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9:48 video
It’s a hard life being a secret agent but it can be even more difficult sometimes when you’re constantly being followed around by obsessive fans!
There’s not a day goes by when in attempting to carry out my special duties, I get rudely interrupted by some moronic idiot after a signed autograph or a photo of me in action!
I’ve lost count of the number of times the bad guys have gotten away because some geeky fan has followed me to their secret hideout and blown my cover!
Well this time I wasn’t about to let it happen again!!!
I’d received my orders to investigate the mysterious disappearance of a government scientist who had been working on something top secret.
After a few days of snooping I finally managed to get a lead and set off under the cover of darkness to rendezvous with an informant who claimed to have details of the whereabouts of the missing scientist.
Putting on my black, shiny, thigh high boots and slinky black catsuit, I headed off to the clandestine meeting making sure that I wasn’t being followed!
The rendezvous was due to take place around the back of a disused warehouse but when I arrived there was no sign of my contact.
I was slightly early however so I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and wait a few more minutes...
Suddenly, before I knew what was happening, everything went dark....
****
When I awoke I was horrified to find myself bound and gagged with tight silver duct tape in a furnished room.
I tried to move the best I could but the bondage was very tight. My booted legs were taped together at my ankles, knees, thighs and upper thighs.
My arms were taped behind my back with my wrists crossed and lashed together. More duct tape was tied above and below my breasts, squeezing them like a pair of lemons.
Finally, whoever had done this to me had shoved something like a cloth into my mouth and sealed it in with more tape tied around my head and over my lower face, keeping me firmly gagged.
I tried to cry out the best I could but the tight tape gag reduced my angry protests to inaudible grunts and groans.
I don’t know who did this to me but I’ll be damned if I’m going to stay here like some sort of caged pet so I immediately start to struggle.
Rolling around the sofa, I twist my boots against the tape making them squeak loudly. I grunt and moan into the tight gag but it’s no use - although I don’t know it, I’m in a soundproof chamber, so even if there were someone close by, they wouldn’t able to hear me.
I struggle onto the floor and then suddenly I spot the camera behind the glass wall.
“What the hell is this?” I think to myself.
“A camera?!? I’m being filmed???”
This makes me madder than hell and I start to fight and struggle even harder against the tape but it is no use - it simply won’t budge!
Trapped inside a glass chamber, every second of my desperate struggle being filmed, I feel totally humiliated by this situation but I can’t give up - I’m going to keep fighting until I get free!!!
*****
Several weeks later, I’m back in my apartment.
I don’t know what happened exactly, only that at some point everything went black again and the next thing I knew I was back home in bed, wearing my green silk pyjamas.
Had it all been a dream? Did it really happen? But if it did then how did I get home and who put me to bed?!?
The next morning I awake and go downstairs. Some mail has arrived for me and amongst it there is a parcel. I open it and it turns out to be a DVD...
This intrigued me and so I play it to see what’s on the disc...
I cannot believe it!!! It’s footage of me in my catsuit and boots on that very night I was taped up and gagged in that strange room!!!
Now I am really hopping mad!!!
So it wasn’t a dream and it really did happen!
That vile fiend!!! How dare he!!! I swear, I will get even with him if it’s the last thing I do!!!
But then I notice something strange about the video clip... those sounds that are coming from it aren’t being made by me!?!
It’s quite close but I can tell it isn’t me grunting and groaning - believe me, when you’ve been tied up as much as I have you know what sounds you make!!!
Then I notice that there is a note attached to the envelope the DVD was packaged in.
The note says that I was taken by a man who claims to be a huge fan of mine. He had heard so much about my previous adventures where I’ve been captured and tied up that he wanted to see me in action for himself.
He says he was hugely impressed by my “performance” and he apologised for putting me through it but he always intended to let me go.
But then came the really nutty bit!
He says he’s really into bondage himself and he wants to be just like me!!! So much so, that whilst I was tied up in that glass chamber, he was tied up next door wearing exactly the same clothes as me and those sounds on the video clip are being made by him!!!
This is so strange... this guy really is some sort of a sicko!
But then the note ends by the man saying that he hopes I won’t be too angry with him and to try and make up for the inconvenience he put me through, he has enclosed details about the whereabouts of the missing scientist!!!
I can’t believe it!!!
So it looks like this time one of my obsessive fans has actually helped me in one of my missions!
I’m grateful of course but there are easier ways to help someone out!!!
The End?
12:14 video
I am always coming up with ideas and always on the go. One of my favorite challenges I like giving my friends is to see if they can keep me put. This is a bit of a challenge since its darn cold and the only attachment points are trees and my own limbs. He was ready as he has already attached rigging points to the trees to make the rope stick better and not get ruined by the bark. I am cold but luckily the first few ropes that are tied to and around me allows me to struggle and move so this allows me to warm up a bit. Tho with every rope he adds, the less I can struggle and move but this allows me to rest my mind and body a bit somewhat forgetting about the dull dismal cold weather. By the time he is done tying me up, I can only dry hump the air and move my fet a tad and of course my mouth since he doesn't shove anything in it to shut me up. I win, you win, we all win. I can't move, I am stuck and I have to admit "defeat". Do you want the next turn to keep me put or would you rather come torment me while I cant help myself?
21:08 video
As seen in part 1, I unexpectedly get all hot and bothered and horny simply blowing up these balloons. I surely didn't plan to, but heck if I am going to ignore this feeling of needing to take care of myself with the assistance of my hand, my fingers, my hitachi and these balloons that I just blew up with my hot and horny breath. Now that I have all the balloons blown up and tied off surrounding me, its time I take care of my needs and desires and burst these balloons too. I ride them just like I would you. I straddle on top of them. I wrap my legs around them as I am wearing only panties that the lace is practically see thru. I ride and rub and gyrate on each of them until i burst and the balloon just cant take my wrath of cuming on it. I use my hitachi to cum several times as I my body glistens and drips sweat and of course my panties are soaked as well. The last balloon shows me that I not only love balloons, but I infact do not require an hitachi to cum. I ride this balloon and the nub and knot until it makes me orgasm one last time before it bursts beneath me. Wow, This experience is a rare one but it shows that when I am hot and horny, my balloons and hitachi and my imagination of you beneath me and with me fucking the balloons too is all I need to cum and cum and cum again.
28:13 video
**Faythonfire vs Roped Prose -The Full Collection**
A compilation of the best bondage bits when the daring detective Fayth Freedom ran into the villainous Roped Prose!
*****
Life can be such a drag sometimes when you’re a courageous crime fighter and last night was no exception...
Tackling a gang of thieves stealing priceless artefacts from the city museum was hard work and it was even harder when those vicious brutes overpowered me and left me tied up in some horrible dark alleyway.
Fortunately though, the city cops were on the scene pretty quickly and managed to arrest those creeps before they got away. It seems they paid too much attention tying me up and subsequently were caught in the middle of their attempted robbery.
This happens a lot to me for some reason?!
However, because I was helpless bound at the rear of the museum, the cops didn’t find me and so I spent another long night trying to escape from tight bondage!
Thankfully, my many years of being tied up have made me an expert escape artist and so I managed to finally break free and make my way back home.
It had been an exhausting but ultimately fulfilling evening but right now I just want to run a bath and slip under the suds.
But when I eventually got home I knew straight away something wasn’t right...
Will, my crime fighting partner, wasn’t there and he hadn’t contacted me so I knew he must be in trouble.
But before I could get my phone out to call him, someone grabbed me from behind and suddenly everything went black...
****
When I awoke I discovered, to my XXXX, that someone had bound and gagged me in a really tight chair tie!
“That’s just great!” I thought.
“Only a few hours since spending most of the night in tight ropes and I am in bondage yet again!!!”
I tried in vain to get loose but whoever had done this to me was obviously very good at it - either that or they knew my reputation for getting out of bondage - they had made the knots very tight indeed!!!
The air was filled with the sound of my grunts and groans, not to mention my leather jacket and boots loudly creaking as the ropes rubbed against them.
Despite moving around my apartment quite a bit, I was nowhere near escaping but it seems the loud noises I was making had annoyed my captor who returned to try and quieten me down!
The hooded man was dressed in a long black gown - I swear he looked just like a monk!
I protest loudly as he unties me and I struggle in his manly grip but alas, he is too strong and after removing my black leather biker jacket, he soon has me lying on the floor in a frog-tied predicament.
Again I struggle but it is no use. My arms are tied behind my back, my legs are pulled back and my booted ankles are tied to my thighs.
This monk really knows his bondage!!!
But I don’t give up that easily! I never do!
The monk is alarmed to see that I still have plenty of fight left in me so before he leaves he cruelly ties me to the leg of my long couch. I can hardly move now as the dastardly fiend finally leaves me alone to contemplate my helpless situation...
*****
What the evil monk didn’t realise is that my maid comes to clean the apartment every afternoon and although I am in that horrid frog-tie for many hours, my employee finally releases me when she shows up to clean the place.
What the dastardly monk also didn’t realise, is that whilst I was struggling in his arms I managed to place a transmitter in his pocket!
With this special device I am able to track him down to his secret lair where I suspect he has taken my partner and after a quick change of clothes I am on my way...
****
The signal from the hidden transmitter takes me to a large forest on the outskirts of the city. It makes perfect sense as my map says there is an abandoned monastery in the centre of these woods - the mysterious monk must be holding Will there!
I made my way through the trees wearing a brown leather jacket, white jodhpurs and brown knee high boots. I was very careful not to disturb any branches or sXXXX any twigs as I step on them - the last thing I wanted to do is alert the monk to my presence!
But it is very hard going as the forest is quite dense, I could barely see a few feet in front of me. Then suddenly I stopped... it felt like someone was watching me!!!
****
Yet again the lights go out. It turns out I was right - somebody was watching me!
Unfortunately they snuck up on me stealthily from behind and before I know what’s happening I take a trip to snooze-land once more...
When I awake I cannot believe it - I am tied up again!!! This time very strictly to a tree... well... I am in a forest!
I struggled the best I could but once again the dastardly monk has gone over the top. I was tied head to toe in a mile of rope!
It squeezed in my waist and looped around my breasts, pinching and digging into my beautiful body.
My arms were tied behind me and my booted legs were pinned to the base of the tree trunk. I wasn’t going anywhere!
After a while the monk returned and made matters worse by wrapping an orange bandage over my mouth and around my head - pinning that now against the tree.
I could hardly move a single inch - the ropes were just too tight. I had to stay like that for several hours with no rescue in sight - and I still didn’t know what happened to Will?!?
*****
Finally that fiendish monk returned and released me from the tree. I was mightily pleased to get out of that believe me but my relief was short-lived as my captor took off my jacket and then tied my wrists together before hoisting them up above my head.
Tying my legs together, the foul brute then tied a thin piece of string between my legs which was then fed up over a branch and weighted down with a plastic container of some sort.
Inside the container was a small amount of liquid... it looked like water.
This made me laugh.
“What a fool!” I thought.
“That’s not a very tight crotch tie and I’m sure that little bit of liquid isn’t going to put much weight on the other end - he really hasn’t thought this through!”
But my laughter is suddenly stifled as he turns around the container and I read what is written on the other side...
“Oh no!” I think.
“That stuff is highly volatile! If that container falls to the floor I’m a goner!”
I struggled the best that I could but I daren't move around too much in case that container slipped out of the thin string holding it and it plummets to the ground!
Then, to make matters worse, the dastardly monk blindfolded me!!!
Now I really was screwed!!!
Unable to move and unable to see the knots holding my wrists together above my head I really am stuck.
My only hope now was that some random hiker would spot me and alert the authorities - or better still, carefully untie me!
After what seems like an eternity, someone did walk over and take off my blindfold...
It was Will!
“Thank god!” I thought.
“He is safe and I am saved!”
But then I suddenly notice that Will is wearing the same black gown that the evil monk was wearing!
What the blazes is going on?!?
It turns out that Will was the monk all along!!!
My own partner thought I was getting sloppy and decided to test me! It was all his way of putting me through my paces - his method of training!!!
Even the liquid in the container was just water all along!!!
“That Will!!!” I thought angrily.
“One day I’m going to get him back for this!!!”
And one day I will...
20:17 video
I have a friend over that has been real curious what I do with balloons and instead of telling her, I have Lulamae join me on the casting couch so you can watch her experience many firsts. I ask her about her history with balloons and popping balloons and I realize quickly that is is going to be so much fun knowing she has never intentionally popped balloons in her life. First I have her blowtopop a flavorful condom with me. This proves to be a challenge with the lube grip but she doesn't give up and listens to my guidance and blows the blue condom up until it bursts. Now its time to blow up different balloons and show her the different ways i pop balloons all in 1 experience. Together we sit2pop a balloon, we use our fingernails to pop 2 of them, we use our thighs without any assistance. I have her bite2pop a balloon along with even a unique style of kissofdeath. Her reaction is so genuine and fun. I ask her in the end which was her favorite and her least favorite method of popping and her answers are awesome. I definitely have found a fellow lover of balloons and I am so happy to say, she will be back and is available for custom requests as well.
19:18 video
I make my way down the stairway in what I think is the best outfit ever for the bondage ball. Its fancy, long, formal w just a touch of rope for a chest harness. Knotty Guy takes some pictures before we head out, or so I think. He insists I am not quite ready as he adds more rope making it very awkward to walk down the steps in my high heels. He takes a few more pictures but again, he has other plans than to head to the ball. Next thing I know, I am hanging in an odd angle above the stairway banister. I am slightly in shock, not knowing how this is going to get us to the ball. I slowly realize Knotty Guy has no intentions of going anywhere and his rope and his idea of having a ball is right here at home. He also read the invitation wrong as he thinks it said a gasmask ball, not a masquerade ball, so he adds a black gasmask to my suspended body. I mean, i guess that's a legit reason to wear a gasmask with a formal pink gown. What happens next is definitely not expected as he takes a scissors and cuts the dress in pieces while I hang there in the ropes while my face is covered in this rubber mask. I try to protest but it is no use as my hands are bound behind my back and I just have to except this is my fate and my dress is slowing turning to shreds and will never be this pretty again. He does make it extremely shorter and slutier length to say the least. Once he is done destroying my dress he then removes my gasmask and lets me speak a few choice words before gagging me with a piece of my own dress. Of course, all along he steps and takes pictures to remember this fancy night w Fayth in a formal gown. He eventually lets me down from the ceiling and I am determined to go to this bondage ball once and for all even tho I look like I was just put threw a paper shredder.
7:12 video
ust another day on "Hogtie Island" but this time I am not hogtied but in 2 different ways of being suspended from a little tree on an island in the middle of nowhere in Florida. Tho this tie may look like its comfortable, i am suffering immensely. You hear me moan and groan for good reason. I am naked (as usual) but this time I start with my sunglasses on but they fall off as you get a good look at the rope tied around my body in a artsy but oddly painful way. I am enduring this for the art and the love of nature to say the least. Once I am transitioned into a different position, I have fun with a bit of swinging action. I am totally stuck and helpless and depending on you to release me when I call it quits but instead, you decide to walk away and leave me tied up on this island for a pirate to find me. Who knows what will happen next.
8:15 video
I have challenge for a new friend to tie me up in any way, shape, or form he wants and i bet him my highest of high bets of 2 pennies that I can escape. If you know me and my true facial reactions, you will know immediately that I am pretty darn sure I am asking for failure on my part but heck, why not, right? I lay out the "rules" as the rigging will be done off screen and he can gag me with whatever he wishes and I have 10 minutes to escape. I may tap, I might fail, but I sure act a bit cocky and insist I will escape. The next thing you see is me tied with my elbows welded together, my mouth shoved full with a ballgag head harness with my neck tied back to my ankles and my body is a tight hogtied. I can barely move but I do manage to move my lips and gagtalk and discuss how I feel and just how screwed I am. Silly me, I should have known better, but heck, this is a great helpless hard hogtie and I sure try to struggle and work on the ropes. I do manage to reach the knot that is holding my head back and that helps my neck not be bent back and my eyes looking up. I try and pull and yank on my elbow ropes but it does not help, it only hurts more and more as it pulls the rope to a place that burns and hurts but of course I keep struggling and don't stop pulling on it. I roll around the best I can and gag talk all along but my words become more labored and frustrating since I know darn well, I must tap so i don't hurt my self any further. In-turn paying out 2 pennies and buying a beverage for the rigger. Darn it!!!!
22:08 video
I left Vivienne bound to the chair and sitting in a huge mess of 20ish pies that went flying into her face, as i went off to tend to something else. Little did I realize she would escape, find me, somehow XXXX me out and chair tie me in my own kitchen and put the rest of my pies to use. They were intended on being eaten but not in Viviennes mind. She needed revenge.
I am confused, topless and clean. I beg Vivienne that she doesnt have to do this to me. She really doesn't but nomatter what I say, she will not listen as the pies start flying into my face. I am in shock and aw and realize I am in a situation that I will not be getting out of until she is ready to let me go. She pies me over and over and over again but a few kisses, licks, and fondles in the middle keep me distracted enough to actually forget there are more pies coming. She does wipe my eyes sometimes and my mouth to help me breath in the middle of her revenge. She rubs the pies into my crotch as i did to her. I think im actually liking this, or well. i like Vivienne's lesbian attention and the pies in the face is just part of how to get this girly sexual fun. By the end of the 20+ pies im my face, Im pretty much butter in her hands and lips and still bound in the chair. I forget her and she forgives me as Vivienne straddles me with her pied and messy body over my pie covered body as we make out making us forget everything but eachothers tongues down the others throat. What a tasty treat this turned into!
10:52 video
So now that i teased the audience, myself and my good gal pal Cobie with the premature blow to pop, i have another balloon that is younger and more durable. The writing on the balloon states: "blow me till i pop". and this i will do my best to follow.Sitting on the stairwell at the Venus Fair in Berlin, Germany with a bondage show going on at the same time, a crowd gathers around to watch me on my looner mission. I talk to Cobie as she has never blown to pop a balloon so i guide her and let her know what to expect. Im smiling and so is she off camera. Now its time to blow this sucker up! I sit in my skimpy sexy lingerie and high-heels and blow and blow. I stop and comment and educate in the meanwhile but i keep on blowing none the less. Cobie asks questions and i answer but keep on blowing as this loon gets pretty big. the neck starts to form and my grip on the balloon gets harder and harder to hold. Once again, Cobie and the audience taking pictures gets a lesson on unexpectedness once again as when i think it could pop very soon and as im adjusting the neck to fit better in my mouth, it pops. I still consider this a blow to pop since it was only my air the caused it to burst..Sometimes it happens and theres nothing you can do but enjoy the very loud burst in the very public place. I do wish it had popped while i was blowing but it did pop and im happy..Now its time to get my girl Cobie to join me one day soon!
14:08 video
I was excited about this hotel in England as i knew a 4 poster bed was waiting for me and some bondage fun. Its not often i get a chance to use a bed with the perfect binding spots. So I tell my partner I want to be bound spread eagle and made love too, but he had a different idea all along. He bound my my arms as far apart as they would go with lamp tassels, uses 2 of his belts to bind my upper thighs very tightly together and then uses his moms scarf to bind my ankles together and to the bottom of the bed post. Well, i guess I wont be getting any love tonight...geesh. So he walks in after leaving me bound like this way too long. I protest and i complain as I have been and he says that there has been complaints coming from the hotel management and guests that there is loud noise coming from our room and he isn't having any of that, so he grabs 2 of his dirty socks and gags me with them, saying that he still has a pint at the hotel bar and he owes some blokes some pints too, that he will be right back. I struggle with all my might as all im wearing is a pair of full back panties. My wrists are hurting and the taste in my mouth is horrible. I struggle and I gag talk but its really no use as my gagged protest are going to silent ears in the pub. I do manage to slip the scarf off of my ankles but its really no use when my wrists are so well bound. He comes back in as he forgot his cigarettes and rebinds my 1 ankle with the scarf and leaves me again. What a guy, what a guy...I soon struggle myself to XXXX as it is super late and well, maybe this is a nightmare. I then wake up to him coming back in the room, as i have no idea what time it is..He says is 9 in the morning now..I completely go frantic as he removes my gag and he says sorry but he was having fun in the 24 hour pub. I tell him to F off and everything else. This isn't cool, leaving me bound all night long when all i wanted was a bound love making session, not a alone all by myself gagged and bound. I cant believe him. Guess i wont be asking him to bind me again thinking i'm gonna get some hot action..Wow. What would you do?
14:15 video
I am sick and tired of this guy asking for hand over mouth videos so i go on webcam and vent to everyone about this annoying customer. I sit in my living room in my red silk blouse and short black skirt and pantyhose and red high heels and I rant, i vent and i let you guys know exactly how i feel about the HOM fetish. I film all these other amazing niches and all this guy wants to see is a hand over my mouth. I mean, come on, seeing me w my lips wrapped around a balloon is way sexier, heck, rope anywhere on my body is way more seductive than me muffling under a hand. I am going off as a masked man comes in an nonchalantly puts his hand over my mouth. I totally ignore him, knowing it will end in a minute and its just that guy sending his runt to do what he does not have the balls to do. I keep ranting and venting but all muffled from under his hand. I really don't even act like its there. A few minutes go by and his hand is still pressed on my mouth and im starting to get agitated since i'm not sure you can understand my words and its getting tighter on my mouth, so i start trying to pull it off my mouth more and more as time passes. I realize this guy is serious and his hand is really firmly holding my mouth to his hand as I start yelling and trying to scream under his palm. He holds my hair with one hand and my face with the other. I am getting very frustrating and angry and kicking and losing my heels in the fight. My skirt moves up my thighs as I start sweating and my anger gets the best of me as I slowly rest into his hands and finally am as calm as could be. This finally makes him happy and able to leave without me doing or saying a word. Ahhhhh, he got exactly what he wanted and you guys watched the entire thing and couldn't help but could only watch the cam show rant turned reality from afar, just like he wanted. You did too, didnt you?
13:19 video
One day at the beach, Dragina were looking for treasure but since we had no luck finding it, we decide to use the holes we dug at this public beach to stay a cool in this hot burning Florida sun. I bury Dragina first as this just might be the best and most natural form of sunscreen known to man. She is much cooler underneath with just her head and feet sticking out of the surface of the sand but she sure isn't going to stay comfortable. Once i know she is helpless and cant get revenge, I go seashell hunting for good reason. I come back with lovely hard natural tickle tools and I get to work on her sandy vulnerable bare-feet. I know she would run and fight me if she could but she is buried too well. I love hearing her laugh and beg and plead but that doesn't stop me from tickling poor Dragina. The hot sun is making me sweat and well, sweat and sand don't get along so I hop in our first treasure hunting failed attempt deep hole and cool off. There has been people walking by on this public beach but little did I expect that a strange man would come over and bury me too. I ask the Mr. what he is doing but he silently helps Dragina get revenge altho she is still buried right beside me. He covers me up with only my head and barefeet exposed to the air and torture at that. He of course builds sand tits on me and I cant do anything about it. He then takes advantage of my damsel situation and tickles my feet. I laugh and I laugh. He tickles Draginas feet too. I cant believe a stranger would do this. You know how everyone has a different favorite place to tickle another person, well Mr here seems to have a preference on a unique place as he digs in the sand between Draginas feet and legs. and he grabs and squeezes her inner thigh hard and rough making her beg anytime he near. She seems to know the spot well. I on the other hand do not know what this is until he starts digging between my legs and grabs my inner thigh meat and squeezes and kneads and OMG, i think i am going to pee the sand. It hurts and tickles and tickles more. Dragina gets it so much that she figures out how to escape her sand burial and gets her revenge on me. As she tickles my barefeet as the Mr also tortures me too. I cant believe this casual fun time at a nudist beach has turned into this torturous tickle time. I cant stand it any longer so I squirm and wiggle my way out of my sandy bondage predicament and run into the ocean with Dragina trying to get away from this stranger that took all the liberty he could on 2 naked buried woman at a beach.
10:53 video
I will be cutting much of my hair off in the near future and it was suggested that I film myself playing with it while gagged. What a genius idea especially if I am not gagged, I complete and moan about brushing and caring for my hair every time I must. I really have thick hair and a lot of it, even tho I shave up the back of my nape too. Its simply not the girly thing I enjoy doing. Brushing and tending to my hair is not what I enjoy. Being gagged keeps you from listening to me complain. I use an entirely too small of a brush to brush out my rats nest. Once this is complete, you see how my hair just poofs out due to its thickness. There is a reason why I don't wear my hair down often, as its poofy, thick and gets in my face, eyes, mouth and just yuck. So in order for me to prepare for my big hike, cutting it off is the solution to my sanity and cleanliness. This video may be the longest you ever see my hair again. Once its cut, there's no going back, but you will see me smile a tad more with my hair down. Thank goodness for this tape gag. Once I'm done playing with my brushed hair in the mirror for you, i then braid it off to the side and show you with an imaginary scissors where I will be cutting it to. I cant wait.
8:48 video
I wanted to hang out with Knotty Guy but of course this not what it means to having a cup of tea this means there's rope involved when Knotty Guy is invited to hang out. He has me inverted upside down as I am wearing thigh high red leather boots and a shiny silky smooth white catsuit that is tightly hugging all my curves. I am upside down insisting that I am unable to have a cup of tea this way but of course Knotty Guy has another idea as he then ties my wrists then my elbows very tightly together as gravity pulls them down as an inverted strappado. He then attaches my wrists around a post to my ponytail arching me back and rendering me totally helpless and unable to move. I am breathing heavy and I am enduring this hangout session but hes not done as he puts a nice ball gag into my mouth to complete his idea of hanging out with me. What a pal:)
12:36 video
Since art was my favorite subject in school and still catches my attention more so than many other topics, i figured what better way to keep my attention and my body in 1 stop than to have Knotty Guy practice his art but not only with rope, but with plastic and tape as well. I start out standing upright semi complaining about how I was to go to a black dress gala but he has better plans for me. He wants me to hang out here with him instead. He pulls me off the floor while im mummified in clear plastic with a bit of rope. He then continues adding to the bondage sculpture of Fayth. He starts wrapping my now horizontal body with electrical tape, then adds rope to my ankles, more tape to ensure I am not escaping. My hair is tied with cord to help hold my head up and give me the tug on my hair that i really enjoy too! Once I think he is done, he wraps plastic around my head and mouth, giving me a cleavegag. Of course hes not done with his artistic endeavors as he adds more black sticky tape around my mouth but also gets a bit experimental and wraps in around my had too. The plastic beneath and the tightly wrapped tape doesnt work together but this is why practice is important:) He does blindfold me with a cotton tie or scarf before this, so I cant even see, therefor keep me a bit more silent. He gets a few spanks in over the plastic and also threatens to tickle my feet. I protest this more than anything else. Ahhh, I guess this is what hanging wall art feels like, but just a bit quieter than I:)
10:46 video
I suggested a single limb suspension to Knotty Guy and of course as the rope (top) slut he is, he is eager to oblige. I did not expect only 3 ropes to give me such a predicament. The 1st position I am stuck in is with my chest held upwards but both my legs are on the ground as I test my movements and my very spread sitting postions but this is just too much freedom for Knotty Guys damsels. I then am on 1 knee point having a bit of fun spinning and moving all I can. My arms are tied in a box tie behind my back and both my legs are tied in a futomomo (futo). I casually discuss my feelings with Knotty Guy as he just isn't happy just yet with his handy rope work as he progressively adds more rope until he is happy. He decides Im talking too much as he adds rope to my face and mouth. This only quiets me down a bit as I gag talk of course. With rope over my eyes, I think im spinning but i actually am not. Being blindfolded adds a totally different sensation to bondage to say the least. He still isn't content, so he adds 1 more rope to my white lace clad topless body, completely suspending me in the air, as I am still rope gagged and unable to see as I slowly spin around. i am feeling very vulnerable and helpless hanging suspended in the air. I guess this is what you call balancing your Fayth and fun all in one. Just another casual fun transitional rope time with my good friend:)
9:22 video
I am skating around the house in my new quads when Knotty Guy asks where my safety gear is. I am not wearing a helmet, knee pads, wrist pads and he insists I need a lesson in safety. I only agree to this since he is offering it for free. Next thing I know, I am hanging in the air with pink rope, still wearing my roller skates with a rock hanging from my skate. I suppose this is how I will not run into any rocks, nor get hit by a car or simply fall down when skating thru the city. My ponytail is bound and tied making my back arch which is a great stretch to say the least. I chitchat in the predicament as he spins me around to get a better look. He soon decides to change up the rope position on my legs and hair to show me just how safe I am hanging verses playing chicken with traffic or running into rocks and cracks in the sidewalks. He insists I am talking too much as he wraps pink wrap around my mouth but as you will hear, nothing is shoved in my mouth, so this only looks great but doesnt make me muffled as much as he and you prefer. My takeaway from this lesson of rope is that I really need a helmet and other safety equipment before I go skating thru the city.
10:06 video
Once again, I saw an image I wanted to replicate and with Knotty Guys assistance, talent, trust, and eager willingness, we slowly transitioned into a position that was very very difficult. I start out upside down with my arms not bound and my mouth going a mile a minute just chatting and talking. Knotty Guy knows he must add more rope. He ties my hands and starts pulling them up just a tad. Every minute or so, he reties the rope up more and more making my back arch more and more. My elbows bend behind my head the more he pulls up the rope. It relieves some of the weight on my legs and hips but adds much more stress to my wrists and back. The more tension he adds, the quieter I get. Eventually I stop talking and concentrate on my breathing and my situation only. Its amazing how just a few feet of rope can quiet the most talkative mood for me. I finally must call this scene. The next thing you see is me laying on the ground in a puddle of rope, in a very happy subspace, talking once again but with the biggest smile. Of course, i ask Knotty Guy what else he has in store for me instead of resting. What can I say, we are both rope sluts and this is why we are great friends;)
22:04 video
Knotty Guy and I have a unique relationship. He ties me, I tie others and we have agreed he doesn't tell the others that he ties me or that i do love being stretched by means of rope before I start my domme sessions with my bottoms. I want to have a limber body for my session later so I can flog and tie and spank my submissive so what better way to get limber and stretched than to use rope as the helper and Knotty Guy as the friendly facilitator. You watch as the first rope goes on thru the last. You watch as safety and comfort, yes, comfort, is considered in every rope he applies to my body. I patiently stand in my Mistress outfit and black high heel pumps as he ties me up more and more. Once my hip harness and chest harness is complete, he ties my arms above my head, my left leg out and up then finishes by tying my right leg into a frogtie aka futo suspending me off the floor allowing me to stretch but also not be too uncomfortable in my rope yoga practice session. He always thinks i talk to much so he adds a ball gag but of course this only muffled my gag talk, not shuts me up. ahhh...now this is the lovely casual stretching session I need it. Now to persuade him to untie me before my Mistress session starts. Hmmm..this might be a challenge.
8:01 video
Its been years that lewis has submitted to me. We have many stories and experiences and its time to refresh why he needs me to be in charge. I have his legs duct taped together and his hands taped into balls with tape as well. He his gagged with several layers of wrap around duct tape and also strips of tape over his eyes. I have tape all over his back as you watch me quickly and mercilessly peel it off. He doesn't make a noise, he just accepts his fate. Luckily he isn't very hairy or else this could have hurt pretty bad. Tho I do know first hand, even with little body hair, this didn't not tickle. Once his back is clear of my previous torment device, I lower his boxers and ponder just how much it might take to break this ruler over his ass. I smile and really enjoy contemplating this process. My tight leather pants, my itty bitty bikini top and my boots add to my mood. I am in the mood to test my patience and his pain tolerance and of course this little piece of wood I have. The noise it makes w every smack is loud and sharp. You can tell I am in my Goddess mode as my tongue sticks out as this is my natural reaction to when I am simply being me and focusing on what is in front of me. I smack and smack his ass w the ruler. I caress at times with my nails and hands but then smack some more. I need his ass to be more red so I use my bare hand to spank him to. When he does make noise from the pain, this makes me smile and motivates me to smack and punish him more. ahhh....it doesn't look like this ruler will break, so I guess that just means I get to use it again on him the next time we meet up and it certainly better not be years from now or i wont go nearly as light on him. Ahhh..i sure have missed my Goddess mode. Want to be next?
8:17 video
Knotty Guy and I are really good at throwing ideas back and forth and when I show him something I want to try, he is more than happy to oblige. It looked easy enough, now to see how my mind and my body handles it. Keep in mind, many of our ideas come from pictures that we are pretty certain was never intended to be a video, so we never know how long I will endure it or what the weak points are after 1 min, 2 or 10. All we know is we have fun collaborating and this tie is no different.
I am hogtied but from the front as my forearms are tied to my calves and my wrists are tied to my ankles. I do have a hip harness wrapped around my butt, tho this rope isn't restricting me at all for the moment. I try to struggle on the floor and I am already in shock how stuck I am with just these 2 ropes. Sometimes 8 ropes aren't aren't able to keep me this still. I struggle all I can as I do fall on my side and feel very helpless but as the 1 rope slips just a bit, I am able to move my body to make my ass go up in the air in a very vulnerable position. I then struggle back to my original position as I ask Knotty Guy for help. I should know better by now that his definition of help is not the same as mine.
The next thing I know, I am suspended using just the 3 ropes that started on my body in a front hogtie but super immobile, stuck and unable to barely move a thing. My head can move and my fingers but that is it. I am really just a hanging piece of shibari art and I just cant believe how darn uncomfortable this bondage position is. Lucky the leather boots help the ropes from digging in too much and my thick thighs help hold my hip harness in place as my ass is very exposed and teasing to be spanked (or more). I cant Im still talking too much as I am then gagged with super sticky microfoam tape. My lip outline is still very obvious as the peril in my eyes. I really am helpless and stuck hanging in the air. I really should know better by now to ask Knotty Guy for help with there is rope anywhere nearby.
13:10 video
I wanted to be bound in tape, I wanted to be made to be still but also feel and I certainly got that as seen in Part 1 and 2. Now its time to see if I can escape. It doesn't take me long at all to realize that i simply cant. There is so much tape wrapped around every part of my body, including my fingers that I would need to help escape. I admit defeat hesitantly knowing what is coming. I definitely know it will hurt for the tape to be removed from my body but I do not expect it to hurt this much. I have a massive fear of cutting instruments, including safety scissors. Knotty Guy must use them to create ends to pull the tape off my skin. My noises are very genuine, my pain is sincere. Luckily I'm blindfolded with electrical tape or else I would have probably topped a lot more from the bottom. His smile is big as he pulls the tape off my skin, knowing it must happen. Luckily I don't kick him but wow, this hurt so much. We both laugh thru the process but wow, was my pain tolerance tested. He helps me find the end to the tape wrapped around my mouth and eyes as I slowly remove it from my face. Geeeesh. So very sticky. This tape bondage experience sure gave me exactly what i desired. I felt everything and now is a very great mood;)
10:38 video
I am wearing a 1 piece spandex one piece body suit that fits my body perfectly in all the right spots. The design of this catsuit really emphasis my body is the most perfect way. My hands and feet are also covered in spandex. I seduce the camera as i feel sexy as feel silky and soft and can't keep my hands off my body. Tho, the rope also feels it needs to be on my body. Slowly the ropes go on me as my legs to keep them together. I rub the ropes and feel how they feel on my body. Then more rope is added to my upper body so i cant touch the ropes but feel how the ropes feel without my gloves hands available. I then am hung upside down and left to hang and wiggle, writhe and spin. I struggle as much as I can but the ropes keep me as put as they do so well. My capture feels I need a machine added to my machine sweet spot so he add an hitachi and a cleave gag to keep me a bit quite all while upside down and hanging at his mercy. How long will he let me hanging and cumming, its certainly not up to me.