11:01 video
The answer to the universe and everything in between is 42 so why not destroy that answer and figure out the question.
I am finally done spending hours and hours inflating 42 balloons, altho as seen in prior parts of this big heart print balloon inflating process, likely more than 70 were inflated but many accidentally popped in the process.
Finally and luckily there are 42 amazing blown up, inflated, expanded and tied off 24" heart printed red balloons ready for me. I am naked, happy and excited to celebrate this occasion with so many big and a few smaller balloons surrounding me. I must smoke a cigarette and happily use the hot cherry of the smoke to pop as many as it will allow until I am done inhaling and exhaling the smoke. You sit back and quiver in fear from each pop as I fearlessly have the cig in between my lips and hold each balloon to the hot cherry until it bursts in my face sending the shards flying and smoke wafting.
My smile is genuine and priceless as I watch your reaction. Its quite addicting to watch you and luckily i have many more to pop right in front of you. I use my fingers to pop some and I take a bite out of the last few loons as I bite 2 pop them with a big smile seeing the shards fly as I spit out the little pieces of exploded loon that stay on my mouth w every bite2pop. KoD pops are my favorite and 1 cigarette sure pops most of them but of course no matter how these loons are destroyed, the shards make me the happiest as does your reaction. You cant look away but want too, You cant stop watching me pop your inflated stash of 42 balloons even tho you are scared shitless. I am your fearless balloon popping queen and don't you forget it! Now its time for you to clean up this mess and blow up more balloons so I can see your fear & excitement of popping again and again.
9:45 video
I'm hanging out in the woods waiting for you. Once you walk up to my van, I smile since I have the greatest idea. No walk, no dip in the river but why don't you use this rope and tie me up and see if I can escape? I mean, that's what one does in the middle of the woods along a river, right? Nobody is around, nobody can hear me or help me so why not tie me up and watch me struggle? Next thing you know, I'm bound in brilliant red nylon rope while wearing tight yoga pants with a leopard print thong lingerie one piece. My favorite tan desert black laced canvas boots really don't help my escape process. My ass slowly but surely peaks out more and more from my yoga pants the more I struggle. I wiggle my legs as much as it takes to loosen the ropes from my legs, I then maneuver the rope from over my head giving me more freedom with every minute and struggling movement.
You just stand back and watch from outside as I struggle to free myself from the bondage in the back of my converted van but as you realize I am getting closer and closer to escaping, you change the plan and shut the doors with my verbal hesitation and shock of what you are doing. You hop in the driver seat while I am still bound and struggling as you start driving. I ask where you are taking me, but silence is the answer. I decide to keep on loosening the ropes nomatter what since I have no idea where you are taking me. I finally manage to squeeze and pull my wrists from this tight double column tie and finish removing the ropes from my body. The van is still moving but I don't care, its time I show you the repercussions of trying to drive away with me tied up in my own van.
24:00 video
This entire process of trying to inflate all 55 balloons took hours upon hours but finally this is the last step of inflating the rest of these suckers with an air compressor. I have removed my blouse leaving me in just my bra and tight black pants as it is getting warm out. I see you agree as I see sweat starting to bead on your forehead. Are you nervous, scared or simply unsure since you have no idea what I will do next or if there will be another surprise accidental pop. I definitely see the light at the end of this hopefully no more accidental pops inflation process. These loons have been in my stash for too long an their endurance show it. There are accidental pops galore therefor my goal of 55 balloons at the beginning with lots of "replacements" turn into just over 40 loons successfully blown up and tied off. I struggle with tying these huge thick necks but in the end, I win and all the loons I have here on this outdoor porch are blown up and pretty and ready to play with BUT don't pop any. That's my job but not just yet. Be patient my dear, that will happen in due time. I do not want anymore to pop until I am ready.
10:40 video
Its finally that time of day or week, as time is nothing but darkness beneath this sensory deprivation hood. The chains and shackles attached to my wrists and ankles and neck are a constant reminder that I am not in control. My trainer decides that its time for me to be caged in an outdoor setting so I can get some vitamin D from the sun altho its quite cold out, since I have been locked up in a chilly storage container for days, with no clothing except for the boots on the feet and the leather hood tightly laced over my head, eyes, ears and mouth.
Once I'm locked into this cage, I blindly explore the metal barrier and use the chain used as my leash to discover my obstacles. I find a nice place to sit but I cant sit still long as I need to explore and be on my feet while I have the chance before being locked back up in the cold metal container. I use my hands to feel the chain link fence, feeling that there is no escape. I don't speak as its not allowed, I don't run, as the shackles prevent that and I simply realize my position and simply move by naked submissive body around while I have the chance. I have no concept of time only space and that is hard to realize but I certainly try.
Eventually I am lead from the cage back to my captivity into the dark cold place I am to lay my head and naked vulnerable body until told otherwise.
11:04 video
As I make my way on my hike I realized miles ago, I have not seen a trail marker but luckily I see a man on his property so I hop his fence and make my way to go see if he knows where the trail has gone. As he speaks and tells me he has no idea what I'm talking about, I ask him for a piece of duct tape to help fix my pack as I have a newly acquired hole in the bottom of it. Since rain is expected I really need to fix this and all it will take is a small piece of duct tape.
Luckily this stranger man has an entire roll of duct tape. Once I have my pack fixed, Mr. Stranger man decides to tape up a few loose ends of his own. The next thing I know I am hogtied with duct tape in the back of his truck. He tightly wrapped duct tape around my ankles, my knees, my thighs, my wrist and my chest. My mouth is covered with several layers of tape thats wrapped tightly around my head. He then decides to go for a drive with me hogtaped in the back of his truck as I'm sure he can hear me and my complaints as this is not what was supposed to happen. All I wanted to do was fix my pack. He then backs into an area and stands back and watches me struggle in the tight tape hog tie that he put me in. I try to get defensive and grab my trekking pole with my bound feet to ward him off. I do not know what I was thinking or what good I thought this trekking pole would do for me but he then closes the truck bed gate and goes for another drive watching as I struggle on this hard surface and worst case scenario for a hiker that lost trail. Once I realize what I have to do I get to work. I somehow managed to loosen my arms from being taped to my body and squeeze my wrists out of my wrist bondage and work on loosening all the other tape found around my body. He then backs into a location as I continue to frantically escape my binds. I succeed at hurriedly escape with a bit of challenge to loosen my ankle tape. I run away in panic leaving my trail runner sneakers, 1 sock, my poles and even my pack behind.
16:05 video
My pile of deflated 24-in heart printed balloons is decreasing in size as I have blown up many by mouth and many by air compressor. I decide to take my green silk blouse off & enjoy the fresh air on my skin as you get a view of my bra and tight pants instead. Now it's time to use my hand pump to inflate some more & and work up a sweat. My arms get very adequate exercise by doing so much pumping and stroking and making air go into each balloon. Once again there are accidental pops as I am hand pumping several but luckily there's more balloons that wish to be inflated and tied off to wait. They are willing and capable till I'm ready to choose what happens to them. This is one of my favorite hand pumps. I have used to invite balloons as it not only efficiently inflates balloons but also gives my arms great exercise to show you just how much endurance I have doing a similar action but again we don't want to wear out my arms from all this hand pump action. So let's finish inflating the rest of the balloons in my deflated pile with the handy dandy compressor so I can give my body a rest as I know you're going to put it through the ringer later once we play with all of these blown up & tied off & knotted balloons.
10:02 video
I have been captive in this storage container every night for weeks now and I have learned that I only get one fresh air break a day. I don't know where I'm at nor can I see since I have a leather laced Hood tightly tied & strapped covering my entire head. The only means of air is a tiny hole at my mouth. My ears, my eyes, and even my nose are thoroughly covered by the sensory deprivation Hood. The storage unit container noisily opens as my chain that's attached to my collar is grabbed as I am blindly leaded for a walk in the woods. I grabbed the chain that's attached to my my collar to help keep my balance as I don't know where I'm stepping or what is ahead. Other than the hood that keeps me from seeing and breathing heavy, I am only wearing socks and boots. Otherwise my wrists are cuffed and chained together. My ankles are also cuffed and chained together and shackled making walking a bit more difficult than normal. I am led to a dog cage and then back out as you can watch the security camera footage of me being in the cage soon to be released. Once my caged fresh air time is over, I am LED out of the outdoor confinement and slowly and blindly LED back to where I am kept majority of the day and every night in the pitch Black darkness until I am allowed to have my fresh air break in the sun tomorrow.
17:01 video
I have many more balloons to inflate of the 55 that I have set my goal to be blown up and tied off. I decide to use an air compressor to continue my mission. Little do I expect these balloons to have so many blemishes and such attitude as several prematurely and accidentally pop in my inflation process and I can't help but giggle knowing that they have chosen to pop sooner than later by my own wrath but by their own wrath instead. The shards make me happy but I want to be in control of blowing them up and tying them off and not watching them go into shards just yet. But the consequences of having a pile of balloons that have been waiting for me to blow them up for months and months have shown me that I must blow my balloons up much more often. Even after several accidental pops and my number of balloons decreasing available to me, I will not give up as more and more balloons surround me that are blown up and tied off. Although knotting the necks is a challenge and I try all the ways to keep the air inside w patience. Luckily not 1 balloon pops while i try to tie off any of them. All the loons that surround me are waiting for me to decide what to do with them as you sit back and watch as my smile gets bigger and bigger with the more balloons that surround me.
9:39 video
What I thought was going to be a lovely riverside date with my boyfriend, turned out to be anything but that as I find myself bound to a tree calling for help to the first person to hear me. Hours after i was left tied to this awkward leaning tree, a silent stranger decides to enjoy nature's beauty. Here I am hollering for a bit of assistance. He makes his way slowly to me as I ask for help to untie my wrists from this tree. He doesn't speak and he also takes moments to enjoy the view of the rivers edge. My mouth doesn't stop asking and pleading for assistance as he just walks around me and watches as I struggle in any which way shape and form around this tree that I am stuck to. The silent stranger man decides to pull my yoga pants down below my ass to reveal a sexy piece of lingerie underneath my outdoor clothing. As I explain that I expected to have a sexy date with my boyfriend, but he decided to leave me bound to a tree and alone at in the middle of the woods instead. I must be talking too much and asking for too much help as his hand is clamped over my mouth so he can enjoy the sounds of nature and not just my words of helplessness. Once he is done walking around me and watching me tied to a tree struggling and begging him to untie the knot that I just out of reach. He slowly walks away to leave me right where he found me tied to a tree in the middle of nature with nobody around. Here's to hoping somebody else visits this park and maybe they will help release my binds. Until then, i guess I have no choice but to enjoy nature and the feeling of rope tied around my wrists with my ass fully exposed. I hope I am not mistaken for bait of sort for man or bear:)
17:01 video
I have been wanting to blow up and inflate many balloons for months. I finally have the chance and the perfect environment to do so. So, let's enjoy this inflation process that takes much more effort and time than expected, but nonetheless, let's begin inflating 55 balloons.
I introduce my situation while sliding strappy high heals onto my bare feet while wearing skin tight black pants and a lovely light green silk blouse.
I start by using my mouth to inflate as many as my lips will allow. I begin by blowing up smaller balloons and tying them off in my outdoor red cushion controlled environment with nothing to listen to but my mouth blowing up balloons and the nature around me & a periodic surprise too. Once I start blowing up the bigger 24-in balloons, I realize many of them have blemishes. A few of them do not wish for me to blow them up until I tie them off, but decide to pop prematurely while I inflate them with my lips & mouth and lung power. Not only does one big balloon prematurely pop but several as they simply do not want to deal with my wrath in the end but are too weak to deal with even getting fully inflated and tied off. I find it humorous after a few pop but in the end I do manage to inflate and blow up and tie off many balloons before my lips need a break as I'm sure we need them to work later for something more sexy and more physical. Stay tuned for more unexpected challenges of blowing 55 balloons.
8:00 video
I am scouting out a new neighborhood to try and expand my portfolio of places and land for sale. I swear I saw a for sale sign for this property but what I didn't see was the No Trespassing sign. I walk on the property and ask the country man if I can look around his property so I can get a better idea what it may be worth and to offer him top dollar. Little did I know, I wouldn't make it too far onto his property when he ensured I wouldn't snoop any further. I find myself very efficiently electrical taped to the pole barn post. I verbally try to persuade him to untape me and I will see myself off his property and pay more attention to posted placards. He just keep looking at me in my peril and seemingly ignoring my words as he wraps more black sticky tape around my head and between my teeth into a very tight cleave gag. You watch and listen as I struggle as my legs wiggling together makes for sounds that only bound pantyhose clad legs make. The gag still allows me to plead for release but instead, he tapes a vibrator between my legs and over my dress as he watched me moan and groan and be his very own pole-barn decoration until he sees fit. It looks like I might be here a while as there is no words just constant staring and gawking at my bound vibrating situation.
7:06 video
This is one of my favorite ways to show someone how to tie or tape me up and not have them in the video. I can guide them, tell them tighter, more tape, add a gag, and well, did I say, more tape?
I told them I do not like pink, so of course they used pink duct tape on my legs and the rest was up to them on where they put the tape but I did suggest my arms be taped to my body since i know electrical tape is a bit stretchy. Tho I have used bondage tape in the past, never has it been used in an escape challenge, so i didn't object altho i kinda knew the outcome as soon as it was being wrapped around my body. If it was duct-tape, i do wonder if the outcome would've been the same. They were a bit smart and taped my fingers together but again, electrical tape is stretchy and I am stubborn so there's that.
I definitely love micro-foam tape, especially over my mouth with the shadows of my lips still seen.
Lets just say, I will be challenging them to another escape challenge and hopefully they listen when I say, add more tape:) Maybe, just maybe they will be able to keep me their captive just a bit longer.
I think its my turn to show you just how to use tape and keep from escaping.
12:34 video
Its been 2 years since I have attended FetishCon and I have lots of feelings and smiles and excitement to share with you. I don't get in model mode nearly as often as I am hiking in the woods and enjoying nature but its time to get girly. I had my toes, nails, & eyelashes done, now its time to shave and get smooth for whomever may brush up against my legs and receive a consensual foot rub and massage of my calves or even get lucky enough to please me even more with my clean shaven girly bits. I tell you about how my gigs have changed drastically from being tied up again and again decades ago to now, not having any gigs where I even get tied up but am the rigger and top for all my scheduled appointments this wknd. Oh how time has changed my ways and the lovely freedom to get tied off camera and simply enjoy the rope without worrying about pushing record or acting either. This will be an amazing year, my 18th Fetishcon in 20 years.
13:37 video
slave lewis was early to our day together of him serving me as I feel fit so instead of having him wait in the other room while I shower, why not ensure he is properly taped up, gagged and blindfolded while I tend to washing my hair, shaving my legs, armpits and lady bits. I throw my towel over his head and if he does as he should, my towel should remain dry and even warmed by his bound body and head. I talk with him a bit reminding him of a few situations we have been in in prior years. So many fun times with him bound with many many more to come! Lets just try not to have the cops called or lose my phone or drop the handcuff key or have a furry helplessly involve himself with our scene:) Good times, great gagged bound times!
7:35 video
I've been on the road for several days and what better treat than a stay at a hotel with endless hot water, A proper bed and a roof that isnt tent material or my van roof. I'm having my morning coffee as I strip out of my clothing to get ready for this day of several more hours of driving across the country. I ask you to wipe your own glasses if they get too foggy from watching me shower but you seem to have that under control today as I get myself wet and add shampoo and wash my hair, rinse it out then add conditioner and let it sink in while I wash the rest of my body off and get it all soapy and clean. I decide not to shave today, but nonetheless having you in the bathroom with me watching me shower is as much fun for me as it is for you. Here's to a great day. Will you join me tonight for another shower please?
9:06 video
I have lewis taped up and immobile. He is bound with lots of duct tape to include it wrapped around his mouth and eyes so he isn't able to see what is to come next. All I know is its been a while that I last masturbated and lewis is in the perfect position to sit on and use as my personal furniture while I use my Hitachi magic wand and orgasm several times. Of course I throw in a few ass spankings to remind him he is a tool for my entertainment purposes only and a mighty fine chair to sit on as well. All he can do is umphh thru his many layers of ducttape gag. He cant wiggle his limbs as they too are very stuck to the ottomans legs. His bare ass is available to spank at any time. Once I orgasm once, there is several more to come as once is never enough. I use his ass and back as many ways I can as a warm chair to cum on. Ahhh, this is how it should be. No Goddess should have to sit on a cold chair, but a human bound chair instead to bring herself pleasure. Don't you agree?
11:04 video
I really need my hurt thumb to be looked at by a medical professional and since its after-hours, this is the only Dr office I could find that was open and had an opening for me to come in. I am told right away its a self pay only clinic that no insurance is accepted. I hope I have enough to pay for this office visit as I really need my thumb examined.
I am told to disrobe and strip and remove all my clothing. I am very hesitant, especially when there are no paper gowns or even paper on the exam table to sit on. I suppose its my only choice if I want to see a Dr. I slowly and hesitantly strip after the nurse leaves the room. I look around at all the strange devices that are on the cart beside the gyno table. All I need is my thumb to be looked at and wrapped but little do I realize is the form of paying for my treatment comes in another form. After the Dr leaves, my thumb is very sloppily wrapped, my legs and feet are duct taped to the stirrups and I am laying there in shock and aw with shiny liquid oozing down my inner thighs. I now know what the tools on the cart are used for and im grateful the Dr used lube. WOW, well, at least my visit has been brought to zero balance and my thumb has been tended too. Now its time to remove the tape holding my legs to the metal stirrups and loosen the tape bondage holding my barefeet to the cold metal foot holders. I don't want to take my time to get redressed so I quickly grab the Dr.s white medical jacket and pile my clothes and boots in my arms and get the heck out of this clinic before they say I still have a balance due. I'm not sure what else they could do, but i'm not going to wait and find out.
11:04 video
I have been asked if I can escape a brutally tight elbow crushing, gagged, blindfolded hogtie. The first step is to find a friend to help tie me as such, which apparently is a challenge on its own. Once my rigger was procured 1000+ miles away, then I can only hope they are willing to help me film this experience and not shake the camera or breath heavy for that matter.
Once I am very secured on his dining room table and I cant see anything but darkness and my arms very tightly secured behind me and my mouth unable to close due to the red ballgag in my mouth. I begin this lil escape challenge. First goal is to loosen the elbow rope then the rest of the rope should just slip off. Ha, now that's the funny part. I barely can even move my hands, arms, body, mouth but i totally can wiggle my barefeet and moan and grunt trying to simply endure, not escape this tight hogtie.
My struggle space is limited and I cant see, so I am careful not to roll over on my side and fall off the table so I simply move and struggle any body parts that can move.
I try and I try but its seems the rope around my elbows and everywhere else for that matter is glued to my body and not budging, altho I will say I give it my best shot, even if not one loose end of the rope is made to happen. I simply struggle the best I can and endure this brutal hogtie the best I can.
There's no escaping unless you help me, simple as that!
11:13 video
Its mid winter in warm and sunny Florida, so why not wear a barely there silk rope and sit on a pile of large lime rocks and have some balloon fun. I have some very pretty tye-dye colored balloons and no plans other than knowing I must blow them up to pop them. The rest of the story is all ad-lib and unplanned.
I blow these lovely loons up, one at a time and show you my favorite techniques to burst each of them after I am happy with how inflated I get each of them. They are thinner material than the typical double dipped tye-dye loons, in-turn making them a bit easier to blow and then pop too.
I use my teeth to bite to pop one loon, My sharp long red finger nails to pop another. I show you just how strong my thighs are by squeezing the loon until it cant take my thighs wrath any more and of course since these loons are super user friendly, I decide to blowtopop the last loon.
I really hope to find more colorful balloons like this again. They really knew what their job description included and becoming shards was definitely part of it and helped start my day off perfectly on this warm winter day in Florida.
7:16 video
I really love when straps are used to bind me. They can be pulled very tight and undone very fast if needed. Altho, they are very unforgiving and hard to escape as I simply just cant learn my lesson, so i just keep trying. This time Sophia Mae joins me in this mission or well, fun 2 girl ball-tie. We are both blindfolded and ballgagged and bound back to back in identical straps, or so it looks. We struggle and gagtalk a lot. I try to understand what predicament she is in without seeing her. I didn't know she was bound the same way I was, and the way she somehow managed to loosen the straps around her body and not be so stuck like I was the entire time befuddles me. I cant move, I cant get my wrists undone, i cant move my legs. I can only move my lips around the ballgag and my bare toes. Sophia takes on the Houdini role and just keeps on loosening and gradually getting out of the straps, with me just gag laughing and in disbelief as I have no idea how she did it. I ask her for help once her hands are free and we remove our wrist cuffs and our gags to then ponder our next perilous fun bondage games.
13:09 video
I have been looking at this elastic colorful string since finishing up my Burningman necklaces, knowing I wanted to wrap it around my face. Finally I have the chance to do just that. I don't know what to expect but i do know or well, think it will look cool. I must hold the one end in my mouth, instantly gagging me, not allowing me to open my teeth in order for me to begin wrapping this elastic around my face and head. I wrap and I wrap and i manage to talk using only my lips the entire time, no matter how many times I wrap my face. The more wraps, the more deformed my face becomes. My lips, my cheeks, my ears, my eyes all take shapes like I've never seen before but I don't stop wrapping until it starts hurting and burning. Of course I keep wrapping altho I realize I could have wrapped many more layers IF i didn't stretch the string as hard as I did but nonetheless, i wrap and I wrap until I almost cant take it anymore and my face looks as strange shaped as ever. The string is digging in so much everywhere. I manage to rip the touch cord and finish the end and let you look at my face art as I feel the texture of my face. The bulging of skin places that it shouldn't be, the deformity that I know is there but cant see but only feel is amazing. Once the burning pain becomes too intolerable, I begin the more painful process of unwrapping the cord. I realized at this point, i really should be supervised when doing my "genius ideas" but i am not and i must not panic. I can cant see and if i loose the end of the string, i know i cant just rip the string nor do i have a scissors. I go faster and faster to unwrap my throbbing head and also feel the pinching of the elastic on my face with every wrap on done. WOW, I am very relieved I was able to escape my own face bondage. Now I am super intrigued at my bondage marks all over my face. What an amazing piece of ephemeral art that will never happen again in this exact form. These marks actually took hours to diminish. AND yes, I'd do this again, maybe with supervision, maybe not;)
28:43 video
I have been asked to show what type of tape gags are my favorite and explain why. Well, of course, its not that easy and I love taking on challenges. I didn't know I was going to do this story time in the middle of the woods, all by myself with hopefully nobody around, bear or man, but what better time to test out how each gag keep me from screaming for help and not really be helped. I mean, hoping i don't need help, hoping.
I first tell you how I feel about tape gags and how I feel each are effective. Some work better with mouth stuffing, others, just not needed. Some I love how my lip shape comes thru the tape and others, I simply don't want to drool and stuffing helps with that.
Some tape is sticker than others and doesn't feel good coming off, others leave a residue behind, as you will see with the electrical tape. I really love seeing my lips thru the clear packing tape I wrap around my head. My lips are spread around a big stuffing I shoved in my own mouth to ensure it was an effective gag and no screaming is heard, near or far IF I had to.
I gag talk thru each gag and explain how it feels, works and looks and stays while I gagtalk. My eyes tell you I'm having a great time, even tho you do catch me looking around to ensure nothing or nobody is around but this doesn't stop me from gagging myself very efficiently and effectively with many strips of duct-tape, black stretchy tape, and micro-foam tape. I really enjoy telling you all about each, before, during and reiterate my gagged words after I remove the tape gags, just incase you didnt understand me while gagged.
I have more tape, but I don't want to push my limits on just how long nobody will be around and either help or hinder my weekend camping fun. Would you help me or ensure I actually did keep my hands behind my back and keep me gagged the rest of the weekend?
13:02 video
Here is a rare moment I am so happy to share with you.
In all my escape challenges, its always a man that i'm challenging to tie me up and betting I can escape. This time, I have a woman willing to take on my 2 penny bet.
Sophia Mae has seen how my bets work and well, she has learned I am not one to pay my bets so instead of agreeing to 2 pennies, she proposes that IF I do not escape, I then must accept the slink. I didn't know what a slink was or is until she explains in the introduction. Lets just say, I am pretty determined to get the heck out of whatever bondage she puts me in as this slink is very intimidating and is intended for a part of my body that just isn't up for that challenge either.
I end up very well bound with straps, cuffs, wrapped hands, chains and locks all over and even a rubber ducky gag that squeaks with my jaws movement. I have no idea how I will escape but I don't have much time to spare as I bet her I can escape in 10 minutes, altho i really should stop putting a time limit on my self as this actually matters in this case. There is more at risk than just 2 pennies this time, so much more.
I eventually get the ducky gag out of my mouth, I somehow manage to get my hands unwrapped from the tightly wrapped ace wrap and then since she did change the game a bit as she raised the key that was dangling right above my head at the beginning, making it very difficult to retrieve with my ankles still locked in straps. I eventually reach it and somehow get it down to hurry up and unlock the cuffs and leg bondage she put me in. The timer goes off just as i'm undoing the last of my binds.
I think she cheated since she moved the keys in mid scene. I still surprised myself I was able to escape this pretty strict and elaborate bondage but did I escape in time?
I think so, but I grab the slink and run, just in case. There's no way I will let this long alien looking toy anywhere near me, or inside me. wow, NO just no!
20:06 video
I haven't played with my hand-pump in some time and I am in need of a sexy arm workout too so what better time than to inflate some balloons in my red lingerie. I have a little pile of my balloon stash that are all shapes, colors, shapes and sizes and I cant pick which to blow up so I decide to do a blind draw to see which are the lucky ones to be inflated and expanded for my pleasure. I do choose not to inflate a few as I pick them for reasons mentioned and I also seem to pick some of my favorite balloons that are see-thru and oh so pretty colors. I really love being able to see you thru the inflated and tied off balloons. My smile gets bigger and bigger the more loons I blow up with my hand pump. I use my feet to hold the pump, my legs to hold the balloons still and my arms to make them bigger and bigger before tying them off for later use. I really should use this handpump more often as I really enjoy the sights and sounds it creates and it saves my lips for other fun things too. Now, lets see if we can play with them without popping any, shall we?