Mummification Madness Struggling Challenge

Still six minutes to go provided you keep struggling!

I have been going through a lot of electrical tape lately and for good reason. People seem to like the black and shiny look. I have been wanting to mix it up a little though which I found two ways to do. Hannah Perez is just plain awesome and a real champ when it comes to my devious schemes. She will always listen with interest as I explain just how difficult the position and predicament will be. She asks a couple questions and then invariably says lets go for it. I view it as a great compliment as she has never told me no to an idea, and she always finds a way to pull it off.

Our mummification together came about because of a failed custom request. Custom requests are often not really attempts at a custom. I do not think most people are being surreptitious, I just think they do not realize that talking about the possibilities is more stimulating to them than actually nailing down a custom and producing it. Most of the requests are legit but a fair share are just people mentally masturbating, looking for free images or just wanting to talk about an idea without a true goal of realizing it through production. A common scenario is somebody will describe a position and then ask to see models that I think can handle tough restraint. I will send a list of names and then invariably I get asked to show samples of them. I then point out that they are easily found on the internet through my ports, blog, stores, etc. Then they disappear from my email inbox forever.

There is a fine line walking between someone's fantasy and what is actually achievable through the budget that they have available. There is also a fine line having a number of interesting ideas from people that would make great clips, but they often come from what I call seeders. Seeders are people that email you about a custom clip, describe the scenario and then back out. Their goal is to get you to produce the idea yourself. They go into excruciating detail about the scenario, the materials used and the interactions with the model. They never actually want to talk about cost, timing or finalizing production. Eventually when those topics become more of a focus for me they stop returning emails.

Because I am a complete bastard I have away of handling seeders. I take their idea, change the parts that I feel were most important to them and then make the clip myself. The mummification that Hannah is experiencing was supposed to be done with saran wrap covered with silver duct tape. Her eyes were to be covered and the scenario was about an abduction. She was to be given no chance of escape. I changed all of that. I used nylon encasement and black electrical tape. I turned it into an instructional video where Hannah was a willing participant. I made it a challenge where she would be let lose after a set period of time. I then did an interview with her at the end.

I love doing customs. I appreciate all of you making custom requests. Those of you though that think you are smarter than me though, who think you can trick me into producing something for free, are in for a shock. I will do your clip for free and giving you nothing that you thought you were sly enough to trick me into doing. Your blonde will be a brunette. Your tape will change color or become gauze. You scenario will be the exact opposite. You fantasy will just not exist in the clip ... and it will sell.

I will end by saying that a frogtie mummification has been requested by several people. This blog is not about you, you are all great! This blog is about a great position, a great gal and someone who wasted my time with 16 emails only to inspire me to my finest (IMHO) mummification to date. For than I thank you :P

Image courtesy of Hannah Perez in Tight Tape and No Escape Mummification.

Her Ya Go

Strict Bondage and Heavy Groping

Did You Hide It Here?

Several years ago a charming and attractive model named Angelique Kithos contacted me about possible shooting. At the time work and other things did not allow much time in my schedule, and I am extremely bad about email. If you have ever emailed me and not gotten a response do not feel offended. You have joined the ranks of a hundred relatives, co-workers and models. That is why I have a booking agent now. As for Angelique she was diligent in her correspondence which may have been either very clever or very foolish on her part. She had done a lot of bondage and was smoking hot. After a few emails not getting answered she decided to up the stakes a little bit. Ted Michaels was not going to miss out on this ultra-bindable cutie.

I received an email that almost no rigger or lover of bondage could resist. She went into detail about how she loved bondage and was moving to the area. She was looking for somebody to work with consistently that could really put her through her paces. She told of her submissiveness, her need for tight rope and her ability to escape almost any restraint. She said she would be living mere minutes away. She asked me to imagine the possibilities of having someone so willing to be tied tightly so close. Who can resist that and call themselves a rigger?

I contacted her back and gave her my usual warnings, I mean content list. Phrases like "every rope tight" and "thoroughly immobilizing positions" and "heavy groping" did not deter her. She said the tighter the better. The more I fondled her the more she would fight. If I put her to the test I would get the most adorable expressions from her. She could take anything and would ooze pained damsel in distress the entire time. I said ultra-strict, and she said yes. I said manhandling, and she said go for it. I said I would bundle her into a tight little ball of helplessness and paw every inch, and she said please.

I have a method with new people when I work with them the first time. There is a feeling out process in most cases. How much can she handle? How fast should I ramp up the difficulty. That didn't happen with Angelique though. She talked the talk, and I was going to see if she could walk the walk. We shot some photo sets to get things rolling. Small talk makes things a lot easier for me before you start shooting video. She seems to find me humorous. That is a plus. She has a lot of similar interests. That is a big plus. She can hold her own in a conversation. That is a giant plus. She handled two photo sets of crisp and ultra-tight bondage. That is a plus beyond measure.

I set up the camera and reminded her of her email. She said she was the real deal, and she was all that and more. I groped her from start to finish as I progressively bound her into a tightly folded lotus. I pulled her back by her hair until she was vertical, her ankles were high in the air and her now exposed crotch was in full view ... and fully available. I cupped, groped, rubbed and stroked for a very long time. She never said stop, and it was a heavy groping video after all. She must not have minded because she kept coming back for shoot after shoot. Oh, and she is now my booking agent and my wife! How many people can list getting to second base before your first date with a gal?

Image courtesy of Hooded Hottie Groping Hell with Angelique Kithos.

Models Hate Cold Floors More Than Strict Bondage

Ted, your studio has really cold floors. Just ask my nipples!!!

Have you ever seen a special about Alaska or the Arctic? Some scientist is trying to track the mating habits of a bird with a name that makes you chuckle to yourself even though you are no longer twelve. It is called something like a Giant Double-Breasted Booby or the Alaskan Titmouse. The narrator is warbling on with his silky-smooth voice, "It is called giant for a reason. It is the largest Booby of them all. Until its discovery in 1958 everyone thought South America had the biggest Boobies, but Alaska has Boobies that are hands down the largest. Watch the odd bobbing motion as it walks, almost like it is jiggling. Scientists are not sure how this behavior developed, but they are fascinated by it." Then at some point the narrator will mention that the scientists have to move quickly. The cold weather allows only a two week window to observe this behavior.

My studio is Alaska when you are trying to observe the mating habits of the Giant Double-Breasted Booby. It is either far too hot or far too cold. Twice a year for about a week it is perfect. It was neither of those times when I shot with Natalie Minx for the first time. As with many models I work with for the first time the first set is about going through the paces. I throw everything into the mix. Her bondage was ultra-strict, her gag was punishing, she was groped, her beasts were exposed, her panties here pulled down and her breasts were tightly tied. I hogtied her into a tight little ball and then I circled her with a camcorder like a news helicopter over a traffic jam. I wanted to see if she could handle my style of bondage and how long she could handle it. The first set is about bending the model. The model is like a tree in the wind, and the bondage needs to flex her just enough but never too far.

One, two, four and then eight minutes passed in that hogtie. She never stopped moving and never stopped begging for release. Her eyes pleaded with the camera. Ropes on the floor pressed uncomfortably into skin already tightened by even tighter ropes. Her arms grew redder and redder from the elbow restraint with each passing minute. The tape digging into her cheeks dug deeper and deeper as her face tired. I panned up and down every inch of her cinched figure documenting her bare breasts, exposed crotch and her eyes asking me when it would be over. The camera moved in, and she was lectured on her bad behavior.

She lay there with grit and dirt and dust from the floor all over her as I untied her. I worked her arms loose first. Rope marks from her earlier breast bondage were still on her skin. The gag was next, and I slowly unwound it strip by strip until her face, creased and red from the tape, was her own again. She rubber her arms and wrists as I finished untying her. I said, "Those elbow ropes suck after a while." Her response was, "Those I can handle, but your floor is freezing!" Our next set was in the living room on the rug.

Image courtesy of You Screwed Over the Wrong Gal with Natalie Minx.

Strict Bondage and Tight Gags

Wenona strains without any gain!

Everything about a certain set says strict bondage and a tight gag. The predicament above features Wenona as the damsel in distress. She plays the role well and understands that the best acting comes from good direction. In this case the director is white nylon rope pulled ultra-tight and a gag strapped in not one but two notches past the normal. I refer to this as the minimalist approach, but my version of minimalism results in a scene of true helplessness.

In the image above every rope around Wenona is pulled tight. Every loop is neat. Every knot is unforgiving. The bondage forces exertion. The exertion tenses her muscles and build a sheen of perspiration all over her body. The ballgag is pulled just tightly enough into her mouth that these exertions force shortness of breath and moaning. Her pants and moans allow drool to run freely from her mouth, down her chin and onto her chest. Her body is over-sensitized from a tight crotchrope digging in deeply enough to stimulate but not so much to cause pain. Her nipples become fully erect as blood flow is diverted to her skin. Even the air flow from the vent is enough to continue the stimulation on her nipples now.

Acting the part at some point is replaced by becoming the part. I do not have to tell her to struggle. The bondage and gag have compelled her to struggle. Her tensed muscles start the release of endorphins. She cannot even feel the ropes now, but she can certainly feel the slight tinge of euphoria coming over her body. She no longer fights the ballgag and lets is sink deeper into her mouth forcing out even more drool. She gyrates in her chair forcing the crotchrope to continue rubbing against her, forcing the air to continue wafting against her engorged nipples. There is no longer agony from the ropes, only the body's desire to keep the endorphins flowing and maintain the sweet sensations she is no lost among. Struggling is now automatic.

So it goes on for long minutes. Wenona left her mental script of, "wiggle, moan, arch, moan, try to drool, big eyes" a long time ago. The ropes and gag have done their work. The have held fast and produced a chain reaction that turned her into a real damsel in distress. She is no longer struggling against the ropes and gag but with them. Drool flows freely down her chin as she moans not from a script but from the ropes rubbing against her over-sensitized skin and that crotch rope pulled to just the right tightness working against crotch. Her movements are no longer about release but about maintaining the sensations. She is almost shocked when I say we're done. Her look is one of being snapped out of a trance with perhaps a little disappointment added.

There are many ways to make a girl helpless with strict bondage and tight gags. A truly fun way is to tie them in a way where their struggling creates a set of events that make them want to struggle instead of feel like they have to struggle. It is not voluntary. The events compel the girl to so so, and that means they are damsels in distress in the truest form. So close to escape but never reaching it because struggle becomes about struggle for the sake of struggling instead of struggling for the sake of freedom. In essence though are those sensations not the true freedom? A little release of endorphins and a little, "ah, that was nice" to recover from a rough day can do wonders I would think.

Image courtesy of Welded in White with Wenona.

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Models Plus Science Equals Mummification

If You're My Mummy Then Who's Your Daddy?

Over the last year I have undergone an extensive set of tests to prove to myself that I am not allergic to tape. It has never concerned me. I do not have nightmares about swollen red hands itching from contact with tape. I have never woken up in a cold sweat, sat up and screamed, "Great Scott! What if I am allergic to tape?!?!" Come to think of it I've never screamed, "Great Scott!" ever as well. That is most likely because I do not give two s**ts about how many gigawatts it takes to travel through time and think Delorians are stupid. You made a car out of a kitchen sink. Congratulations.

The point is that I am very scientific. Oh, you want proof? I wore a lab coat and held a clip board in a video with Angelique Kithos and Kendra James. Still not convinced? I was wearing glasses and nodding my head most of the time. That is right, it was scientific bitches! The only way to know something is through empirical evidence. You develop a hypothesis and then test that hypothesis rigorously through the scientific method. Years of contact with tape were not enough. There were too many variables, too many unknowns. I had to do this right. I could not let Angelique, Kendra or that pristine white lab coat down!

Fetishcon was the answer. It was the only place that a non-electrician can walk into the lobby with almost 30 pounds of tape and not get funny looks. It was the only place where I could explain my experiments to a host of beautiful women without them pointing in a random direction, saying, "Look, flying monkeys!" and then disappearing before I turned back to them. In fact these same people were telling me to bring it on. They said, "Bring it Ted, bring on the science. Do your tests, gather your data. You can count on us!" Whitney Morgan brought a protractor. Ashley Graham donated some beakers. Star came to town with an Erlenmeyer flask. Gigi Lynn reminded me to wear glasses because, and I quote, "Science is about smarts and you look dumber without your glasses." The girls knew I needed answers, they appreciated the empirical method and the science could commence.

We went through a lot of tape at this year's Fetishcon. I am not exaggerating, I finished off a full box of electrical tape, three boxes of microfoam, a box of blenderm, two rolls of transparent electrical tape, three rolls of duct tape and a various amounts of four other kinds of tape. The electrical tape alone weighed over 22 pounds according to the shipping manifest taped inside the box. Yes, they taped the shipping details for a 22 pound box of tape inside the box with tape. Fortunately for the world i\t did not open up a wormhole. I did four full mummification sets, 2 partial mummification sets, 32 wrap gags and 11 layered restraints that utilized electrical tape or duct tape or both.

The testing was done. We all sat around my laptop nervously as the data ran through a series of algorithms developed solely for the task at hand. Each girl underwent mummification, brutal gagging and layered restraints. This was more than money. This was more than bondage. This was science. After the programs finished running the results were finally ready. We broke into cheers and danced around the flickering screen. I was not allergic to tape. The science was there, the science was sound and the science clearly said that the mummification and tape gags would continue!

Image courtesy of Ashley Graham in Mummification Country Club Initiation.

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