More Orgasms Than You Can Count on One Hand

The four extra orgasms are the icing on cake!

Going through my hard-drive is often like panning for gold. I sift down into things deeper and deeper and suddenly I see something glisten. Could it be? No, don't get your hopes up. Many things are shiny, and you've been fooled before. It is worth a closer look though, so lets double-click on that file. Holy shit! I forgot I even had this. I can't believe my naming scheme back then was so cryptic, no wonder I missed this for so long.

Such is the way with some of my releases. I capture everything I shoot. I archive everything I shoot. Sometimes though things get lost, misplaced, hidden beneath a crowd of bound and gagged women. I can overlook them for days, weeks, months and even years. They always have a way of percolating back up to the surface though. My brain interprets things just right one day to look at a file on my drive and look at it. It becomes immediately clear that I haven't done anything with it. Something I forgot I even shot becomes just as new to me as the day I filmed it. Three years hiding on my drive and now bursting forth with bondage awesomeness.

That happened with my most recent update. I was looking for a file and stumbled upon another. The name made no sense, but the size and extension told me that there was something on it worth looking at for a moment. I ran the file, it loaded up into my player and I see Angelique drooling all over herself and moaning like crazy as the first hitachi I ever owned pounded multiple orgasms out of her. She played the sassy damsel. I played the masked villain. She gets taken down, tied up and writhes in chair bondage with open legs that beg for a vibrator. First I let her drool all over herself. Then I grope the hell out of her. Finally she gets a vibrator tied tightly against her crotch buzzing orgasm after orgasm out of her.

How can something like this stay lost for so long? How can the world be so cruel to let something like this do little more than take up space on my H: drive? I don't know. I do know though that I'm ecstatic to have found the gem!

Image courtesy of Struggling Artist's Roped, Groped and Drooling Orgasm Hell with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10844389.

Nylon + Duct Tape + Angelique = Tasty Strict Bondage

Like smooth and shiny damsels? Try nylon encasement!

In my early days of shooting I learned a valuable lesson: get a model naked early and film that material as soon as possible. Is this because I like naked girls? No, although I love naked girls. Is this because I'm a huge pervert? No, although I am a huge pervert. Is this because I enjoy the idea of just meeting a model and having her stripped down and helpless on my carpet? I plead the fifth on that one.

Models today almost never bail on a shoot or even a position. There are so many people who will accept being made into a human pretzel, that will endure having their mouths stuffed to overflowing, that don't even blink an eye when the magic wand turns on and turns into an erotic jack-hammer that the field of competition is very level. This wasn't always the case. There was a time when I would send out 25 emails and hope for one model to accept my oh-so-strange offer of tying them up and filming it. Many of these girls had never experienced bondage and if they had it fell far short of the tightness I put them through. The number of shoots I had end early or even after the first set far outnumbered getting all the material I had pain-painstakingly planned for in the days before the shoot. Don't feel sorry for me. I knew full well that most girls could not or would not deal with the Ted Michaels experience. I took the risk willingly because compromise on strict bondage is like negotiation with a hand grenade. I have no interest in it and the result is something blowing up in my face.

The answer came out of pure economics. I learned that many models could not deal with my bondage. I knew I would not compromise on my restraint. I accepted that some would leave early. This is a good place to add that my rate included partial or full nudity. I was shooting a lot but getting no nude work from my collaborators. The answer was simple. Open the door, greet the model politely, explain the shoot and then tell her to put on the birthday suit. In those days this usually resulted in a little surprise because after all getting tied and gagged by a complete stranger but having him see you nude after knowing him five minutes was another. They always stopped worrying about the awkwardness though when the ropes started going on. Funny how your elbows touching for the first time totally takes your mind off of sitting naked in a strange man's living room.

The first time I worked with Angelique she wasn't shy about being nude. She was already an accomplished fine art model. It seemed natural to get her nude right away and then cover her with nylon and duct tape. I haven't done the position in a long time, but I called it the hogtie trainer then. Model's like to cheat on hogties by grabbing the ropes with their hands. The trainer taught them to endure a hogtie without their hands to take away any strain. Models will also dip their head down when tired prevent those wonderful face shots. The trainer holds their head high for everyone to see. Oddly I chose to blindfold Angelique because showing her gag works just as well. We really need to do this one again. I wonder if she will agree?

Image courtesy of Mummified and Vibed with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/3814980.

Strict Predicament Bondage

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Organic Bondage ... Strict Bondage On-The-Fly

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I Saw Ludella in the Window and Just Had to Have Her ... In Strict Bondage!

Bound, gagged, helpless ... alone.

I'm an oddball in many respects, one of them being my use frequent use of negative space. It can show just how helpless and alone a damsel is during her plight. It can emphasize the vastness of a space and how tightly constrained a captive is to her surroundings. I could get right up into a damsel's face, and I do often, but if I do not pull back to show just how alone she is with her helplessness then I am denying the viewer of her perspective.

Negative space is the area around and between subjects in a composition. I tied Ludella very tightly the shown set. I packed her face full of panties, and I taped them in without any yield. I folded her into a strict, little bundle and poised her three feet off the ground. Of course I am going to show tight shots of her struggling, the shine of the light off a her gag and the furrow in her brow as her struggles dig tight ropes even deeper into her porcelain skin. Of course I am going to capture fully body views of her beautiful form in ultra-strict bondage, wriggling and moaning away as she fights her captivity. I am however doing an injustice to not pull back for a wide shot at least once to let the viewer see just how alone she is with her plight.

I isolated Ludella with her restraint. I made her helpless, uncomfortable and unable to move. I then balanced her precariously on a pedestal higher off the ground than any bound and gagged model would care to be teetering. What better way to showcase this than with a nice use of negative space. The viewer now sees how small Ludella is in the full scope of her surroundings. They see just how little she can move and that she has no chance for escape. She can barely struggle and even if she could she would not for fear of toppling to the ground. The door is so far away. There is no way to reach a phone, get to any scissors or make enough noise to reach the outside. She is small in comparison to her surroundings and this smallness showcases her extreme helplessness. She is made even more helpless by devoting less of the frame to her, almost as if she is just another item in the room. Her is my furniture,  rug, lamp, television, and oh by the way, have you seen my new Ludella? I really think she brightens up the place but enough about her, I want to show you the other rooms.

Image courtesy of Bound, Gagged and Sitting Pretty with Ludella Hahn. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10273401.

The Strict Hogtie Is Her Arch-Enemy

Bondage pilates requires frequent arching!

I remember my very first professional hogtie. I say professional only in the respect that it was with a model, it was a paid shoot and I was actively trying to generate bondage material. I had a series of shots that I wanted to capture, and I ran the model through all of them repeatedly until I was happy I had what I needed. I repeated this for each set until the last set, the hogtie. I always saved the hogtie for the last set. They tended to be super-tight, super-strenuous and for the bondage-uninitiated a real eye-opener.

I ran through each angle with precision invariably saying, "big arch." The model looked at me like I was from another world. She could barely move, and any movement that was possible resulted in levels of discomfort that prompted eye rolling, muffled sighs and the occasional raising of a middle finger. She arched meekly and plopped back down almost instantly. I told her that I needed longer to get my focus. She shot me a look that questioned my sanity, grunted, arched, held the position for a half second and plopped back down again. I lowered my camera, told her I knew it was hard and added that when the flashes went off she could relax. She looked at me wondering why I was not taking pictures having her trussed up like a holiday goose. She wriggled in discomfort, crinkled her forehead and flexed her hands. The wheels were turning, and she was questioning if her choice to model was the right one. I readied my camera. She arched, held it and began to tremble slightly while I got my focus. I said almost there in a supportive voice, and her forehead pinched into that lovely damsel expression. I pressed the shutter button. The flashes went off, she collapsed to the ground and groaned in relief. I told her that was great, and her eyes looked like she would be smiling if her face full of ballgag would allow it. I told two more. The look she gave me then was almost asking if I was joking, but she knew I was not. She arched twice more for shots, each time holding the position until her face shifted from "come on and take the damn picture" to "what the hell have I gotten myself into?" Imagine her surprise when she learned I had six more angles, and they all needed arching.



Image courtesy of Packed Mouth and a Jacked Hogtie with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10578825.

Every Hogtie Is Different from the Last But No Less Strict

Mental note: choose truth next time and not dare!

I tie restraints a little different each time, so it's always nice to go back and review earlier shoots. So much of tying a girl up for me happens on the fly. I know that I will do a hogtie, but I have no idea of the mechanics of the position ahead of time. It starts and then evolves into the final restraint based on spontaneous factors. I know A and I know Z, the hell with how I am going to get there. I have a damsel that can handle great restraint. I am a rigger that knows how to tie someone up. I trust that we will both get to a place that look spectacular.

I do restraint on the fly. I find that for me the fluid results is far better than a meticulously planned position. So many things happen during a restraint that throw off a rigid plan. I like to go with the flow. I know where I am starting and let the river take both of us. It will go to the right place if I trust in her ability to take restraint and my ability to apply restraint. As such my hogties are always a little different each time I do them. I need to secure some rope, so I add something. I have some rope left over, and I do a decorative coil or a wrap of some sort. I need her to arch more, and I add a cinch or two in a place that I haven't before. It's great for me to have a mental inventory of all these variations because at the time all my brain remembers is I hogtied a damsel.

The image above is a great example. I have hogtied Angelique more times than I can count. I have used nylon rope, cotton rope, jute rope, duct tape, electrical tape, stockings, white rope, red rope, black rope, brown rope and the list goes on. Every time the restraint is different. The river takes us both to the same destination of ultra-strict restraint, but that journey is different. This hogtie took some turns that changed the look. A rock appeared and we veered to the left. We hit some rapids and needed to paddle hard back to the right. Some small and not-so-small obstacles demanded we steer the raft where the river wanted, not where we planned. I glanced over and could not see my scissors when I wanted to cut away the pantyhose that would not fit in her mouth, so I just taped over the wad over her lips. It made for a great gag. I felt like her arm ropes would slip so I used decorative loops and cinches to hole them in place. The look was great. I needed a rope for the hogtie and was out, so I untied her knees to use that rope. The knee spread allowed for a much more severe arch in the hogtied. A dozen or more elements of that hogtie happened because we hit on-the-fly challenges and just went with the flow. The result was one of my favorite hogties!

Image courtesy of Packed Mouth and a Jacked Hogtie with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10578825.

Bondage Bluff Becomes Strict-Restraint Tell

Um, you can just wrap it instead of pulling it so tight!

Bondage shoots are like a poker game where the damsel has to deal with the hand the producer deals her and play it until the end. Folding is always a possibility, but most models only tap out under the most unpalatable circumstances. They play their cards, no matter how poor the hand, until the winner rakes in the pot. Of course the win for the model is release. Any number of bad cards find their way into a damsel's hand. Her arms might go numb up to the point of tingling and stay that way. She may shift just enough for the blood flow in her hands to return fully bringing "the fire." Her shoulders and jaw might ache, but she plays her hand like it is a winner. The viewer sees what she wants them to see. They see distress and sensual struggle. They hear moans and groans that could just as easily say, "let me go" as well as, "my panties are getting wet despite my shame!" The model shows the ultimate poker face, the face that the viewer needs to see to believe the scene.

One expects the model to bluff with the viewer. One does not however realize she also bluffs with the producer. She wants them to think she is made of iron. She needs them to feel confident that she can be bent but not broken. She assures them her mouth can accept almost anything to silence her for the audience. Most models though have not played poker with such high stakes before though. They know the basics and have enough skill to pass for the viewer, but they have not played a pot through with a really bad hand. Even worse they have no idea what to do with such a bad hand. Their bluff is betrayed by a tell, a subtle hint that they are not longer playing the hand. It is the hand that is playing them. Every damsel has their own tell. It is a reflex, an anomaly, an action that goes against the normal script they play out during a scene. It is subtle and easily missed but knowing the model it becomes glaring.

Angelique showed her tell on our first shoot. She talked about how she could handle any gag. She had been gagged with almost everything, had seen it all and was ready for anything. I strapped a ballgag into her mouth, a huge ballgag. She did what most damsels do and locked her molars into it, preventing it from going all the way into her mouth as I fastened the strap. I then crushed her elbows together. She was flexible even at that point in her bondage career but had never experienced the shoulder-wrenching sensation of having her elbows rubbing against each other. As she mentally tried to process this new feeling I took the strap on her ballgag and pulled it two notches tighter. She gasped. The huge red orb was now deeply locked into her mouth, and her jaws pried open. I was not done though. I took out Microfoam tape and began wrapping it around her face. I pulled each wrap as tightly as possible without snapping the tape before laying it over her mouth. The tape squeezed her face and pushed the ball in her mouth even deeper into her face.
Her tell was obvious at this point. A crease emerged between her eyebrows. Models hate that crease and avoid it at all costs. It is the kind of crease that millions of women try to remove by injecting Botox into their faces over and over. Once set in place, it is there forever. Angelique would never purposely use that expression. In the poker game that is a bondage shoot her bluff had become a tell. Her cards now laid bare she could only ride the hand out until the end hoping beyond hope that I would not raise and even worse, go all in!

Image courtesy of His Dreams Became Her Bondage Nightmare with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10177341.

Angelique is hogtied tight again!

What do you mean we can go a little tighter?

I have always cinched nylon rope as tight as possible. People might things that jute or cotton rope is the most brutal because it is thin and does not slip, but nylon is more brutal because it is more slippery. When something has more give I pull torque, tug and tie it as tightly as possible to lock everything in place. When I tie with all-natural materials things lock in place without much effort. There is not reason to tug them tighter. With nylon every little slip subconsciously compels me to pull and pull some more until I pull it to tension and all the slip disappears from the synthetic fibers. Tied strictly nylon is just as unyielding as natural fiber rope and because it has no give it is far more restrictive to a poor damsel.

Angelique dressed for a set in a shiny, black catsuit, and there could be no better contrast than shiny white rope. Jute would not show well on video and cotton rope looks dirty to me against black. No, it had to be nylon rope and shiny microfoam for the gag. She struggles against me as I tied her which forced ever rope to be pulled as tightly as possible. It wasn't long before the tightness sapped the struggle from her, and I was restraining her without resistance. I could pull every wrap of rope as snug as possible, cinching things down to an agonizing level of constriction. I let her struggle before the hogtie just to loosen her up. I prefer to hogtie a girl when she is limp from being tired. A damsel with tense up when I put on a hogtie, and this works against me. I can pull a tired damsel tighter, pulling that arch to higher and higher levels. Once she started to sweat I knew it was time and stepped in to finish the hogtie. I pulled her crossed ankles to her shoulders until she grunted. I then pulled some more until she started to arch. She groaned, but I pulled even more. I kept pulling until her wrists were under her ankles. Her chest was high off the floor as were her knees, and her struggles were not reduced to that of an obscene rocking bundle of helpless damsel. She began to sweat even more, to the point of it dropping off her face. She could not rest on her chest or with her legs. All the strain was on her back as she balanced on her hips using every muscle just to endure. I left her for six or seven minutes. Her facial expressions told me that she was truly struggling from the start, but she had little choice in the matter. As a bead of sweat fell from the tip of her nose I called it and stepped in to release her. Nylon rope is not a damsels friend. Of course it did not deter Angelique from letting me hogtie her again for the next set. She is funny that way.

Image courtesy of Brutal Backarch for the Bitchy Burglar with Angelique Kithos. Available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10512947.

Angelique Is Hogtied Beyond the Ability to Move

Why did I have to pick a hogtie?

I hadn't shot with Angelique in some time, and although I had dozens of ideas running through my head I told her I wanted to do a standard tie with some gag rotations. She frowned to find out I only planned to tie her wrists, ankles, knees and elbows. I told her the gags will be difficult, so I wanted to make sure the bondage was not overly taxing. Her response was to challenge me on my choice. "Why tie the hell out of all those other models and then make me look like a whimp?" I asked her what she preferred, and she said hogtie almost immediately.

I brought out the jute rope and put plenty on her legs, really cinching it tight and digging it in deeply. I think I pulled the crotch rope the tightest, disappearing inside her despite both panties and shiny tights underneath. Partially secured and with her hands cuffed behind it back I made her sit, time for the first gag. I knotted her hair out-of-the-way to help with a smooth taping which prompted her to call me a hair dresser. I dropped the small pair of panties in my hand and picked up a gigantic car washing sponge. She looked at like I was out of my mind saying that it would never fit. She had little idea of the capabilities of determination and tight wrappings of tape. I wadded to sponge into a size that would go into her mouth and slowly rocked it in as far as it would go. She was tense and fought the sponge keeping about 1/4 inch still outside of her mouth. I took black electrical tape and started slowly and tightly wrapping it around her head and over the sponge. With each wrapping her jaws tired a little more until finally all the sponge popped fully into her mouth. I kept wrapping until the black tape completely covered her lips.

Angelique was not happy at this point. Her face grew red with strain, and the muffled words, "Too big, it's too big!"seeped out through the massive wad of sponge and the tape over it. I began tying her chest. She was having a great deal of difficulty as the sponge created immense pressure on her jaws, but I let her endure it while I went about my business. Finally when her eyes began to tear up I relented and freed her from the gag. She said she would never call me a hair dresser again and sniffled. I finished framing her chest with stringent ropes and tied her ankles together. To her dismay I reached into my box and pulled out a large pair of panties and some microfoam tape. I told her to open wide, and she groaned as I stuffed her cheeks full and then forced the rest behind her teeth. I wrapped very tight strands of tape around her head until they covered her face.

With wide eyes and a red face she stared at me over the gag while I cut away her top exposing her breasts. I laced a thing jute cord through her chest ropes one one-by-one pulled them tightly trapping each breast in a tight cinch. They quickly turned almost as red as her face, and she was ready for the final challenge. I released her from the torment of her second gag and tied her arm and elbows behind her back. She was ready, and I made her slide to the floor where I pulled her into the corner. I took an even larger pair of panties and begin stuffing them into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged and her eyes widened as I pushed and pushed until every inch of something made to cover a vagina fully filled her face. I wrapped clear electrical tape around her head until she was fully gagged. I then tied her wrists up to her side in a harsh chicken wing before rolling her to her belly. I cinched the hogtie so tightly that she arched without even trying. The ropes alone held her breasts off the ground and she groaned from the strain. I was not done though and finished by tying her hair knot back to her high heels.

I left her like this for over five minutes. She could not move. She could not roll over. She could do little more than arch a little and desperately try to survive her harsh gagging. She was completely helpless, but then again she asked for the position. I only wanted to do an easy tie-em-up, she wanted the hogtie. Then again though my definition of a hogtie differs greatly from what many models are thinking about when they suggest one!

Image courtesy of Hogtied Beyond the Ability to Move with Angelique Kithos. Video available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10453591.

Pepper Sterling and Monica Jade, Setting Up Shoots Now

The images above are linked from Monica's and Pepper's public Tumbler pages and remain the copyright of the producer of the images,  the model in the image or a party copyright has been transferred to by the original holder. These images do not show my work with the model and are provided as examples based on publicly available material of each model.

I am setting up shoots with both Pepper Sterling and Monica Jade. I am very excited about the opportunity to work with both of these wonderful women. I have already worked with Monica on other fetish content and am looking forward to working with her on strict bondage material. Pepper recently contacted us, and I am highly impressed with her growing bondage portfolio.

Both girls are highly flexible and have a high discomfort level. Monica will appear fully nude while Pepper will do up to topless. Pepper is available for forced orgasm material. Both girls are available for grope and fondle, spanking, breast bondage, clamps, lift and carry, suspension, mummification, human furniture, severe elbow restraint, extreme mouth-packing, transport, crotch ropes, flogging and moderate breast torture. If your interests fall outside of this list please feel free to inquire about other things each model is available to shoot.

Customs are on a first-come-first-served basis with priority given to any custom 30 minutes or more.


For details about a custom with either girl please email me HERE.

More images of both girls are available at their Tumbler pages linked below:
http://peppersterling.tumblr.com/
http://msmonicajade.tumblr.com/

Chairs Don't Have to be Vertical for Bondage Fun

I sometimes order with my damsel on the side

There is a certain allure to doing something safe, thinking nothing of it at the time and finding out later that it scared the crap out of the model. I think of a situation in terms of security and safety. I tied Angelique's wrists, ankles and knees tightly. I ropes her wrists and ankles to the chair thoroughly and tied her chest and elbows over the chair back. I welded her nicely to the piece of furniture and at no risk of falling. Even though I plugged her face with a huge ball and taped it in place tightly I could still make out the difference between her play-acting and her communications about comfort. I grabbed the chair by the back and seat firmly then slowly and carefully lowered her to the floor. It was slow, safe and, as I found out later, completely terrifying to Angelique.

Her perspective differed from mine greatly. She could barely move. Her elbows touched behind her back, and she was already losing feeling in her hands. The microfoam tape held not only the ball in her mouth but also a growing reservoir of saliva. Her vocalizations balanced making noise and keeping that pool of spit from hitting the back of her throat and causing a gag reflex. When I grabbed that chair the creaking noise that said "great video" to me said "holy shit this thing is going to fall apart!" She instinctively went to put her arms out to break her fall, but she could not. The restraint locked them to the chair. She couldn't even kick her legs out to help break her perceived fall. She shrieked automatically and felt her saliva hit the back of her throat. She started to cough and quickly fought back the tickle that could lead to gagging. The slow descent only prolonged her intense feeling that a rope or the chair would give way and send her crashing to the floor at any moment. My safely orchestrated move was a very intense experience for her indeed, and I had no clue that was the case.

I feel fortunate to have this footage. A part of this feeling is because this was the first video I ever shot with Angelique. This clip also highlights just what a perfect damsel Angelique is on film. She combines being feisty with helpless in a way I have never experienced. She can go from bitchy to whiny to wide-eyed and moaning in the blink of an eye. She is a rare case of loving a challenge but hating being restrained so tightly. There is no better damsel than someone who can loathe you while you tie her up, be genuinely concerned about what comes next while she is struggling and then tell you how awesome the challenge was while she questions you about what the next one might be. It brings out my creative side in the best way possible. Most importantly I am fortunate because this shoot is when I started falling in love with her. I could tell then I was off-balance, and I have been lucky to have her keeping me on my toes ever since. I have footage of the time I started to fall for the love of my life, and to me that is a very special thing indeed.

Image courtesy of His Dreams Turned into Her Bondage Nightmare with Angelique Kithos available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10177341.

Putting My Best Foot Forward

Bondage Meets DragonballZ!

I will start by saying Happy New Year to all! Last year was an interesting experiment for me. I had so much material in reserve I decided to take a break from active shooting for, well, the entire year. I honestly thought my stores would shrivel and go away, and I would start again in 2014 needing to slowly build myself back up. I actually entertained the thought at times of just walking away from things if that shriveling was too much. That retraction was never the case. Despite no shooting for my own stores, a relaxation in my release schedule and showing Twitter and Facebook the hand I had my best year ever. Success in a year where a business functions on stored inventory is rare, and it is in large part to having the greatest fans possible. You all rock, and I am looking forward to a year exploring new concepts, taking chances are larger ventures and dusting off previous concepts that need to be continued with new vigor!

Image courtesy of The Burglar Ensured His Getaway by Making Sure I Would Never Get Away starring Kerri Taylor and available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/10057951.