Strict Predicament Bondage

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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.

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.

Thrift Stores Are Sweet

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Hemp Rope Hogtie for Angelique

Hemp, hogtie, helpless!

I have never been a frequent user of hemp rope, mainly because nylon is easier to work with and far more comfortable for the model. Oh, when I refer to hemp rope I'm not talking about nylon or polyester or cotton rope that's been died brown so it looks brutal. Fake shit is okay when you're trying to be nice to the model, but saying that it's hemp rope when it's brown nylon kind of makes you a douche. I'm not talking about anyone in particular, I'm just saying hemp is hemp. I'm talking about the real deal, scratchy, stiff and smelling of the oil it's soaked in to keep it from rotting away.

Angelique asked for some art shots of her in a hemp body harness. Everyone knows this will lead to no good as my turn at the scenario involves her in a full shibari-style tie completed with a knotted gag and a fully jacked hogtie. There's something about rolling around on a dirty garage floor bound completely in hemp that makes for a great scene for me. The rope is basic, the setting is basic and the scenario is to-the-point. Movement is tough, struggling is uncomfortable and even being untied isn't for the meek. Oh, that's scratches. No shit, it's hemp. That's why I only use it on the tough gals, the ones that understand that the material sometimes requires a rope hickey here, a scratch there and some rope burns to make for a great clip.

As for rope hickeys that's what I call those tiny bruises that people get on their elbows and behind their knees from the rope being cinched. It always happens during the more intimate part of a tie, the part where the photographer keeps saying excuse me for reaching between a girl's thighs or pinching the skin on their elbows. It's a great telling point for how much empathy the photographer has by how gingerly they apply something that is guaranteed to pinch but still feel bad when it does. If a photographer asks you to suck it up when you say, "Ouch!" ask him how many dead animals he has buried behind his house.

Hemp isn't for the meek. It looks awesome. It makes me want to tie people up totally naked. That's the difference between hemp and nylon or cotton for me. I almost never tie anyone up naked. When the hemp comes out though you will be wearing nothing but your birthday suit. Well, that and a lot of hemp. It will look great though, so thank you for bearing through the rope hickeys, the scratches, the rope burn and my 100 apologies while putting the rope in place.

Image courtesy of 240 Feet of Hemp Rope Hogtie Hell with Angelique Kithos.

Pantyhose Face

For a face that looks smooth and toned!

Pantyhose Face sounds like a villain from a 1940's comic strip. Who robbed the bank? It was Pantyhose Face. How do you know? Um, well, they had pantyhose on their face. Yeah, but a lot of robbers put pantyhose over their face. Sure but do a lot of robbers also take the time to stuff panties in their mouths and tape it in with packing tape? Wow, yeah that was Pantyhose Face; how much did they get. Actually nothing, they hopped into the bank already taped up as usual, so we spanked the hell out of her and threw her in the paddy wagon like all the other times. You don't say, I'm beginning to think Pantyhose Face actually enjoys that!

I never knew such a thing as pantyhose face existed until I started getting emails about my nylon encasement clips and suggesting possible models to undergo pantyhose face. I just like the concept of taking a beautiful person and distorting their features. This is your damsel. This is your damsel with pantyhose face. Get the picture? I like contrast, and it is hard to find a more stark contrast then a woman who makes a living from her face and then covering it with nylon and tape. Your new nose looks awesome. Let's see how it looks bent over to the side by pantyhose. I love your new hair style. Let's see how it looks all crushed against your head. I don't think most models share my feelings.

I guess it falls under the category of deconstruction. I've always enjoyed taking someone dressed in a killer outfit and then tussling their clothes, unbuttoning their blouse, hiking up their skirt and then showing an outfit that is kind of a wreck. It really is dramatic to me and shows distress. The same applies to the restraint. You take someone able to do most anything and transform them into a damsel that can do almost nothing. It's not about objectification, it's about contrast. I like when the rope contrasts with the outfit. I like when the blouse contrasts with the skirt. I like when the freedom contrasts with the captivity.

If you don't believe me look at poor Candle here. She is absolutely stunning without her face contorted in nylon, stuffed with cloth and wrapped with packing tape. She is a far cry from the smiling gal that everyone sees outside of bondage. You would think she was ready to be tossed over my shoulder, taken to the local UPS store and have a shipping label slapped to her ass. Come to think of it, I might just do that the next time we shoot. It's about time Candle had a shipping label slapped onto her ass. Then again knowing Candle she'd enjoy that!

Image courtesy of Candle Mummified in Electrical Tape with Candle Boxx.

Spam Filters Eat My Custom Requests

Ruler of the New Ottoman Empire!

Every 30 days or less I have the highly enjoyable task of weeding through my spam filter. Since text lacks tone re-read the previous sentence and apply the highest amount of sarcasm possible. In the early days of my store it was quite easy. There's a handy button that gets rid of everything in my spam filter. Those days are long gone though since my email address is now known to the Internet in most part to me using it to advertise customs.

This leads to the creation of a monster that subsists solely on nourishment from my custom requests and other business opportunities. Don't get me wrong, I worked for an ISP before and spent a lot of time with filtering. It basically works like this. You watch for suspicious emails, pull out items that can be used to flag those emails in the future and then you have a spam filter. Spammers aren't stupid though, so they start sending emails with headers saying things like, "Hi honey, your Gramma wants to know how you're doing."

The end result is a random collection of emails getting caught in the spam filter without any rhyme or reason that I can see. This person has a yahoo email address, and this one has a hotmail. People spam from those, get rid of them. This person is mentioning a link exchange, that's spam. This one mentions a viable business opportunity. Wait, viable opportunities are spam. This girl wants to model for me but her interest in my portfolio is obviously spam. The monster is loose and it's easing my emails.

Every two weeks I try to go through all my spam because interwoven within every 50 emails are 3 custom requests, 2 link exchange requests, several offers to trade, buy or sell content, a couple model requests and several attempts by fans to just say hello and comment on recent clips. I salvage a lot of them, but I don't get all of them before the 30-day timer ticks down and eats valid emails. Welcome to the modern age of convenience! That my friends is the glorious morning of a bondage producer and even worse the better part of a day for models.

As such we're going to pretend that poor Ashley up there is spam, and I've put her in a very uncomfortable spam filter. It's the tightest balltie I've done in a while combined with the tightest breast bondage I've done in a while. Since spam filters seem random to me I'll do something random as well. When my Twitter followers reach 252 I will put up a free preview, free samples and then offer the clip for sale on both of my Clips4Sale stores. Tweet this to your friends ... or don't ... now that's random!

My New Only-Restraint Strict Bondage Store

Stay put while I grab my camera!

A cool thing about running a bondage store is the feedback you get from everyone about their likes and tastes. Although everyone I hear from likes bondage, they tend to have very different tastes in almost everything including the format of clips. I pay close attention to this feedback because it is always the reason why a clip is purchased or pass on by a fan or potential customer.

In the beginning, my clips were short because they were shot at the end of photo sets when the model was very tired. I started getting requests for longer clips, so I cut out some of the photos and got more of the model struggling. I then got requests for the restraint being applied, so I began filming that. The result is a good amount of time for most clips which has done very well for me.

I still like shooting shorter clips though, and I'm very happy with how focusing on just the final restraint allows for some very crisp bondage. I want vehicles to showcase both on-screen restraint and final restraints. Since my major vehicle now is a clip store I decided just to open another clip store.

Strictly Business focuses on what I call the damsel at her most helpless. She is fully restrained and struggling with all her might for freedom. She knows there is no escape, the ropes are too tight and the position is too immobilizing. That is her only option though, so she struggles. Her captor will return to take fuller advantage of her helplessness, a bet has been made or she has brought her plight on herself. Regardless of the reason for her captivity, useless struggling is her only option so she struggles.

That is the core of my new store but it also focuses on two elements that I find important. Some fans only want a short clip that are fast to download and affordable. There are so many stores that offer that, I've been happy with my current niche. I get too many requests for the shorter format though, and demand should prompt supply. And it has. I'm still offering my larger format clips. I will be offering more episodic content (larger clips broken into parts) and now I offer clips from 3-12 minutes max.

The bondage fix is only minutes away and guarantees 100%, no cut full restraints.

Image courtesy of Bachelor Party Bondage Audition with Ashley Graham.

Strictly Business can be viewed at http://www.clips4sale.com/42039

Enjoy!

Elbows Do Not Always Have to Touch

Close enough

Yes, I love when elbows touch. There's something about taking something as far as it will go, and there's really no farther then welded together when it comes to having your arms behind your back. I know there are Russian gymnasts out there and uber-flexible gals that can go beyond that, but I'm talking about the typical damsel. When the elbows are together you know the position is tight, but they don't have to touch to look challenging to me.

My ultimate love is when I can see that someone's arms are as close together as they will go. You can see how the rope around the elbows sinks into the skin even more than when elbows though. You can notice the tension in the shoulders because they can't rotate back any more. The shoulder blades start to close in on themselves, and the skin on the arms gets tight to the touch. That my friends can be even more challenging than having your elbows though.

When someone is flexible, their elbows can touch and it doesn't cause as much strain as you would think. When someone can't get their elbows to touch though and you pull them as close as they will go. That is the ultimate test of endurance. There is not way to relieve any pressure or any tension. Every cord bites in it's deepest and every movement pulls your already strained shoulders just a little more than would happen with elbows touching. I'm by no means saying that it's easy to have your elbows touching. I'm just saying it's damn hard when they don't touch and are still cranked back.

That's one of the reasons I loved working with Sammie Sparks. Her elbows didn't touch, but she'd let you haul them back as far as she could take. She'd let you do that and then still struggle like hell. In my opinion that is more taxing and more uncomfortable than most can imagine. That is a true test of fortitude that I will always appreciate. As a rigger one of my goals is to portray true helplessness and elbows not touching that you can visibly see are at their maximum closeness show true helplessness to me more than a lot of other restraints.

Image courtesy of He Made My Tits Bulge with Sammie Sparks.

How to keep Candle quiet

I'll have to admit that I've always had a certain fondness for mummification. Before I even knew co-flex existed I was wrapping masking tape around people and turning them into oddly-looking packages of helplessness. Then I discovered co-flex, and it was time to get creative. The ladies were now in for some real challenges. Almost ever model that came through the door got roll after roll of white or black stretchiness cocooning and crushing their bodies. The stretchiness meant those packages were no longer odd-looking. They were sleek and shiny, the gauze hugging their curves. They became sleek and toned statues of helplessness. The tightness was evident and the noises them made, although muffled, definitely conveyed the feeling that they were being challenged in a way they had not experienced to that day.

I recently returned to tape though. I've had many requests for a tape mummification because of my work with electrical tape that it was inevitable. The elasticity and shininess of black electrical tape brings it many fans, but I've avoided tape because quite frankly electrical tape and skin can be a bad combination. Some people don't produce enough oil, so the tape is really harsh on their skin or it will leave black stains or it will cause reaction. I'd found the wonders of nylon-encasement though ... game on! Before you knew it was was encasing the ladies fully in nylon and then wrapping roll after roll of tape around them.

My most recent adventure with mummification was with Candle Boxx. She new I'd recently done a mummification request with another model and said, "tell me how to amp this position up so people know it's jacked." I told her the three things I could think of were to tape her hands behind her back, wrap her tighter and use an extreme mouth-packing for the gag. She said to do it. I asked her which, and she replied, "do them all, make it extreme." So I did just that.

I made her put nylon over every part of her body and got out my box of wide, double-gauge electrical tape. I wrapped it around her body tightly until only her head was showing and then stuffed her face full of cotton cloth. I pushed it in until I couldn't push it anymore and then taped it in tightly with clear packing tape. Silenced, I finished taping her head and shoulders. I used six rolls of wide electrical tape, the width of 12 rolls of normal electrical tape. At double-gauge it had the crushing power of 24 rolls of normal electrical tape. Let me put that in perspective ... it was the equivalent of over a quarter of a mile of standard electrical tape!

Image courtesy of Candle Mummified in Electrical Tape with Candle Boxx.

The Gentleman Bondager

Allow me to cover you mam up for you Mam!

For years I've had fun calling myself a good guy who does bad things to people. As a joke once I called myself the "Captor with a Conscious." It comes from the even tone that I use in most videos and the almost apologetic attitude I take when I'm being bad to some girls. Some people find it amusing, others condescending and some even endearing. I just find it what comes natural.

Kerri Taylor has always been a favorite damsel of mine. She never stops wiggling and never stops whining. Even better though is that she always reacts. She just doesn't constantly squirm as you tied her, spank her and grope her. She actually queues off of what you are doing and reacts in a way that is very believable. She will look at a rope in horror if you say it's for a crotch rope. She will furrow her brow with concern when you show her a big ballgag. She sells the story.

I worked on a custom request with her where she was a swimsuit pageant competitor with a rival that wanted her out of the business. It was a blast to do because every time I'd go to strip her down she'd react so genuinely. At one point I pulled down part of her top to expose her breast. She looked at her breast and then me with a combination of horror and disgust. I then cover her breast by grabbing it firmly and joked that now her modesty was protected. She turned away with the wonderful reaction above. You can't script things like that.

As far as bantering back and forth and perfect reactions Kerri ranks highly as a favorite model to work with, and the video above is one of my favorite scenes with her!

Image courtesy of Tight Straps Keep the Bikini Contestant Under Wraps with Kerri Taylor.

Nylon Encasement Nightmares

Babysitter Bound and Bundled

After not having a reliable computer for over 5 weeks I am so happy to be blogging again. It is unbelievably frustrating to have your computer crash and reboot anytime you run a program or a browser for more than 10 minutes. A complete wipe and re-install of everything fixes a lot of problems though!

Clip descriptions are my chance to paint a picture for people. The stage is set, the heroine is introduced and some of the drama about her circumstances unfold. I can give people a little taste of what the clip will hold. Blog updates however give me a chance to tell the tale behind the story. Where did the idea come from? What was it like to make the clip? What did the model have to endure to make the clip? Strict bondage makes producing a clip a story within a story. She portrays a character but she's still a stunning model desperately trying to endure incredibly challenging bondage and gags.

The image above is from my current take on "babysitter" predicament clips. I love the concept people have been doing. The babysitter lets her charges play a game and soon is in far over her head. It's playful, fun and full of tight restraint. A recent take on the concept from my perspective though turns things to the perspective of the Father. He knows what the kids do and feels it necessary to prepare the babysitter for what is in store. Unfortunately for the babysitter he is far rougher with them!

I recently shot the concept for the first time with Ashley Graham, and it turned into one of the strictest and most punishing sets I've done in a long time. She plays prissy so well which gets a gal into trouble during on-screen restraint. She had to endure being stripped, having her face stuffed with cloth that was taped in so tightly her eyes bulged, the tightest breast bondage I've ever done, full nylon encasement, a blindfold, a punishing gag and tape digging deeply into her flesh almost everywhere.

Being fully nude doesn't help the nylon from making you hot and sweaty. The bulging breasts crushed against your thighs ache. The electrical tape crushes deeply into your skin. Your elbows are taped so tightly your shoulders are aching. She was in a real predicament. In a post-restraint chat I thought for sure she'd say the breast bondage was the worst part because it was absolutely brutal. I was wrong though. She said the tape on her was so tight her knees were crushed together in agony and she could barely breath. Worse though the tape over her face was so tight it pulled between her lips driving the ballgag deep into her face and pinching her cheeks against her teeth. No wonder she whimpered and barely moved the entire time. She was struggling just to endure!

Image courtesy of Nylon Encasement Nightmares: Babysitter Bound and Bundled with Ashley Graham.

Chrissy Daniels plays the classic damsel

Chrissy Daniels drools all over herself!

 Every so often you just have to find a way to make classic damsel in distress happen. I used to shoot what I refer to as classic damsel in distress all the time but some of my more popular series have pulled me away from it. The Hogtie from Hell means panties only. He Tied Me So Tight I Had To Tell means layers of rope and tape. The Kitchen Sink series gets all different colors or ropes involved. That's all damsel in distress but not what I call classic damsel in distress.

For me the classic image is Sweet Gwendoline. Heels, hose, a short skirt and a ruffled blouse on a girl that just can't stay out of trouble if she tried. She always ends up bound hand and foot with crisp rope. 
When I saw some of the outfits Chrissy Daniels brought along though I just had to pull out a story that I've dabbled with for over 5 years. The idea of a therapist in trouble isn't anything new. It's been around for a long time. I did my take on it with Angelique Kithos about 3 years ago. I recently saw a nice spin on it done by Serene Isley and David Andrews as well. When Chrissy showed up though I saw an outfit that perfectly matched a story idea I'd jotted down about 2 years ago. I have to clarify that when I say matched it was right down to the grey skirt, the purple heels and the ruffled, purple blouse. Hows that for fate saying, "um, excuse me?"

Before you know it Chrissy was ballgagged and neatly but tightly tied to a chair with strands of tight white rope. I gave her ten minutes to make headway and she didn't get anywhere. She did manage to drool all over herself though. Her chin, her pearl necklace, her chest ... the trail when almost down to her crotch. For those not familiar that is a hell of a lot of drool. The outfit was great, the damsel was perfect and in the end she was still just as snugly tied and wet with her own drool. That is helpless!

Image courtesy of Therapy Gone Wrong with Chrissy Daniels.

A trio of firsts!

This has got to be one of my favorite images of all time. I mean, it's of my wife the lovely Angelique Kithos but I liked it before we even started getting serious. It breaks my heart to this day that there is no video of it, but that's what happens. You shoot video and go to yourself, "that would have made a great photo." Then you're taking photos and you realize that you're missing on on great video. Regardless, I got a wonderful photo and that's all that matters.

The first thing that jumps out at me are that Angelique's expression is perfect. I asked her how she could pull it off and she said at the time she literally hated me. Photographers do this thing that really piss models off. They say they need 5 more shots and then they see an angle that is just too good to pass up so they take 3 more shots. I think this was the 14th or so shot past that, but it was worth it. Anyway, she was sore and hurting and pissed off. She didn't call the safe-word though, so she must have know the material was going to be good.

The next thing that makes it special is that she has wonderful legs. The angle makes them look even longer and they run right up to those pulled-down panties. The really special part is her breasts and arms. She had done some tough bondage, but I was the one that got those elbows to touch. I also convinced her to do real breast bondage. So there she is, shoulders on fire, breasts aching, panties at her knees, drooling on herself and almost 20 shots past the point where she absolutely couldn't take it anymore. And yet she let me keep shooting. It's not a bad day of shooting when your first shoot with someone ends with her elbows toughing, her breasts bound and her naked ass sitting on your couch.

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Adding depth to your video

To each their own but I don't understand why so many videos just focus on the model and sometimes if your lucky a background. I mean yeah the idea is to showcase the model, but the whole thing is about struggle and tension and drama. Now I will fully admit that before I had nice equipment I had to do just that because of focus issues, but once I could control my focus I added an interesting element: foreground elements.

When telling a story sometimes you want push the damsel back and get some things showing in the foreground. Yeah, you even want to partially obscure her for a little bit. Insane you say, but I disagree. Pulling back and showing foreground elements lets the viewer understand the damsel is part of a larger world. She doesn't exist in a tiny corner with a couch, 200 feet of rope and a gag. There's an entire room with drawers that might have scissors, end tables that hold tape and a phone that she knows is there. She's tied so tight she can't make it to the phone. Her hands are numb so she can't open the drawer. What is he going to do with that tape?

Part of story-telling is not just about showing the story, it's about setting up elements that let the viewer paint scenarios in their mind. It gives you the ability to show that things will get more intense because he still has more rope. That applies to audio as well. I have a bunch of pre-recorded audio of me fumbling around on my desk an in my office. You'd be amazed at what that adds to a sound-track that is very dry. The moral: don't be afraid to let the viewer know there's only a damsel. Give them hints at the bigger world and you might find that her dilemma becomes all the more compelling!

Pinched and Pawed in Pink with Amaya Solace made available by Ted Michels Damsels.

A very tough tie

I've always been a fan of lotus ties because they somewhat achieve their normal goal. Traditionally the position is used to align the body in such a way as to allow for meditation. Well, the tied version certainly does align the body in such a way but I'll be damned if you're going to be doing any meditation. As I've said before I love contrast, and the contrast between this position allowing alignment but preventing meditation is wonderful.

I do the position two basic ways. The mean way and the really mean way. Poor Stacie here got the really mean way. The year before I used the position on her but was nice and tied her ankles to her torso by the chest. This puts all the stress on those strong back muscles. The really mean way I go around the neck. It doesn't choke or anything dangerous but it puts the strain on the back of the neck which forces the damsel to use her abdominal muscles to help relieve some of the pressure. If you look at Stacie's face here the strain and slight redness isn't from the ropes causing pressure, it's because she's been doing crunches for about five minutes!

If that's not bad enough I put her on her side on a tiny ottoman. Her elbows are welded, she can't use her legs for support and her face is crushed down to her feet. Combine that with a ballgag and you have some fun almost-struggling. She commented that she couldn't move at all :)

A Lotus That Gave Her Something to Think About with Stacie Snow. Enjoy!
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Back to basics

There are no magic formulas when it comes to bondage content. Sure there are trends that can be reliable, but just like the stock market the fickle nature of the business can make things shift in unexpected ways. One week you are convinced that a mile of tape all over a gal is the ticket and then that clip tanks. The next week you make bank with a hogtie only to have the next hogtie fizzle. You find a model that everyone loves but they don't like her in straps.

That's why I've been going back to basics. I put together a list of things I felt creatively empowering a long time back. As I attempt to meet the expectations of people there's a risk of shifting too quickly, getting too far away from what you do best. That's why sticking to the core of what you like doing is a key to maintain focus in a dynamic industry. Every clip I've done that holds true to the elements I wrote down in my mission statement has done well. Over the last couple of weeks that strategic regrouping has met with promising results.

That doesn't mean I'm not taking chances. It doesn't mean I'm not taking feedback. In fact I'm taking more chances and incorporating feedback more than ever. The foundation isn't changing though. I have developed several areas that I feel I do well and create a branding for my work. In taking chances you run the risk of walking away from too many of those elements. That's a bad thing. You need to explore and take risks just enough to test new areas without stepping out of realm that people expect you to be working within. Keeping a solid and recognizable core keeps people interested while letting you test new areas.

The latest clips I shot was a great example. I get a lot of response to my living room feel for my videos. It gives the impression that it could be happening anywhere, even right next door. That gets boring though, so I took a chance on shooting at the beach while on vacation. I didn't have all my equipment, but the new location made for an interesting story idea that I feel works. The location pulled me out of my normal villain character, made me more bold and the interaction showed that. I took off the mask, the spanking was harder, the take-down was rougher and we even did a simulated scene in one of the clips. Normally we'd cut that out but it just really worked with the clip as a whole. So we left it in!

The Bitchy Beach Babe Pissed Off the Wrong Renter with Angelique

Pink on white just ain't right

You might notice a few things about today's image. Angelique looks hot as hell, pink latex and perfect hair on a beautiful gal. The restraint is fine, crisp and neat. Angelique's hair looks wonderful. The bitgag is sunk deeply as a bitgag should. Oh yeah, it looks like she's in a basement. Actually for that set we wanted the look of an area under renovation, but that's not the final plan. It's a set space, so we need it to look like a completely finished corner ... an any-room. That's just my term for a set area that you can re-paint and re-furnish for shoots. One shoot it looks like a living room, the next it's a bedroom and the next it's a secret laboratory.

Our old house was terrible. It was about 25 years old, had dated looks everywhere and couldn't run an A/C unit for more than a week without breaking down. The carpets were this sickly blue that was faded and I'm sure the height of rug fashion in 1982. Maybe Duran Duran would comment kindly if they ever visited but for shooting it was a terrible color. Everything was dark. The windows were small and none of the hardwoods had been pruned in over a decade, so shade was everywhere. It was a rough living space and an absolutely dreadful shooting space.

The dining room was a different story. It had beautiful hardwood floors, earthy red and green walls, crisp white trim and actual light. That was because of Angelique though. She had me go out and take down three of the sickliest beach trees you'll come across. That's a post in itself. If you've never dug out the root system of three trees I would recommend paying someone to do it or investing in dynamite. With the trees gone sunlight invaded the hell maw and we had nice, even lighting in the dining room. Even better the colors suited models well and were easy to light. Earth-tones tend to absorb light instead of reflecting it and fair-skinned models hate when blue or green walls make them look like something 13 minutes into a zombie flick.

That's the plan for the set space, and my task for today. I get to spackle, paint and add trim until we have a convincing corner of a dining room. Well worth it I'd say with Carissa Montgomery being the first to become a tight little bundle there. Unfortunately for her having two complete walls as part of the set means the suspension rig is secure and totally safe. Might be time for that upside-down duct-tape mummification I've been planning.

Brought to your courtesy of Pretty Tied Up in Pink with Angelique!