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.

Whitney is taped up tight!

I changed my mind, I will tell you where it is!

She sat helpless on the couch taped into immobility and silenced with both a huge ballgag and tight wrappings of tape. He made it clear that he only wanted to know where she hid the stolen money. He made it even more clear when he forced her to strip down to her underwear. He made it crystal clear when he taped her into complete immobility. Her legs were already taped together so tight she could not stand, and her arms and chest were completely crushed with the the same. The stocking over her head hid her pleading features and a face full of shut-the-fuck-up silencing her attempts to tell him what he wanted to know. He approached her to finish the task at hand as she feebly and unsuccessfully tried to negotiate. No amount of gag talk, wiggling or distorted facial expressions could prevent. This type of negotiation does not stop until complete. She was ready to now, but she may change her mind after he removed her gag. She would never change her mind though after experience the full measure of his sticky coercion. Only her feet, hips and head remained uncovered and long minutes of tight pulling of tape remedied that. She was soon completely mummified, only her nostrils left open to strain for air through the nylon over her head. She lay on the ground crushed by tape for minute after minute. He was not even in the room. She was alone with her torment. She would tell him anything he wanted to know, anything as long as he made this horrible predicament go away!

Whitney tried out a mummification with me. I do not think I have taped up anyone tighter. Every wrapping was pulled as tight as I could manage. She still managed to struggle, moan and make it to the end. She was not a happy girl, but I think she enjoyed having defeated the challenge.

Image courtesy of Whitney Mummified Beyond the Ability to Struggle with Whitney Morgan.

Gigi Learns She Hates Being a Mummy!

The door? That son of a bitch is leaving!!!

She had no idea how long she had been like this. Seconds seemed like minutes, and minutes seemed like hours when one is blind, almost deaf and unable to move. Her fervent struggling had long since ceased, replaced by a battle just to endure the increasing tightness of her predicament. The electrical tape squeezed her like a vice now that she had no strength to fight. She could only manage short breaths anyway, not enough to fuel meaningful struggle. The heat was unbearable. He had encased her in nylon before taping her. It seemed a kindness at first, a measure that prevents the tape from sticking to her skin. The double layer of nylon and tape kept in all her body heat though. It built up, and sweat drenched her body. Her neck was stiff, and she lifted her head to stretch it. She was afraid to roll on her back again. There was so much drool in her mouth, and it triggered her gag reflex when she rolled from her side. She could not afford another coughing fit like before. She almost blacked out the last time, and breathing took all her concentration. First one breath, then another. She focused on her breathing. She forced the air in and out despite the tape crushing her chest. In then out, steady and sure she kept telling her self. First one breath, and then the next. What she would not give for just one pillow at this point. Her neck was so sore. There were pillows about the room, but she had no idea where she was at this point. They might as well be miles away instead of mere feet. She could not roll anyway. The predicament had defeated her. It forced her to stay silent and immobile. She could do nothing but breath and wait for the return of the man that had done this to her. Anything would be better than this though. She welcomed his return despite what could be in store. She would hear the door at any moment. He would make things worse, but he would release he from this. That was all she cared about. What came next was no concern. All that mattered was an end to this. He was not a villain. He was going to be her savior. He would end this predicament, and that is all that mattered. She breathed in and out, and waited.

There is a subtle satisfaction to a restraint that wears a girl out instead of just defeating her. Anyone can make a damsel tap out of a position. It is much harder to create a scenario that slowly wears them down to the point where they can barely move anymore. They want to keep going. They want to struggle and moan and keep the film rolling. They cannot though. Their bonds have sucked all the energy from their limbs and all the spirit from their heart. The only thing they are left with after ten minutes is the ability to lay there and hope their lack of movement does not result in an addition to a position that is already made its point.

Image courtesy of Mummified and Freaking Out with Gigi Lynn available at http://www.clips4sale.com/38048/8157811.

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.

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.

I Don't Know How Pantyhose Work

Is this how these things go on?

Okay, I know how pantyhose work. I just refuse to use them for their intended purpose sometimes. Nylon encasement is a new love of mine and Chrissy Daniels got that in full force. We have a really good shooting rapport, so I've been able to pull off some challenging positions with her. This time I decided I'd do something that would break her. I don't mean that in "I'm a tough-guy and an ass" sort of way. I mean that Chrissy has taken all I've dished out so far, so I told her we'd do a tap-out position.

I man-handled her, tied her a bit then started putting the nylon all over her. She was already in a catsuit so it had to be toasty, but she never let on. It was a fight getting all that pantyhose and electrical tape all over her. She fought me the entire time, even biting my arm ... hard .. at one point. I had to drive my arm into the back of her mouth to pry her jaws open and had some nice marks for the rest of the day. She paid for it thought in the form of more electrical tape, a tight gag and a blindfold.

I use the bitgag in situations where someone is being too feisty. It lets the drool out but the nylon keeps the drool from dripping away. Soon your whole face is a sticky, drool-soaked mess. It is not pleasant, and she let me know that the first chance she got ... which was about 15 minutes later unfortunately for her. Once the restraint was complete she struggled non-stop. She tisted, turned, moaned and groaned. She lifted her feet in the air over and over wearing about 15 pounds of boots. She never stopped. After a while of filming I decided to end it by cropping her ass hard. She never cried Uncle. She cried out, but she never cried Uncle. Chrissy is one tough cookie :) Speaking of which she apparently bakes them for people at Fetishcon, so get in your order now!

Image courtesy of Nylon Encasement Nightmares: Chrissy Is Owned with Chrissy Daniels.

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.

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!

Please tie me up!

I really think too much about what I'm going to say sometimes, especially in this blog. It's really not as hard as I make it. I tie people up for a living ... write about that. See, that was easy. I've always been that way when it comes to writing though. Over-analysis lead to paralysis, and I really over-analyze anything written. They hell with that, let's talk about tying people up!

The rest of the year is pretty much petal-to-the-metal when it comes to shooting. I have customs, shoots, drawings, DVDs and everything else bondage coming out of my ears. And I love it. First up we have Hannah Perez. My wife has wanted to put her in a super-heroine outfit for a while now, and that means I get to be a bad guy most likely. If that's not lucky enough I have my own shoot with her split between some custom work and what I'm sure Ms. Perez will consider incredibly jacked restraint. That's in 3-days so we're in the planning stages. I'm thinking right now we'll do a take on the whole "please tie me up" burglar scenario and perhaps the hogtie from hell series. I haven't seen any encasement work with her either, so I'm sure we'll do at least one nylon and a lot of duct tape scene!

No wiggle room

I've always loved the expression "not a lot of wiggle room" because it rarely ever applies. You can use 800 feet of rope on somebody and they'll still wiggle around, quite a bit in fact. I've done so many things with so many people to get them to wiggle as little as possible. I hung someone from the back of a door with their hair tied back to welded elbows and the damsel still thrashed around. I've done strict hogtie after strict hogtie and the hogtied damsels still managed to roll onto their sides. I've welded people to chairs and they still get the chairs to spin. I've even completely mummified people in vet wrap, saran wrap and even duct tape and they still roll around. I'm firmly convinced that you could encase someone in plaster or foam and they'd still be able to wiggle more than enough to be more than "not a lot." I'm looking for volunteers to test that out though.

I've found that "not a lot of wiggle soon" to be so much more appropriate. By that I'm referring to what happens after you thrash, sway, swing, roll, spin and rock as much as they can. What happens after every muscle is exhausted and the restraint makes you feel like you've run a marathon? What happens when your skin is so sensitive from the pressure of tight ropes that you feel like you're tied with barbed wire and gagged with sand paper? What happens when staying still is preferable to discomfort of moving at all. That is a predicament. You're in no physical danger, but you are totally helpless. All you can do is wiggle your toes, moan a bit and just lie there and wait for release.

Restraint in a damsel scenario is about making sure the damsel stays put for an amount of time. You can tie someone, chain someone or tape someone into helplessness but they will eventually get free or remove their gag. If the goal is to make sure the damsel stays put until you want them to get loose, the goal is to exhaust them until they stay put by choice. No threats, no violence ... just a pure physical and mental challenge. Just ask Ashley Graham after shooting He Tied Me So Tight I Had to Tell.