Hannah's Lost Bondage Bet

Ten more minutes?!?!

How the hell was she going to get out of this? It had already been 20 minutes of struggling trussed up like a holiday goose, over an hour counting when that bastard start meticulously applying rope to her naked body. What kind of rope was this anyway? If felt like it had sand glued to it, like little saws were digging into her skin every time she moved. She could deal with it in general, but those ropes he pulled tightly into her crotch were becoming very difficult to deal with. There are just some things that you do not want prickly rope dragging back and forth against. She had precious few options though. The ropes held fast despite all of her efforts, and the numbness in her hands made her fingers useless. She was little more than a lump of glistening flesh and taught rope at this point. The ball from the harness gag was still deeply wedged into her mouth. It pried her jaws opening and the strain was cramping her jaw muscles. She could not even prevent drool from flowing freely down her face let alone form anything close to a coherent word. Her throat was hoarse as well. She tried periodically to attract attention to herself, but her noises became less and less noticeable. She doubted anyone in the next room could hear her at this point let alone someone passing by outside. The worst part was the blindfold. She had no idea where she was in the living room. The sensory deprivation made minutes seem like eternity. There were scissors and a cell phone only yards away, but she had no idea where they were. Even if she did she had no way of making her way to them. The only thing she could do was wiggle less and less as each minute passed. There was always a chance that her motion would loosen a knot or make a rope slip. Miracles happen right? She would arch or twist or kick her legs, and a flaw in this torturous restraint would surface. That minor flaw would be her chance to begin working her way to freedom. Just because the first 20 minutes had result in nothing did not mean that it could happen. Right, all of that active and fervent wriggling produced no results and her barest of motion now would make all the ropes unravel. She had lost. She had 40 more minutes to go, and she could do little more than rest on her side and wait for him to come back and collect his reward. All of her bragging about being able to escape anything meant nothing. Was he even still there? He had won the bet before the timer even started, and he probably just left his prize on the floor alone, helpless and waiting for collection an hour later. She had 40 minutes to go and no energy left. All she could do was curse herself for such bravado and contemplate agreeing to model for him free for the next five shoots. She had 40 minutes to wait and then 40 hours of free jacked bondage waiting for her. She was never going to make a bet ever again.

I started making my own natural fiber rope out of jute a while back. I try to rotate my hobbies to keep up interest and things that need physical dexterity are a form of meditation for me. I decided to try my hand at home-made rope-making, and I am very pleased with the results. As with anything new some poor girl becomes the test model for my new hobby. I had already used the rope on Angelique, and she described the rope as having "tiny knives" all over it. It was time for another "Hogtie from Hell" in the rotation, so Hannah received the full treatment. Fully nude there were no barriers between her skin and the scratchy rope. After hundreds of feet of prickly rope and a crotch rope pulled in tight she struggled non-stop. Every movement dragged against the rope, but she knew the rules. If she stopped moving I would add a minute every time until we reached an hour. Unfortunately for her I needed 20 minutes instead of my usual 7 for the challenge because of a custom request. Hannah was up to the task. She never stopped moving and thanks to a secure harness gag she never complained once ... at least not that I could make out through all that grunting and drool!

Image courtesy of Hannah's Hemp Hogtie Hell with Hannah Perez available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/8395541.

Hannah Tests My Homemade Rope

Put Your Best Tit Forward!

 I have this tendency to let myself get stuck on what to put in my blog. No, I have this incredibly annoying tendency to let myself get stuck. I have plenty of stories. Some are funny, some are informative and some are downright boring. Who cares though, I have a folder bulging with images that are never boring! It takes me weeks to sometimes remember that a picture is worth a thousand words. As long as some of those words are, "holy shit Ted, she must have hated you after that!" I think this blog will do just fine. Besides, when a picture says a thousand words the tit-tastic Hannah above pretty much writes everything for me.

Invariably when I focus on the pictures the words come. The image above is from a newer venture of mine called the Prop Testing series. In my old days of shooting I would construct something for every shoot, and I have recently gotten back to that motif. I more manners of platforms, dollies and devices to lift, tote, push, pull and challenge damsels now than I have time to film. The idea came from an old notebook I had sitting in a box believe it or not.I write down all of my ideas, I always have. I have boxes filled with notebooks, tablets and scraps of paper containing rough ideas, full stories and sketches. It may seem a little crazy but then again I am the one that stuffed panties into Ms. Perez's mouth, bound her breasts and forced her to orgasm in my living room. If you have a better way to get that done and make it look so damn good be my guest. No, seriously, go ahead. I will fiddle around on my phone for a little while.

Okay my phone needed to go on the charger, so I made some more homemade rope and roughed up an idea for a suspension. Feel free to keep working on a better way to come up with devilish ideas, but I need to get back to tying girls up. In all seriousness I wrote the idea for the clip down in a notebook about six years ago. At the time I was not working with any models that were capable with the position or the predicament. There is just no way I can keep all the devious ideas I have had in my head, so I write them down. Before a shoot I start going through notebooks if I still need clip ideas. I do not even have to go through ten pages, and I have already come up with four times more ideas than I can shoot in a day.

Everyone has their own system, and mine works for me. I am sure it worked for Hannah as well. Sure her elbows were crushed, her breasts were bound and she was saying next to nothing with those huge panties stuffed into her mouth. Fully erect nipples and a crotch gyrating against a vibrating rope say a lot though. It may not say a thousand words, but it would seem to say that Hannah is in Camp Ted when it comes to the idea notebooks.

Image courtesy of Big Breasted, Rope Tested and Bested with Hannah Perez.

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.

I love microfoam!

The prescription is shut up! Doctor's orders.

If you follow anyone in the bondage community you've probably seen microfoam tape. The stuff is one of the great inventions of the world. For a rigger it goes fire, the wheel, penicillin, sliced bread and then microfoam. Yes, it is that incredible. Imagine being able to tape someone's face quickly and easily with a substance that adheres just as well as duct tape, has the elasticity of electrical tape, is thicker so it muffled cries more and then comes off with ease (provided you have use of your fingers that is). Did I mention that it is stark white and looks great?

I started using this wonder of modern medicine about five years ago and have been hooked ever since. The medical industry is a bondage enthusiast's best friend in so many ways. Staples at every shoot for me now are two kinds of medical tape, safety scissors and gauze. Yes, I said medical tape. Microfoam was created to hold dressings for injuries. It sticks to the skin like glue but can be removed without damaging skin. It causes no irritation and breathes, so there is not bruising associated with it. Even better it does not stick to hair, so it can be wrapped around anything!

This doesn't mean that duct tape and electrical tape are going anywhere. You'll see them on damsels forever. It just means that the box of goodies a rigger carries around is like a great tool box for a carpenter. You will find a vintage screwdriver right next to a brand new, high-tech wrench. To steal from an old adage, "Find new bondage materials, keep the old ... one is silver, the other gold."

Image courtesy of Nylon Encasement Nightmare with Hannah Perez.

Nylon Encasement Nightmare

Holy crap that does not look comfortable!

I quite frankly didn't even know this was physically possible until I was filming the position. That's the only way I can describe the image. I plan most things out because I'm an artist. I get a picture of things in my head that allows me to work up a scenario that plays out around that picture. This though really took me by surprise.

The plan was to do a nylon encasement with a tape hogtie and everything started out just like that. We got poor Hannah completely encased in nylon then set to work adding 40-50 yards of wide electrical tape. Legs pinned together followed by an arm sleeve from wrists to elbows followed by a lot of tape holding her arms to her chest and waste. Then a tight wrap gag was added over her already huge ballgag. The only thing left was to put the gal into the hogtie which we did by taping her ankles to her thighs and then taping her feet to her forehead. No, that isn't the behavior of a proper gentleman but she wasn't complaining. Of course wearing a face full of shut the hell up keeps most people from complaining.

That's when the coolest thing happened. Hannah started struggling and because electrical tape is elastic she was able to do something that I'd never seen happen with duct tape versions of this position. She was able to stretch the tape just enough to get onto her side and when she did the tape compressed her body like an accordion.  I call the position the pretzel and do with it with rope from the shoulders to the ankles. I've never seen it done with a face to the toes! It was just incredibly compressed, incredibly tight and incredibly incredible to watch. I have many moments that I remember well during my career, but this was one of those rare times that when she first compressed into that tiny ball you can see the camera shake because I was just plain floored by how cool it was. Thanks Hannah!

Image courtesy of Nylon Encasement Nightmare with Hannah Perez!

I've always gotten a kick out of the reasons why I start shooting certain scenarios. I've never been a big fan of spread leg scenarios when I shoot. The main reason is that I like panties, so I shoot a lot of material with people wearing them. Another major reason is that with realistic scenarios it can come across as implying that something bad will happen to the damsel. I'm more about implied drama instead of in-your-face peril.

That said, I used to not like ballgags. Then I shot with one for a custom request and fell in love with them. Well that just happened with spread legs. I always want to keep the damsel in a predicament where she is forced to choose between struggling and protecting her dignity. I like that balance and feel it makes for compelling video. When you take a girl and tie her legs to her ears I don't feel that balance anymore. The girl is just plain out there and becomes too much of an object for me. I WANT the damsel to have some control and to be a person. There's no drama if the damsel can't do anything. There's no drama if the damsel is an object

A great guy started inquiring about customs with me inquiring about spread positions. At first I didn't know how I felt but as he started explaining the scenario and sending samples it hit me that the first person perspective made it work in a way I didn't think possible. The damsel actually did have control. By controlling the camera like a captor viewing a captive there is an interplay between the model and the camera. She can still work to protect her dignity. I also saw that if I give her enough ability to wiggle she still can't prevent herself from being in full view but there isn't an ability to just stick a camera down below and gratuitously film. Even better, her ability to guard her dignity comes at the expense of her own comfort. The choice is there.

The first shoot I did like this was with the wonderful Hannah Perez. When she kept blocking her face with her knee and actually bumped the camera a few times as I moved in for close-ups I knew we had something. Although very exposed she still had to ability to fight being on display and the ability to attempt to ward off her captor. The balance was there, the damsel was there and the drama worked for me. Color me converted and get ready for similar material to Forced Yoga Practice in the coming months!