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I guess I am struggling a little too much in my Hollywood Diva shirt and jeans. Johnny takes a small length of rope and ties my feet to my hands, resulting in a hogtie. I love being hogtied, so I just struggle more. The next thing I know, he's got the video camera out.
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Every so often I have to go on the road for work. I am working at my laptop, doing update when a maintenance man breaks in. He finds my bag of toys- by toys, I mean bondage gear. Before long I am bound and silenced with a ballgag. He tries securing my hands to the armrests on the chair, but this just proves he is an amateur at restraint. I easily escape. He then secures my hands behind my back and uses my spreader bar. I fear why he has chose to use a spreader bar, but his attention is quickly turned away from me. He rustles through my things while I sit and struggle in my bonds. And, all he gets away with, in the end, is the memory of me in bondage. Hey, I figure that should make any burglar's day! Now, maybe I should just stay like this until Johnny gets home?
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On the last day at this hotel, Johnny wanted to do a bondage shoot while I was just wearing lingerie. I was a bit tired of shooting, I came on the trip to relax and we have shot so many white lingerie XXXX before. He pestered me until he made a deal. There was a friendly's icecream parlor down the street, if I did the shoot he'd buy me some icecream. Gentleman, chocolate and icecream is all it takes. He didn't realize it, but I actually like being tied and sometimes gagged. It's the time it takes to get ready that drives me nuts. But, we were all good after the ice cream offer! I put on a white bustier, with my sunflower satin panties and stockings, fixed my hair, did my make up and even smiled! :)
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While in Southern Florida, we were going to go out to a steak house and have a nice dinner without the kids. I wanted to get dressed up but johnny kept insisting that I wear jeans and a T-shirt to a steak house. I guess I took too long because before long I ended up on the bed with my feet tied together and my hands behind my back. I couldn't exactly protest with the wad of mouth packing and the cleave gag holding it in place. The more I wiggled though, the more he seemed to enjoy it.
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It's the New Wild West and Johnny has been travelling all day by horse. He's ready for a cold drink and a little entertainment, so he heads into the little Saloon on Main Street. After a tall ale slides his way down the counter, he takes notice of one of the little ladies dancing on the balcony above. She's petite, curly brown hair and a big feather in her hair. She slides around blithely keeping the patrons merry. Well, Johnny takes another sip of his beer and then figures that this little lady, that goes only by Jackie, would look really good tied up in his room at the New Wild West Inn. So, he goes up to Jackie and talks her into seeing what happens to a pretty little face like hers. She ends up in Johnny's room trussed up in his unusually long lasso. The rope binds her over her gloves at the wrists, over her stockings at the knees and over her tall boots at the ankles. Then, he ties her wrists to her knees, so she can't get away! Finally, Johnny renders her speak-easy-less with a whopping red ball gag! He watches as Jackie wiggles around willingly for about a minute or two, before he decides that there is more trouble to be had in this little town. He leaves her there to fend for herself and tells her he might come back later. Hopefully her boots are made for walkin' !
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Eventually I am tied with my hands to my ankles and asked to recite the safety rules on the airplane. I can wiggle around but can't escape. And, who knows if anybody can understand a word of my announcements! If only I can get to my bag, I have a nail file in there. Flight attendants have it the worst!
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As night apporaches I am released from the medieval device holding me upright. My dainty pirate dress is ruffled and I can't feel my hands well, so I offer little resistance. I am placed on the floor as my too short skirt jumps up. And, my feet are bound together while my hands are secured firmly behind my back and to a pole. I falsely assume I can remove my gag, as it is a cloth cleave gag and absolutely sopping wet. My mouth, however, has completely run dry. Of course, I am also shocked when my cloth gag becomes a ball gag. Did they even have ball gags in the 18th century? Hmmmm....I'll have to do some research. After I am let go, naturally. :)
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More pictures from my hogtie while in my beerwench costume:) Hey! Tied up wench, the beer is not going to walk over here to me and twist it's own lid off!
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Flight Attendants have the hardest job. They have to not only serve XXXX passengers, field people trying to grab their behinds all day, or get tied up by the Captain, because their skirt is not short enough to entertain the flight crew. Well, I conclude that my dress isn't short enough for their viewing pleasure, when Captain Johnny pulls out the rope and goes to town! I guess he thinks that I might be able to escape, even with my hands tied behind my back. So, he "gives my arms a break" and ties them in front to my ankles. But, to make sure I won't pull my gag off, he ties my elbows as well. All I can do is sit and wait to be released. Now, this is flying in style!
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Johnny gets tired of me struggling in the low light of our laundry room, so he takes me into his entertainment room, ie the man cave. I am allowed to remove my ballgag, and I struggle but manage to get it off. He then re-ties my feet and my arms behind my back and plops me down on the couch. I start to dissent as he turns the tv on and begins watching it. No sooner than the first words of grievance fills the air then he is off the couch and putting a cloth gag on me. Laundry day is a muckraker! ;)
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Unable to stand, without the assistance of rope that is, he lets me lay down. Little did I know that I will be hogtied and regagged. At least it is not the harness trainer gag anymore, even though it was a ballgag. I decide to struggle around a bit. I actually really like Hogties. This is the price you have to pay for good service. Shall I beer wench anymore? ;)
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Just when I think I am safe and relaxed I am tied to a giant St. Andrews cross in my not so period worthy pirate costume. I've never had to walk the plank before, but can't exactly protest through the cloth that is covering my mouth (if that is indeed the plan), Matey! All I can do is glare and shake in anticipation, of what might come next. And hope they think I am charming enough to keep on board. ;)
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I guess Johnny thinks I am having too easy a time sitting on the floor. The next thing I know he has my handcuffs off the bedpost, and my hands are being tied in front of me. Before I know it, I am being led over towards one of our doors and my hands are stretched above my head. I basically have to stand on my tiptoes so the rope won't bite too much into my wrists. Zowie!
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Just when I think things can't get any worse, they do. He takes off my cleave gag and puts a wadded up cloth in my mouth, then seals it in there by adding a harness panel gag. I hate this gag because it makes my eyes go crosseyed. I wonder if I can flirt my way out of this?
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Laundry is not my forte. I usually get it done, but not in a timely manner and not without wrinkles. So, today is my day to be chained to the laundry room until I start to get a grip on the innerworkings of the chore. Johhny realizes that I can ungag myself even though I'm good and keep my gag in until he tells me its ok to remove it. Then, he stands me up, handcuffs my hands to the natural gas pipes behind my back but leaves ballgag on for longer than I would like. This way I can listen to quietly him while he drones on about the procedures at hand. In the process, I am making more laundry, since my gag is now drenched. :(
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As many of you are aware, I don't really like wearing ballgags. Johnny, however, seems to think that I look good in them. I never have understood why you Doms like us subbies to drool either, which is really what the ballgag does. After I start to drool, in my cute little fairy costume, Johnny takes out my ballgag. Thankfully, because my jaw was really starting to twinge. He moves me over towards our bathroom and ties a cleave gag on me. It takes me hours to get my hair right with the curls, and he loves to put a gag over it....Listen to me worrying about curls, when I've been captured!
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Part II for Valentines day.
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I wasn't sure what to do for Valentine's Day. It's difficult to top my red corset, but I found some of my older lingerie and decide to surprise Johnny by tying myself up for him. Hopefully, there will be some hi-def video posted later in the week. In the mean time, enjoy part I.
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I purchased this Fairy costume several Halloweens ago and thought it would make a good Valentine's Day theme. I didn't really like the way these pictures turned out with the ballgag, but they do get better later in the series, I promise. Fairies are just hard to catch and tie up properly.....
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I am preparing to go out on an interview. I put on a tight suit and a delicious corset underneath. I guess I look a little too good, because before I reach the door, Johnny has the cuffs on me. I keep telling him I have to leave, so I won't be late for my interview. Of course, his solution is a silk cloth gag tied between my lips. All I can do is pout. Guess I won't be getting this job! At least I got tied up in my job search!
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Sandra Silvers seems to always get herself into the best trouble! Go visit her website www.sandrasilvers.com for over 1000 fun galleries and videos!!
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I don't mind folding clothes so much, but for whatever reason, I loathe doing laundry. It's not exactly complicated or so Johnny claims. I just always get sidetracked when doing it and the wet clothes end up sitting for a while. Johnny decides to teach me a lesson. He asks me to re-wash some clothes, and after I start the wash cycle, I end up handcuffed to the natural gas pipes with a ballgag in my mouth. I was told that I would be allowed to go free once the laundry ended, but that doesn't happen. I am so exasperated!
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Johnny tied my hands above my head again while wearing my cute black dress with my harness panel gag in place. There! That should do it!
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Johnny unties my hands from the pulley above my head. My white lingerie shifts as I become more irascible. There's not much that I can do besides Mphh into my gag. My mouth is dried out and before I know it I am on the floor being hogtied. I like the hogtie because it's restrictive, yet you can move around. I pull on my bonds, pulling against my ankles. This lifts my head off the ground. I do this to show him that I am getting a little testy, despite my improved circumstances. The only thing I can do at this point us roll around and hope that he releases me sometime soon.