I have had these scarfs laying around for a long time now and never got around to using them. The other day I felt like being bound in them. I put on a tight, shiny skirt with my purple corset and tied myself up with the scarfs.

I spent the afternoon struggling in my own little steel trap.

This simple but very effective set of cuffs and a collar allowed no movement and very little ability to breathe.

Erika put on a skin tight catsuit and I took some sexy shoots of her before we got to the bondage.

I am sealed in plastic wrap like a mummy followed by another layer of duct tape straps on the metal splint frame, Once spent the afternoon there I was vibrated until I couldn’t hold the orgasms in anymore.

When Erika and I found ourselves facing each other on the dirty shop floor with our necks locked into a custom steel restraint, legs tied tight around each other and our arms welded behind our backs in matching single gloves we soon found ourselves struggling to deal with our predicament like dirty little sluts just the way we like it

Every single part of my body was strapped down with straps held with screws. No matter how much I struggled to get free I couldn't budge any of the straps.

adding to the whole ordeal was a electric dildo that was inserted and turned up so high I could only try to struggle. No matter how much I tried I was stuck. The only things I could easily move were my fingers and feet.

It was a long day for me abandoned in the attic

To make it even better check out the video as well.

This week I decided to put together a set of my favorite pictures from all the conventions I have attended throughout the years. They were taken at Bondcon and Fetishcon. It just seemed right to share these with you from the past since this year I will be attending Fetishcon. There is a little of everything in this update for everyone.

Lydia wires me up with two tens units, binds my arms in my leather arm binder, puts the latex ballhood on me and then hangs me upside down from my ankles on the side of Gord’s house.

I love the feeling of being tied so tight that no matter how much I struggle there is no way for me to escape. This week I am bound in my arm binder and beanie hood then rope is tied over my arm binder so tight that it felt like my arms were wrapped in steel cable.

I was told to go out shopping for a new dress and shoes. I guess I should have known that there was a reason for it along with a game behind the shopping spree. Once I put on my new dress and shiny red high heels it was time for the game.

I soon found myself out in the shop with my neck in a posture collar locked to a chain attached to the ceiling. I was left alone in the shop for some time before my Ledermeister glove, black shrink wrap, and metal tape were added to make sure I had to pay for the new dress. It turned out that every dollar I spent while I was shopping added up to double the money in time spent strung up like a little stuck up bitch in this position.

Ashley Renee wanted to be put in a position that she could struggle and struggle, but never be able to get out on her own. Leather mitts, some straps, a gag, and the double rigid device made sure that Ashley's request came true.