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22:41 video
I have been challenged to see if I can handle the pallet of doom or well, the pallet of cum. I am secured to this pallet in a way that only my arms can move a bit but otherwise, I am very stuck and bound and helpless and at your and the hitachi mercy.
I am bent over in a doggy style position, arms and legs, ankles and thighs all secured tightly to this devious wooden device of doom with leather straps, locks, hardware, zip-ties and more. My ass and vagina are helplessly vulnerable. A vibrating hitachi is rigged to not move but only stay vibrating against my pussy the entire time. My mouth is shoved full of a leather ball-gag head harness and its secured so my head is made to stay looking up and neck pulled back. I try to struggle, but you only see my arms move enough to hear the chains clang and move as my hands clench and unclench. Nothing else is mobile and everything is stuck and vulnerable and held in place as you listen to me moan and moan as I do not know when the Hitachi will be turned off or when I will be released. I have no choice but to endure and cum and feel the restraints on my limbs, mouth, and the 110 powered hitachi on my pussy. I move my hips and thrust up and down to not escape but have the vibrator do even more to my vulnerable lady bits.
15:25 video
These woods are only for Mistress's but when we are lucky, submissive's are released to these and surrounding woods for us to track, hunt and enjoy all while enjoying a nice hike in the woods of the Pacific North West. You better home I find you before the bigger creatures of these woods do. Well, I suppose it depends what I do to you in these lovely woods. I sneak up on you in my stealth mode facemask and hair cover and tight clothing.
You are ignorant to my presents until I pounce. Of course I have what I need to keep you put and still and helpless too. Yes, Its me, the one and only Fayth On Fire that caught you and that will keep you!!!
I use almost an entire roll of duct tape to secure you to a tree, as you look at me with pitty and pleads of mercy in your eyes, but I have devious, evil grin on my features. This makes me happy as you are taped securely to the tree but I'm not done with you. I wrap several length of rope around you and the tree to ensure you are helpless and unable to move a limb. I seduce you with my blue eyes, my sensual but very stern tone. Once I'm happy with how you look tightly pressed against that tree by means of tape and rope. Of course you cant talk either as ducttape is securing your mouth shut with many many layers over your lips.
I then decide to join you so we both can hear what nature is saying and not your umphs or my words of authority. I lower my face covering and vary effectively fill my mouth with an entire bandana. I wrap my lips around it as it works its way behind my teeth filling every crevice of my mouth. I slowly place several large and wide pieces of silver duct tape over my mouth packing to ensure it doesn't go anywhere, keeping me from making a peep too. Though I do gag talk a few words to you. Once I am done gagging myself, I roll my face covering back over my packed and taped mouth covering my gagged mouth. Leaving both you and I silent and only able to speak with our eyes.
I decide I am not done with my hike, so I let you bound and gagged to the tree, my mouth covered and gagged and I continue my hike but this time in silence and happy knowing I have met my hunting quota and you will be right there when and if I return from my lil jaunt in the woods of the PNW.
8:01 video
I finally get a break after several hours over looking all the people swimming, laughing, screaming, and being obnoxious with their cannonball splashes at me and the "Hey Lifeguard this, Hey Lifeguard that" I need a break away from all that ruckus and commotion. I make my way to the rivers edge down river. Nobody knows of this lil path, there's no way anybody else knows of this spot.
I take off my sweatshirt, my fannypack bum-bag waist bag, my whistle, leaving me in just my white men cotton tank top and and my short short work shorts.
I finally can sit in silence ...ahh, when I hear you coming. I really insist you leave me be and find somewhere else to swim. This place is off limits. You get closer but you don't say a word and it really is creeping me out. You crawl over thorns and brush to slowly inch your way closer to me as I have no place to go but plead.
Turns out you just wanted to enjoy the outdoors your way and wanted this spot too but with a writhing lifeguard to watch along the waters edge. You watch from above the steep drop where I am wiggling, struggling, and mpphing thru a red ball gag on a sharp limb beneath me. I end up dropping both of my sandals from my feet and really in a lot of pain, the way you bound my forearms to the tree limb on each side of me doesn't allow for unfelt struggling. This allows you to watch silently with a smile with no major worries of a quick escape. I do manage to slide the very tight ropes off one wrist then i untie my legs and other wrist as I remove my ball-gag. You continue to watch but slowly backing up knowing, seeing, realizing you may have tied up the most spicy lifeguard on duty.
I don't submit in fear or exhaustion to what just happened, but I am about to get my revenge. I will catch you! Now Slow Down!!!
Next time, tie me tighter and bring your fishin rod and you can go Fishin with Fayth.
24:39 video
Previously Posted as Part 1 & Part 2 separately
Presenting Fayth as Ultra Girl. Its time she visits the land of the lair and tries to find the devious villains that have been causing lots of mischief for many other UG's. I finally find their hangout as I make my way thru the deep woods of Florida. They are just about to leave their woods covered hangout when Fayth aka Ultra Girl stops the truck in its path, standing strong. She makes her way to the truck and pulls the villain out of the truck, tossing him to the ground with her all mighty strength. He instantly pulls out his lightening beam weakening beam. It becomes too strong for UltraGirl as she lowers more and more to the ground unable to resist the power of the villains lightening beam. Her strength and resistance isn't enough as he yanks her power belt off her waist. She is verbally protesting but physically, she is weak and unable to fight off the villains strength as he ties her wrists behind her back, her ankles and shoves a cleave-gag between her teeth. He lifts her up over his shoulders to take her away by means of the back of his truck. UltraGirl insists on having her belt back but it is no use, as the villain is stronger than her with no power-belt around her waist. She is groped, fondled and manhandled until she is tightly hogtied in the back of the truck with rope to include a tight crotch rope. She has no choice but to go for a long bound hogtied truck ride to the villains other part of the lair where they have other plans for UG. She moans and mpphhs as she struggles in the tight hogtie as the truck drives further to the middle of the woods. He even hits a tree, not caring UG is tied up in the back. You watch as panic sets in but there's no escape for UG, but only more torment to come. Stay tuned for the final part of this adventure of Fayth as UltraGirl.
UltraGirl had a plan to take down the devious villains that have been causing mischief but without her powerbelt, she is easily overtaken and vulnerable. She insists on having her belt returned but the villains have no plan to return it but instead to tie her up and leave her behind so she is out of their way so they can continue their dirty deeds. They untie UG from my hogtie bumpy truck ride and attach more rope around my body, but not before they drag me underneath a over hanging tree limb. I try to struggle but without the power belt, it is no use. They soon have me bound and pulling me up like a pinata upside down. They finish tying my ankles and re-gag me with a white cleave gag. This doesn't stop me from protesting and gag talking but being inverted and belt-less and bootless really takes it out of UG. She is groped and manhandled one last time before they leave her hanging like their new trophy. She simply slowly spins, dangles, and helplessly hangs with her belt so close but just out of reach on the ground beneath her hanging suspended body.
Will UltraGirl be able to grab her belt with the help of a gust of wind or will she be stuck and bound here until they return, IF they return.
19:14 video
I am on a mission to spread the word of Fayth as I make my way door to door to ensure everyone is aware of the gospel of Fayth. I arrive to a very unique home and becomes even more eclectic once I enter the so called front door. There is no house on the other side and when invited further into the mans home, I crawl thru a blue tarp into a home that is shocking. He certainty needs Fayth and what I offer. We discuss my initial introduction asking for his support. He starts negotiating and discussing the options with me. It is a very hot day as I am sweating profusely beneath my skirt and blazer. He suggests that he can listen further if I remove my blazer, after more chitchat, I consensually remove everything but my pantyhose, leaving me cooler but vulnerable. The next thing I know, i'm supported and spread and bound in a standing spread eagle. I try to negotiate with him still unsure how physically spreading me with chains and rope will allow him to have Fayth fully. He is done listening to my spiel so he decides to shove a huge sponge in my mouth and securing it with may layers of clear packing tape. I am then left to struggle and mph and test my endurance. I sure test my Faithful endurance of my attempt of spreading the word of Fayth but inturn find myself bound tightly and spread and gagged for this man. He took my asking to spread the word of Fayth literally, who can blame him?
12:51 video
I am anxiously awaiting for my date outside on the only place to sit and relax. These boots are sexy and suede and very hard to walk in and stand in, especially in the dirt and grass. What better place to sit down that on a hurricane blown over tree. I should see my date pull in from here but I'm so excited I brought balloons so maybe I could release some of my tension and helpless excitement before my sexy date arrives. I blow up several clear small balloons, all filled with glittery metallic color confetti. I blow and I smile as I watch the confetti contents in each loon move with every single breath I blow and push into the expanding loon. The bigger the loon gets, the more the confetti dances, the bigger I smile. I cant exactly or well, wont bring each inflated and tied off loon with on this particular date so I decide to pop each of them in a different manner. I use teeth, my ass, my boot, my nails and anything else I can think of as I think about the possibility of how this date will go, hoping we both get release with a bang later. ahh, to manifest a bang by making balloons go bang. Thats how that works, right? Maybe we both will see fireworks in our experience, just like the confetti flies all over with every burst of each balloon. Nonetheless, its worth a shot and especially when popping and bursting these pretty balloons makes me even happier and creates a much more genuine smile for when my date arrives.
7:01 video
I came to explore an hold homestead in my finest floral dress and heals but walking proved to be difficult with not only the floor being not present at sections, pine needles in mountains in other parts of the shack, but my wrists bound above my head keeps me from exploring all that I wish. I slowly and quietly struggle. If I pull too hard to try to loosen from my rope binds, the entire ceiling could cave it. This is not a place for a hard struggle, mad woman type scenario but a Faythful peace offering to the spirits that remain here. The unseen then decide that wrapping duct tape around my mouth and head to keep me from screaming is the best move as you watch me kick my heals into the nature that took over the floor. I plead with you silently with my eyes and mpphs but I still don't fight my bound destiny too hard. If this is what the spirits say I need, then bound in rope and OTM gagged is what I get.
I certainly dressed for the occasion but just how long will I be bound in this old house? Maybe the house likes my captive company and wants to keep me as an ornament and decoration. I mean, I do brighten up the place after all the years of decay and rot and deterioration and nature taking over as it does as time passes. Will the ghosts of this lovely old home release me or keep bringing me back helplessly as if something keeps pulling at me for more and more?
14:34 video
I really want to relax, and what better way than to watch the sunset through the trees while laying in a hammock. I cant stop fidgeting and moving and well, that defeats the purpose of relaxing after a long day of shooting videos and getting tied up and blowing balloons. Luckily my friend is nearby and helps me with my relaxation process. He has the perfect solution and starts to wrap plastic wrap tightly starting at my feet slowly and careful wrapping around and around my hammock wrapped body. He has me put my hands inside, although that can move freely at first, this doesn't last long the further up my body he wraps the clear plastic wrap. Once he wraps and secured my upper body inside my own personal cocoon, he leaves my head exposed. Since he likes to apparently hear me talking, he doesn't gag me, though I think we all agree, he should have. Now that I am wrapped as the suns sets, he swings me and even flips me over. What a nice guy as he allows me to see the ground. My head dangles and my dreadlocks show their true fashion as they stick up and everywhere.
I think I finally have this relaxation thing figured out, or do i?
13:38 video
As previously seen, I have been picked up for a blind date in the most unusual fashion as I was bound, gagged & driven around in the back of a side-by-side UTV (utility terrain vehicle) and my date is nowhere near over. https://t.clips4sale.com/z/c/30904929?source=studioshare
We have finally stopped and arrived to the next place for our date night or well, his. I don't seem to have much choice as I am still bound with my wrists attached to my ankles and my mouth shoved full as he pushes me between 4 long metal stakes hammered deeply into the ground. I protest as much as I can gag talk and mpph as I try to persuade him to untie me. He grabs 1 limb at a time and stretches and attaches my leather cuff to each stake pounded into the ground. I gag talk so much as I ask questions and insist on a few other requests but it's as if he can't hear me, and I keep trying to negotiate thru my huge ballgag filling my mouth. I then find myself in the tightest spread eagle tie I have ever been in, in the dirt, hot sun with my jaw aching horribly from the girth of the red ball between my lips. I struggle and fight the binds the best I can as my red sparkly shiny tight body suit glistens in the sun w my every movement and writhe. My date has mercy on my mouth, or he is making it available for something else as he removes the ballgag. I now make my words much clearer on what I think of this date & what should change asap. I try to reason with him in any way I can but again, he silently kneels down beside me and cuts my beautiful glittery jumper off of me, totally destroying it and leaving me naked in the dirt, only wearing my thigh high highheel boots. Maybe he should have regagged me, since I seriously do not stop trying to reason with my date. I will do anything if you just get me off of this dirty flying nit infested Florida ground. I am so spread, vulnerable, helpless and bound until mercy is had on me, until then, I use my mouth to find a way out and home from this blind date gone wrong or maybe, was it perfect?
14:02 video
We have been walking and walking and walking and I'm getting tired and but uncertain if this was a great idea after all. Being our first date, i really shouldn't have kept walking further and further into the woods but I'm adventurous and a bit too trusting. We finally arrive to where he wants to have a picnic. I am excited to finally see what's in this green bag to snack on for this picnic date. Well, no food, no snacks, no drink, only metal cuffs and a key. I am very confused and express my disappointment, as I really like snacks but then I think I figure it out. You want me to cuff my own hands behind my back so you can do fun and risky things to me. How fun is that? I happily and carefully cuff my wrists behind my back, rendering me pretty helpless. The next thing I know, I am hogcuffed onto of the picnic table and you are not doing fun or risky things to me. You simple stand there and watch me struggle and protest. You definitely don't want to hear me so you grab fresh flowers and shove the bundle in my mouth as a cleave gag. I am shocked but again, I'm trying hard to look at the positive side. Flowers are better than none, tho they taste horrible.
I struggle in my unforgiving metal restraints as you watch then eventually cover my still talking flower filled mouth with micro foam tape. This shuts me up a bit better, letting you watch me mpph and struggle in peace. I guess you got what you came for, as you slowly walk away from me, leaving me in the middle of the woods hogtied on a old picnic table along the river. I try to shout out to you but you clearly got what you came for and you will simply let me be found by another passersby or kayaker. Hopefully soon as escaping these cuffs in impossible.
6:03 video
Ultra Girl Fayth may need her power-belt to help fight and fend off the villains and without it, she is helpless against the evil things they do to her but after being left in nature, even hogtied or hanging upside down, nature alone helps fill her strength back up eventually, helping her escape the perils of the bad villains that left her hanging from a tree limb. UG works diligently and strategically to find and loosen the knots around her limbs. Once she uses her powers to release her bound wrists, she can focus on escaping the very tight crotch rope, knee rope and ankle ropes too. You may want to start backing up before she gets loose, as you simply watching and not helping definitely gives UG an idea. You should definitely feel how it is to be bound but will you be able to escape? No worries, Ill be back, unlike the villains that left me in peril in these woods.
8:49 video
I am so sick and tired of being expected to give it up. I'm not a walking vagina on a stick. I am not a piece of meat. I'm done w penis, and the male species. Ill stick to licking vagina from now on. I speak all these words w a vengeance as I walk thru the woods carrying a tent ready to live in the woods, away from men and what they want from me. Little do I know, the penis followed me to the woods where I thought Id have some alone time to take a break in nature. He surprises me and hands me a roll of duct tape. I ask if its for his broken mouth but he doesn't answer but shows me what its for.
The next thing i know, i'm very tightly hogtied with grey duct tape. My wrists and very tightly attached to my booted ankles and my mouth is split tightly with the bandanna that was around my neck.
He unzippers the tent as you listen to me pleading to then reveal me in my helpless position. Of course a cleave-gag doesn't keep me quiet but a tad muffled nonetheless. I struggle in madness, frustration and some pain too since the woods floor beneath the tent isnt exactly soft, but sharp and poky. This doesnt stop me from struggling like the mad woman I am. I eventually bite my lip and gag and appolagise or well, try to bargen my way out of this tight hogtie. But you just keep watching me struggle and get more and more frustrated. You walk around the tent as I insist on being released but with my anger and my struggle, sweat is inevitable and this helps the tapes stickiness release a bit and I'm able to break the hogtie tape connecting my ankles and wrists. I then very stubbornly and painfully try to loosen my wrists. You start to realize if you don't get out of here, I just might get my revenge. As you back away from my tent, I fail at loosening my ankles from the super tight and sticky ankle tape bondage but I come angrily bound hopping towards you. I throw the tape at you in one last ditch effort to show just how angry i am that you found my place of reprieve.
10:01 video
UltraGirl had a plan to take down the devious villains that have been causing mischief but without her powerbelt, she is easily overtaken and vulnerable. She insists on having her belt returned but the villains have no plan to return it but instead to tie her up and leave her behind so she is out of their way so they can continue their dirty deeds. They untie UG from my hogtie bumpy truck ride and attach more rope around my body, but not before they drag me underneath a over hanging tree limb. I try to struggle but without the power belt, it is no use. They soon have me bound and pulling me up like a pinata upside down. They finish tying my ankles and re-gag me with a white cleave gag. This doesn't stop me from protesting and gag talking but being inverted and belt-less and bootless really takes it out of UG. She is groped and manhandled one last time before they leave her hanging like their new trophy. She simply slowly spins, dangles, and helplessly hangs with her belt so close but just out of reach on the ground beneath her hanging suspended body.
Will UltraGirl be able to grab her belt with the help of a gust of wind or will she be stuck and bound here until they return, IF they return.
15:49 video
I am dressed to impress in a very glittery tight body suit and thigh-high high heel boots. I wait by my gate for him to pick me up, anxiously awaiting his arrival and not knowing where he will take me out for the evening. He pulls up in a all terrain vehicle and i am not exactly thrilled with this but heck, whatever, lets do this. Little to I expect is for him to make me sit in the back. I mean he did out soft fur down for me to be as comfy as possible but then he insists that safety is important as the leather cuff restraints are needed to keep me safe on our way to who knows where. I end up with leather restraints on my wrists, ankles as my wrists are bound to each respective ankle and my mouth is shove full with a red ballgag. He then starts begins the journey, my bound journey. I am no longer worried where we will eat but what the heck have I gotten myself into i as he drives me around bound and struggling and gagged & protesting the entire time. I am grateful he did put fur down but I am angrily protesting that this ride isn't what i expected nor am I dressed for this perilous predicament. I use the entire back of the utility bed to try and find a way out but with the ATV moving, escaping isn't exactly an option. Eventually he arrives to the middle nowhere, and begins to tilt the bed as if he dumping his cargo, but I make for a noisy gag talking and glittery load. I am still bound but the tilt becomes too much as I get dumped to the ground like a package. I land to the ground and insist on release but he isn't done with me yet as he leads me, still bound, awkwardly to the next portion of our date night. It certainly does not include food or drinks but more bondage to say the least. Stay tuned for the Faythful spread he puts me in.
14:13 video
My favorite showers are when I get to share them with you and this is no exception. I am traveling around the United Kingdom with friends several years back. What better way to keep a travel diary than to talk to you while I am showering. This particular trip was before I hiked 2200 miles therefor, I have a "bacon butty belly" as I call and show you my thicker rounder belly on this trip. I sure do love proper English bacon on proper buttered bun from a roadside food truck so why not own it and enjoy instead of starving myself. Bacon is best, right? I decide to keep my plaided / braided hair dry as I cover with a plastic hotel hair cover and shower w no worries. I get wet, soapy and shave in this small shower as I enjoy having your company to brief you on my trips antics.
All I know is i am now clean and smooth to then enjoy more bacon buttys here in the UK.
15:43 video
Presenting Fayth as Ultra Girl. Its time she visits the land of the lair and tries to find the devious villains that have been causing lots of mischief for many other UG's. I finally find their hangout as I make my way thru the deep woods of Florida. They are just about to leave their woods covered hangout when Fayth aka Ultra Girl stops the truck in its path, standing strong. She makes her way to the truck and pulls the villain out of the truck, tossing him to the ground with her all mighty strength. He instantly pulls out his lightening beam weakening beam. It becomes too strong for UltraGirl as she lowers more and more to the ground unable to resist the power of the villains lightening beam. Her strength and resistance isn't enough as he yanks her power belt off her waist. She is verbally protesting but physically, she is weak and unable to fight off the villains strength as he ties her wrists behind her back, her ankles and shoves a cleave-gag between her teeth. He lifts her up over his shoulders to take her away by means of the back of his truck. UltraGirl insists on having her belt back but it is no use, as the villain is stronger than her with no power-belt around her waist. She is groped, fondled and manhandled until she is tightly hogtied in the back of the truck with rope to include a tight crotch rope. She has no choice but to go for a long bound hogtied truck ride to the villains other part of the lair where they have other plans for UG. She moans and mpphhs as she struggles in the tight hogtie as the truck drives further to the middle of the woods. He even hits a tree, not caring UG is tied up in the back. You watch as panic sets in but there's no escape for UG, but only more torment to come. Stay tuned for the final part of this adventure of Fayth as UltraGirl.
7:02 video
My dear submissive lewis is totally naked and helpless by means of my handy dandy tape work. I have him bent over and taped to an ottoman very efficiently and effectively. His duct-tape blindfold and very tight wrap around ducttape gag keep him mostly quiet as I take advantage of his predicament. I use his flogger but insist that its time he buys another one for me to use on him. This one just isn't making him mpph enough. I need more thud, more reaction, more skin contact but none the less, I definitely use this not so leather flogger to redden up his back and ass. He cant move nor can we understand his gag talk but as long as he remains in this doggy style vulnerable bound position, I can do whatever I want to my dear subby slave lewis.
12:27 video
After driving 1500 miles and exploring the most southern route of the US and seeing beautiful sights and boondocking all the way in my van with no shower, its time I stay in a proper bed, under a roof with electric and most importantly hot water, its time I get this dirty girl body clean for the next few thousand miles. I really have a great appreciation for running hot water. I stand under the flowing water and smile and tell you my travel plans while I shampoo and condition my hair, shave my armpits, my vagina, and legs too. After exploring the area and learning about UFO's, its time for me to head west now that I am as clean and as smooth as I possibly can be.
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.