape isn't very forgiving but that's ok. I can handle it. He even tapes my fingers all together. This is when I get a bit nervous but i think I can get out, but my hope is slightly decreased. My mouth is gagged with masking tape that is printed with a measuring tape so we know exactly how big my head is and how much tape he used to try to shut me up. Ha, definitely a failed attempted there;) This is such a fun casual taping. Tho when he steps away to watch me try and escape, I quickly realize just how sticky the tape is and how much little fine hairs I have all over my body. Wow, this defitinyl hurts but I am stubborn and convinced I can get out of this tape bondage. I unwrap my gag last and prove that not eve this much tape can keep Fayth put;)
12:25 video
When Knotty Guy and I brainstorm ideas of what bondage ties we are going to put me into, sometimes the examples online don't show just how hard they are, how much endurance or how much flexibility it takes. This is one of those times that i was going to discover that pictures are worth a thousand words and a few minutes of video is worth even more. He has me mostly tied to include every single one of my toes, my wrists, my chest, and even my hair. Now all he has to do is pull, pull and pull me up to put me in the hardest arch tie I've been in for a long while. My hair bondage definitely help me deal with the tension as does the nipple clamps he finished off with. Those definitely help distract me from this major bondage predicament that he and I both agreed that would be fun to try. I may have rethink some of our ideas in the future, altho I'm certain no matter what we do, a gag of some sort will always be included:)
8:09 video
I'm getting ready for a day of modeling when I get a call from a good friend inviting me over for dinner. I really love a good home cooked meal and I am very happy to be invited over as I let him know I will be over after I am done working.
I arrive in my sexiest dress, thigh highs, garters and high heels. I am starving but of course I let him get a good look at me before we sit down to eat, or so I think. The next thing I know I am hogtied on the dining room table. I am initially in shock as I really did not expect this to happen. How am I supposed to eat like this? I try to struggle but the ropes are tied tightly around my wrist, my arms, my chest, my thighs, and ankles holding me very secure. What little movement I can do hurts as this table is hard beneath me. I plead and gripe but goes unheard, as you simple watch me struggle as i test the ropes.
I guess I am complaining too much about being too hungry as you looking closely at my lace panties and my garters on my thighs as my mouth is tightly wrapped over the mouth with clear plastic around my head. You can see my red lipstick but I still cant taste any food. I still try to talk but my gagtalk is muffled and unclear. It is obvious I am still not happy with how my dinner plans are going but apparently this is only the appetizer. Stayed tuned for the main course.
13:56 video
Here I thought my police academy training was complete but I was very wrong. Not only did I have to do several escape challenges but now my body must be trained for anything that may come my way. I thought criminals only carried duct tape but landry line is apparently an all purpose binding tool as well. My legs are pulled up above my head to each side and my arms are bound around my legs unlike anything I've ever experienced. My pantyhose legs are up making me feel very vulnerable. Once the mock criminal tie is done, then the torment continues as my high heals are removed and my feet, thighs and my butt are hit, tickled and beat with floggers and crops. All i know is my feet have never been this close to my face. I'm in awe on how flexible the rope actually makes me. I am left to contemplate my decision to being a policewoman, as I insist pictures are taken so share this not so joyous moment with my family. Im sure they will be proud as this is the last step to my training before I am fully on the police force hoping no criminal ever puts me in this inescapable situation in real life. Once again, Knotty Guy & Rigger Tony put me thru the paces in such a lovely manner.
11:02 video
I have been hogtied in the bed of this truck what feels like forever. I now have been transported to another location all while struggling in a tight hogtie, tape gagged and frantic but there is nothing I can do about it. You watch as I get moved while bound to the right location as I have no idea what is about to happen. Once the 2 mean evil men have enough of watching me struggle in the back of the struck, they pull the truck away as I stay remaining, hanging suspended in the air, still hogtied, gagged and helpless. I hang there as they pock me with a stick making me spin to be able to get a view of all my body as I moan thru my gag and try to endure this crazy predicament. I doubt it could get any worse but I am very wrong. Apparently they think I am a dirty girl and decided to give me a very cold bath with the yard hose. They keep spraying me and making every part of my bound body drenched with water. The strong stream of water makes me spin and this seems to amuse them as they do not stop switching the position of my spin with the water pressure. I finally gag talk thru my gag as I give, I give up, I call mercy as I insist I will do anything for this torment to stop, ANYTHING!!!
14:02 video
I don't know how I got into this situation but I am bound to a chair with rope wrapped around my wrists, my chest, my ankles, knees and waist. I am testing the little freedom i have as I kick my legs up and down, mpphing thru my bandana cleave gag. My red silk blouse is nicely buttoned, for the time being, my skirt is pulled down covering all my bits. This does not last long as the more time that passes, the more vulnerable I become. My blouse is opened to reveal a light blue lacy bra and my skirt moves slowly further up my thighs the more I struggle. My legs are then secured to the chair as I try struggle more and move the chair that I am attached too. I gagtalk and mphh but it goes to silent ears. Soon, my bare breasts are removed from my bra as I struggle more and more but to no avail. Then a cordless vibrating wand is attached secured right where it counts, making my verbal noise change a bit. I know this isn't supposed to be happening, but I helplessly start enjoying it as I have no choice. I try to move my sweet spot to just the right position but the rope makes it difficult. The chair and myself are then XXXX over to its side, making the vibrator push at just the right spot. My heal dangles from my barefoot as I moan and grunt and gagtalk even more. Looks like I will be here from quite sometime. I plead with my blue eyes but this only helps you to keep me chairtied just a bit longer as the vibrator really seems to be working for my pleasure and yours too.
12:12 video
I am being punished for not doing my job. I haven't met my quota on my wing sales and on top of that, I am out of uniform. Since my tips havent been good, I had to sell my hooters socks to make ends meet. I also am required to wear a push up bra and well, I refuse. So in return for not listening to the wardrobe requirements, I am being crucified. I try to talk my way out of it, but my boss is way smarter than that and decides to cleave gag me and tie and tape a hitachi magic want to my thigh and makes it vibrate until I make very genuine noises and reactions to cummign while bound. I accidentally turn it off and this drives me to even more frustration but then he fixes it even better to my thigh, as he takes pictures for the hooters calendar as he wants me to be an example of what not to do and wear to work at this infamous wing house. I guess all I had to do is sell more wings and, wear a bra, and not sell my socks. In the end after cumming, I decide to quite and go into reality. Screw serving wings and wearing a bra. Its just not the job for me. Knotty Guy sure is a strict boss, that's for sure.
9:47 video
Previously seen, I needed to make sure Carissa could not participate in the MILF pageant so I hogtied her and left her to struggle on the bed but after the dress rehearsal I returned to realize she had escaped from her bondage.
She found me roaming around in my red sequin formal gown with her hand wrapped around me holding my already gagged mouth shut as she shoves me in the bathroom. She has rope very available as she finishes tying my ankles and knees together as she is ensuring she will win the MILF contest, not me. We watch as her tight dress, black pantyhose clad legs walk away leaving me cleave gagged and bound and struggling with all my might. I slide off the seat and onto the floor using every nook and cranny to struggle and move my bound legs and wrists. The tile allows my pantyhose covered legs and feet to slide and my formal gown to flow wherever I move too. I do not gag talk or get too angry, I simply make sexy gag noises thru my gag and mpph and mpph and struggle until I am exhausted hoping Carissa breaks a leg while she walks across the pageant stage.
12:42 video
I have lots of pretty purple balloons just waiting for me to come up with yet another genius way to pop them. Well, I have a pool, I have warm weather, and I have some energy to jump so why not combine all those things into one very unique and experimental way to pop balloons. I try to come up with a different way to jump into the pool as I take a balloon with me, to pop it. I am not saying each attempt is successful but I will say that i certainly gave it my best shot. I belly flop, I butt plop, I cannon ball, I really just have a great time jumping into the balloon hoping each will pop beneath me and the huge splashes i make. In the end, I let 1 loon live, but all the rest of the inflated blown up and tied off purple balloons do turn into shards in 1 way shape or form. I even scissor one with my thighs, squeezing it to burst. Now to pick up the shards of my popping party so the pool filter doesn't get ruined. Dont you wish you could join me in this fun day at the pool with me?
17:32 video
I knew when I first put this tight black spandex catsuit and hood on, something felt strange. Little did I know that it helplessly makes people tie me up. Its not even a choice for them or I, rope just must get wrapped on my body. Today is no different and Knotty guy gets the strongest urge to tie me up. I don't mind, but geesh, cant I just enjoy this catsuit and the freedom of movement? Not a chance. Knotty guy just keeps adding rope after rope after rope. When will it end, nobody knows, he is just following the urge of binding the Fayth with a smile and periodic giggle. The colorful rope looks amazing. The more rope he adds, the more helpless I become. I cant move an inch nor can I speak well after he adds a rope around my face and mouth, gagging me pretty effectively. Rope is added to around my neck as well. I seriously am stuck but gosh, I've never been so colorfully bound, especially with it being my birthday and pride month;)
19:19 video
When I have someone tie me up for the first time, this is my favorite way to see what they got, what they know and if they want to be nice or mean to me without having them on camera tying me up. I take on the challenge and then the next thing you know, I am totally tied up and don't even have balance as he must hold me up for a moment. Little did I expect was for him to put duct tape over all the knots to make it even more difficult to escape. I also have agreed that IF I can't get out, anything on the table full of BDSM gear can be used on me as a "punishment". He gives me 15 minutes to get out tho it took him 30 minutes to tie me up. Totally not fair but i still agree to this challenge. I cant emphasize enough how stuck I am, my lungs are super dooper compressed, my foot is numb, my hands can barely move and my gag talk, ha, my lips are still moving and is the only thing that is a bit more mobile that i'm sure he would've preferred:) I really diligently work on the ropes in any and all ways I can. it is almost impossible to roll over on my own until i loosen a rope of 2 which takes me a bit. I lose track of time and I also start sweating profusely and my breathing is labored but I don't give up. I finally am able to squeeze my wrists out but honestly it is still very difficult since my elbows are very tightly restrained around my ribs. My blouse covers this but trust me, im very tightly bound and stuck. Even my foot to my thigh is so ridiculously tight, i cant believe it. As soon as I see the light at the end of my escape tunnel, my concept of time is so off..but apparently i did not beat my 15 min limit so my punishment commences. Err, um...a sensory deprivation hood goes over my head, I get strapped into a thick leather rest sack and a hitachi is added. Well, If this is punishment, then I will never ever escape again!!!!
9:07 video
Carissa and I are both registered to compete in the anual Milf contest but I am determined to win but i must do things my way to be sure she doesn't get to show herself off at all. I am wearing a red long shimmering formal gown as I carry Carissa over my shoulder as she is only wearing black pantyhose and a black bra. She is bound already with her ankles tied and her knees and ankles bound. She is pretty helpless but I ensure she does not make it to the stage by adding one more rope to her body. I bend her back and put her into a hogtie, I change pantyhose as i discover a run in my 1st pair and I even double up her over the mouth nylon gag. Once I know she will stay put and I put myself back together, I leave her to struggle as I go get ready to win the milf of the year contest. You watch as she struggles and tests her rope restraints as she mpphs and moans and grunts and groans. We watch watch her plead with eyes to be released but we don't hear her gag talk, only sexy struggling noises. Her bound pantyhose clad legs and feet and her exposed bound belly and her gagged mouth really make you not want to look away nor does she make you want to help her but to keep watching her sexy body writhe in her binds. I soon return to discover she somehow someway escaped and I panic as I must be sure she doesn't get on that stage. (the escape is not seen on screen)
21:10 video
I know the masked villain is somewhere around here but no luck finding him. He finds me 1st with a hard hit to my crotch with a bamboo rod. It hurts so bad it XXXX me out as I lay still on the floor. The next thing I know, I have lots of yellow rope wrapped around my waist on the floor with my face down, ass up. He then pulls me up as this gets me moaning conscious as I hang upside down. I insist he releases me immediately but he has other plans. He continues to add rope to my wrists and ankles securing me into an inverted spread eagle. I protest all along but this only gets me tormented more. He adds a hitachi to the ropes between my legs as I cant help but orgasm. Once I orgasm and still verbally protest, he reveals my true identity by removing my mask. I am humiliated as there is nothing I can do about it. The hitachi keeps vibrating against my sweet spot making me moan in helpless ecstasy. Once he thinks I have had enough and I get too weak to fight much more, he starts to untie me from the wood pillars of doom leaving me to pass out from the lack of circulation to my head and the orgasms as well. Once again with my ass up, face down but with no mask as rope is strewn all over the place and I am helplessly in lala land of peril.
10:16 video
I have the most ideal motorcycle riding outfit on, a tight red shiny catsuit, thigh high, high heeled boots, my safety rope harness securely fastened to my chest and my hips, as I put my leather fingerless gloves on as I explain to you that I am super ready to go for a ride to get some wind in my hair. The next thing I know, I am suspended in mid air but no bike in sight. I am almost in the perfect position to ride with my legs out, my arms loose to hold on the handlebars but no motorcycle. This is pure torment. What comes next is even worse. Not only is it not a Harley (my preference) but a Honda that is reachable with my unbound hands, but I still cant ride. I am in the ideal position as if I did a whisky throttle or a superman as I'm riding. This is the hardest mental suspension i've ever done. i can feel it, but I cant work it. Pictures are even taken for a centerfold but damn it, not for the Harley I own, but for Knotty Guys quiet fancy bike. Geesh. I just want to ride, damn it. The rope keeps me from riding, but I sure do beep the horn and bitch a lot. Even after he ballgags me, that still doesn't keep me quiet or content. What a pal, a funny torment giving pal.
8:49 video
I'm still going thru the last of my training for the academy just incase the tables get turned on me. My facilitator thinks its important ot know what to do if my handcuffs and shackles are used against me and on me before i start my road patrol on my motorcycle. I am handcuffed behind my back, my ankles are shackled and are then connected with another pair of hinged cuffs. I am in a hogtie but with metal cuffs essentially. The keys are thrown on the ground as it is my job to escape from them before the bad guy returns. I remain calm and eventually unlock my ankle cuffs but then try very hard to unlock my wrist handcuffs but I am unable to find the hole for the keys. I consider this a fail but the bad guy wont find me, since i am able to run away luckily but my hands remain useless to me. Training isn't over just yet, so stay tuned for more training escape challenges just incase the tables get turned on me.
13:16 video
I am wearing very shiny thick golden tights and a unique one piece unitard as this is Golden Guardians new uniform. Since she is out of practice at fighting crime, she has been captured and tied up. She has no idea when the villain will return and must try to escape this peril. The rope has her very tightly balltied and unable to move much at all other than in circles. Once she falls to her side, it is very difficult to get back upright but this allows some of the ropes to give just slightly as she struggles and tries to loosen any and all of the ropes. Her slick tights allow for the rope to slip just enough to get the escape under way. Luckily she does get the ropes off her superhero body without the badman returning as she takes a breather laying in the ropes she escaped from before getting the heck out of there to refresh her "how not to get caught" training.
11:27 video
Its a hot summer day here in Florida and being in the water is the only way to stay cool. I decide that sitting inside a small inflatable pool inside the big pool is just how I'm going to relax (or so i think) to blow up several tie dye balloons using my mouth and my own hot air. I love how colorful these balloons are and when they expand and stretch bigger, the colors get even better. After I blow up a few, i realize these balloons do not want to stay inside my inflatable with me and the breeze begins to make them escape my lap as they float around the pool. Luckily I have several stored in my bikini bottoms. Once I realize keeping them in captivity is impossible, i must get out of my pool float and swim around to retrieve them before they pop. Some pop due to the sharp edge of the pool, others i find and put in the pool as i swim around trying to capture them. Geesh, here I thought this would be a nice relaxing floating blow up experience. I was far from from right...now I am even more determined to show these loons who the boss is. Stay tuned for my revenge on the runaway balloons.
5:31 video
I am tightly hogtied in a pink leather halter top, a short booty skirt, barefoot, on the ground, gagged, blindfolded and struggling. I have no idea where I am, what is going on or what will happen next. I struggle on the ground unable to see so I struggle carefully. The next thing I know, I get picked up by 2 men and put in the back of a pickup truck. I am left to struggle some more. I eventually am able to slide off the bandana blindfold but this does not help my peril at all. I still am unable to escape but only struggle around the bed of the truck in my hogtied bondage. I mpph, I moan, I get angry, I am fearful but i certainly don't fall out of the truck in my struggles, thankfully. Eventually the 2 evil men come back a decide to Z"get this bitch out of here" as they get in the truck and start the engine. There is nothing I can do but go along for the hogtied ride but my eyes show fear and unknowing to say the least. Stay tuned for what happens to me next to where ever this truck ride takes me.
20:15 video
I am walking thru a clearing in the woods when I spot a tent and a hear noise coming from it, sounds like something needs help but when I see its Carissa hogtied, barefoot and ballgagged, I definitely am not unhappy about my find. Little does she know just how much I like bare feet and a bound woman. I lead her to believe I will help her but I am in no hurry to unbind her, nor does she know I dont plan on untying her very tightly tied ankles or wrists at all. I do get a great view and touch of her feet, natural not painted toes, and fingers. I untie her hogtie to give her hope in freedom and I even ungag her as we hear her story. She has been tied like this in the tent all night as she was robbed and left to suffer here in the middle of no where. She is very grateful to see me and I her. I continue to touch her very soft feet but she soon starts demanding I untie her completely and I really dont want to hear it. I shove the ballgag back in her mouth making her to drool all over the tent floor. I then have her struggle so I she can help me help her as I place her Sperry slide on shoes back on her feet and have her hop and hop with her ankles and wrists still bound, to my car quite a distance away so I can get her out of here. She gag talks and I keep her upright as she hops thru the field. I then have her sit on the back of the trunk and slide her in on her belly to then retie her hogtie rope insisting that she must stay safe as I transport her. This is the only way to make sure she will be ok. We watch her struggle and get nice close ups of her again bare feet and hands. I close the trunk and we hear her scream thru her gag as she finally realizes I am not here to help her but to continue her peril but in my own personal manner.
14:56 video
Spyder Fayth is stretching when her assistant thinks its time for more training in a unique challenging unexpected manner. Pantyhose are thrown at her as Spyder Fayth starts to put them on the correct way but the assistant demands otherwise. She is to put both legs into one of the pantyhose legs then both her arms into another leg, not only mummifying her but also restraining her at the same time. This proves to be a bit more challenge than the idea so assistance steps in to assist with getting the pantyhose on and over and covering Spyder Fayth. Then another pair, then another pair, and why not..another pair is pretty harshly and adamantly pushed and shoved over Spyder Fayth. In the end, Spyder Fayth is totally covered over her Spyder Fayth spandex costume, covered, barely able to see, and movement is very minimal. The mission is to escape this nylon webbing but it it way harder than you can imagine with the arms very tightly stuck above her head, legs stuck together and just all around bound in this mummification / encasement peril. After struggling around as much as possible for as long as she can, Spyder Fayth realized she has been defeated by 4 pantyhose. Who would've thought she would or could be doomed by such means of bondage, certainly not superhero Spyder Fayth.
8:03 video
You left me here in the woods wearing only my Bra and panties and my pantyhose. We were about to get frisky but as soon as I took my dress off, you ran off with it, leaving me here stranded in the middle of the woods. Luckily you left me with exactly what i needed to keep me happy and content, and maybe even with a way to call for help. I have a cigarette, lighter, and a bag of balloons. I mean, what more does a girl need when stuck in the woods in her underpants? So I decide to blow up several colorful balloon, tie them off, and use my cigarette to pop them all while the cigarette stays in my mouth. I even blow in a few exhales of my smoke into the balloon before tying it off. Once it pops, the smoke instantly escapes making it even more fun to watch. There's nothing like balloon popping therapy especially when you left me here to be hopefully be helped by possible strangers by the noise of my louding bursting balloon noises. I mean, who wouldn't help a damsel out just wearing her bra and panties?
8:59 video
Carissa approached me weeks prior and showed me a piece of artwork created by Gummineer asking me if I could make this happen in reality to her. We discussed a few things, agreed that there's a reason why cartoons are not human and that not everything in this image is possible but I agreed to try my best in turning this piece of work into a reality with her body.
This video has no rigging in it, ONLY of Carissa being very very efficiently gagged with a huge scarf that is fully stuffed in her mouth and a white cloth tightly covering it over her mouth that is pulled into a knot behind her head. I have a bit of fun with the control I have of her answers. I then realized it is so tight that I can't even get a grip of it to adjust it. Wow, what a tight gag and quiet Carissa. Now all you hear is me talking a bit as I take pictures of her helpless bound, tightly tied, vulnerable, spread bound breasts situation that she asked me to do to her. As much as I love Gummineers cartoon art, I'm pretty sure I prefer Carissa as my living piece of art and especially with the lovely gagged noises she makes.
You watch as I walk around and take snapshots before I decide to leave her here, as I grab her clothing and walk away as you watch as she moans and hums thru her gag. She really does look great in this art in the middle of nowhere. I might come back and save her if you dont first.
9:44 video
Its been many years since I have experienced a popping balloon beneath me under water. I remember enjoying it as I tell you about my previous experience and how it helped a friend that was scared of popping, not be so scared. I already have balloons blow up and tied off, now its time to pop this fun collection of different colors, sizes, and textures. I have an above water camera and a below water camera to capture all angles and my reaction and the awesome bubbles the balloons create when they burst beneath me. I cant help but giggle and laugh with each pop. Some are more difficult to burst than others, but i make them all explode nomatter what it takes. The stretching neck, the durability of some, the sensation is all amazing. The bubbles feel so good floating over my thighs, sweat spot and my belly. I recommend trying this yourself as I know I will be doing this again soon.
11:31 video
I've always wanted a marionette puppet as I try to make one with the hammock but realize it wont work and my dear friend Knotty Guy offers to make me into one. We transition to a body harness, then add small twine that he insists will work to finish the process of making me into a puppet. I show hesitation on trusting the rope but he has not dropped me yet, so what the heck. I test the ropes and pull my legs up happily. I cant believe I am now marionette and its time to play. This task is much harder than I anticipated as I try to test every movement I possibly can do including flips as i do get stuck upside down but soon put my muscles to the test and flip over. My black sheer catsuit and my lace thigh high boots and red ballgag are what all marionettes should wear, right? I breath heavy as I keep pulling my personal puppet strings as I challenge myself to 1 more flip as I think my 1st round of marionette training was a huge success.