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What you will find here are delectable dancer damsels, gorgeous gal Fridays, and a peek into my personal ponderings. You’ll find me experiencing and enduring a plethora of predicaments for BOTH our pleasures whether playing the damsel in distress or collaborating on a consensual scene! You will find an evolving library of content featuring me delving into my own fetishes and fantasies...and maybe a few of yours. I hope you'll stay a while and enjoy yourself!
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8:58 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I know how sometimes you just like to watch me. Just a casual peek inside my day. It’s a chilly winter day; so I’ve put on a sweater, jeans, thick black opaque tights, and converse. I’m sitting with my legs crossed in a black folding chair with a large book open in my lap, reading. I roll my ankle and shake my foot as I read. I shift around and change positions a few times while you watch me. Do you like seeing this more casual side of me?
Keywords: sweater, converse, jeans, voyeur, ignore
12:40 video
Starring: AJ Marion & John Marsh
I decided to go for a walk in the forest to have a little bit of fun alone time in the wilderness. Unbeknownst to me, a man catches sight of me while bird watching, and takes it upon himself to keep an eye on me to make sure nothing untoward happens.I find a nice secluded spot, begin to unpack my bag, and set up my predicament. I hook up and set my release timer; figuring 15 minutes should be a satisfying amount of struggle time. Finally, a snug crotch rope, ankle binding, and bright red ballgag complete the situation.I find myself stretched between the two trees. I wiggle and squirm and explore my bonds. I moan and coo through my gag, enjoying my helplessness. Eventually, the man wanders into my clearing, stepping on a fallen branch that breaks as he approaches, alerting me to his presence.“I guess it’s my lucky day.” he mutters.After inspecting my timer and rope set up, he feels that 6 more minutes is not nearly long enough to endure my predicament. After all, he “just found me.” He modifies my tie, rendering the release mechanism useless. I strain against my bonds trying to get something to loosen or release enough for me to free myself. I lay on the ground and reach towards the knots with my toes. I just can’t seem to reach anything useful. I whimper and whine around my gag.
Keywords: outdoor bondage, self bondage, rope, shorts, barefoot, barefeet, dirty, bikini, damsel in distress, DID, crotch rope
10:11 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I’m bound with my wrists behind me, secured to the sides of a stump that’s been shaped into a “seat.” Each of my ankles are tied and fastened to the tree stump beneath me. My pantyhose clad legs rub against the rough texture of the bark and wood as I wiggle. The stump shaped and my body angled in such a way so as to drive my crotch into the hard wood even if I stay stationary. I struggle and strain against my bonds, but the ropes barely budge. I moan and groan past the big red ballgag filling my mouth. Eventually, my captor comes and changes the scenery.I next find myself spread wide, my wrists handcuffed to the structure around me. My captor has left my legs free, but has slapped on a cruel crotch rope. I shimmy and shake and squirm. I whimper and whine around the ballgag still strapped in place.
Keywords: spandex, pantyhose, high heels, outdoor bondage, ballgag, damsel in distress, handcuffs, crotch rope
12:52 video
Starring: AJ Marion, Madalynn Raye, & David Andrews David begins by cramming a large white cloth into my mouth and wrapping vetwrap around my head. I sigh as I settle into the gag. Next, Madalynn receives the same treatment, giving wide eyes. I slide my arms into the leather armbinder, and wiggle my ass as David tightens the lacing on the snug armbinder. Several shine lines gleam down my cecilia de rafael pantyhose. Once laced and snapped in place, I explore my bonds and rub the leather binder over my body. Madalynn absently caresses the shiny pantyhose adorning her legs before sliding her arms into a matching armbinder. Once she is also snapped and snug, I join her and we begin wiggling and writhing against one another. We rub the leather binders over our own bodies and each other. Madalynn gestures for me to bend over and present my butt to her. I comply, while also pulling my bound arms up and to the side, providing complete access to my cheeks. She caresses the leather over my rump and gives me a few playful swats. I kneel down and slide the soft leather in long stokes up and down her legs. Finally, we find ourselves on the couch with a leather strap buckled around our ankles. We shimmy and squirm and strain. We lay across one another and caress each other’s limbs. We rub ourselves against one another, enjoying the sensation of the nylon gliding across us. We shift around to different positions on the couch, presenting our bodies in a variety of ways as we explore how we can touch ourselves and each other. Keywords: leotard, thong, high heels, pantyhose, tights, vetwrap gag, consensual, leather, straps, armbinders, CDR
10:26 video
Starring: AJ Marion & John Marsh I find myself with heavy leather cuffs and a collar locked on to me. Chains are also locked onto the cuffs holding my arms up and out and keeping my legs spread apart. A bright red ballgag fills my mouth. John walks over and casually inspects my bonds. He hikes up my skirt a bit before leaving me to explore and endure my bondage. I teeter forward and back in my black stiletto sandals. Leaning and swiveling and shifting; causing my miniskirt to rise higher up my hips. Rattling the chains hanging from the ceiling, I whimper and coo as a move. Eventually, John returns and adds a chain from my collar to a point above me. He locks it in place and leaves once more. I gaze up at my neck chain for a bit, pondering, before I hang heavily on the cuffs and collar. I lean forward and stick my ass out as I make eye contact. Constantly adjusting and wiggling to keep you entertained. Cooing and sighing past my gag as I sensually struggle. My nipples press against the sheer fabric of my blouse. Drool begins to drip down my chin and onto the floor. Keywords: sheer, pantyhose, tights, high heels, hottskirt, upskirt, leather cuffs, collar, chains, locks, consensual
20:45 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Whitney Morgan Whitney Morgan takes on my 9 Minute Escape! This is a new series similar to videos I used to shoot with Mr. Ogre. I’m still working out all the details and rules; so, you might see things change a little as I figure out what I want! I get four pieces of rope to tie up the competitor, and they get 9 minutes to try and escape. Currently, I haven’t set any restrictions on the length of ropes I use. I begin by tying Whitney’s elbows together, anchoring it over her shoulders, and binding her wrists as well. We chat while I work, discussing different things, occasionally coming back to being dominant versus just sadistic. Two more pieces of rope frogtie Whitney’s legs. Now, it’s time for Whitney to attempt her escape! Does she manage to free herself? Watch and find out! This video will be released later in two parts. Part one will be the tying section, and part two will be the escape attempt. Keywords: escape, game, pantyhose, tights, converse, shorts, rope bondage
8:22 video
Starring: AJ Marion & John Marsh I’m walked between some trees and quickly put in a strappado. A swat to the ass makes me jump and squeal, and then a bright red ballgag is crammed in my mouth. John swiftly ties a cuff on each ankle, and secures them to the trees. My legs are pulled wide and held apart. Finally, a tight crotch rope digs into my pelvis and is fastened to a tree limb behind me. I struggle and strain in my stressful bindings trying to find even a little bit of relief from the posture. I whimper and cry through my gag. Grunting with the effort of every movement. After some time, John returns to torment me further, unbuttoning my shiny satin blouse and exposing me. He changes the tree one of my ankles is secured to, and leaves me to languish. Keywords: damsel in distress, DID, gal Friday, bare legs, barefoot, ballgag, shorts, crotch rope, outdoor bondage
12:49 video
Starring: AJ Marion I was just hanging up a few clothes when someone grabbed and subdued me. Next thing I know, my legs are bound at the ankles and just above my knees. My arms have been threaded through the slats in the chair back with my wrists tied behind me. A bandanna cleave gag is pulled tightly between my teeth. I wiggle and squirm and slide around on the wooden chair in my bonds. I try everything I can think of to try and loosen the ropes, but nothing seems to budge them. I guess my captor was displeased with all my wriggling as they come and change my bindings. My sweater dress is hiked up, exposing my the gusset of my pantyhose. A crotch rope is pulled snug. My legs are spread wide with my ankles tethered to the back legs drawing them ever so slightly that direction. I continue my writhing, but only succeed in digging the ropes into my flesh more. Who knows how long I’ll be left here to languish… Keywords: sweater dress, high heels, pantyhose, tights, bondage, damsel in distress, DID, cleave gag, gusset, upskirt
27:02 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Roxxy Roxxy takes on my 9 Minute Escape! This is a new series similar to videos I used to shoot with Mr Ogre. I’m still working out all the details and rules; so, you might see things change a little as I figure out what I want! I get four pieces of rope to tie up the competitor, and they get 9 minutes to try and escape. Currently, I haven’t set any restrictions on the length of the ropes I use. So, this time, I’ve picked four longer pieces of rope for Roxxy. I begin tying her up starting with wrists crossed behind her. We chat while I finish applying her first piece of rope. Next I have her sit down, and I bind her ankles, securing them to a crossbar of the chair. The third piece of rope is applied to her thighs, and the fourth becomes a chest harness. Now, it’s time for Roxxy to attempt her escape! Does she manage to free herself? Watch and find out! Keywords: game, escape, pantyhose, shorts, high heels, bare legs, bondage, candid
18:49 video
Starring: AJ Marion I am wearing black pantyhose, black patent slingback peeptoe pumps, a shiny black and white polka dot dress, and a black knit shrug. I walk in, my stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor, and put on a slim black collar with a bell. Once fastened in place, I playfully jingle the bell a few times. Then, I sit down on a pillow and strap a pair of black cuffs on my ankles. My bright pink panties peek through the sheer nylons and decorative panty top. I retrieve the comic from the shelf, adjust the pillows, and find a relaxing position in which to read. I shift around offering a variety of views for the voyeur. Want to learn more about Stjepan Sejic or support his work? Find his page at: https://www.patreon.com/shiniebezial Keywords: upskirt, tights, feet, foot, candid, voyeur, ignore, high heels, gusset, cuffs, collar
17:04 video
Starring: AJ Marion This is a more casual self bondage video from several years ago. I’m standing in the dance studio in front of the large mirrors in my black and white vintage romper and black pumps. I have a red fabric flower pinned in my hair on the right side. I unfurl a length of rope and proceed to tie a chest harness. After weaving the rope several times on my back, I leave a tail to possibly use later. I pop down to the floor and grab more rope for my legs. I frogtie each of my legs taking care to replicate the same work on each of my stems. Once that is complete, I wander around the studio watching myself in the mirrors, Next it’s time to gag myself! I cram a large red bandanna into my mouth and seal it in with clear tape that I wrap around my head. My red lips are sculpted into an “O” by the fabric filling my mouth and visible through the tape. I grab a shorter length of rope and begin binding my wrists in front of me. I roll around on the hardwood floor showing off my ropes and my body. I come up to my feet and duck walk around, bouncing, and being generally silly. Eventually, I wave good bye. Keywords: self bondage, high heels, clear tap gag, mouth stuffing, rope, stilettos **Note to viewer: The camera work on this one can be a bit shaky, and the video drags a touch in a couple places. Additionally, the sound is quite low.
11:09 video
Starring: AJ Marion I received your instructions and found the table full of lingerie, cuffs, and a gag for me. I dress myself in the layers of nylon, beautiful green bra and panty set, and patent pumps. I walk over to the implements on the table, somewhat unsteady in these new, sky high stilettos. First, I pick up my collar and clasp it around my slim neck. I playfully jingle the bell briefly, then reach over and retrieve the bit gag. I place the gag between my teeth and clasp it tightly in my mouth. Next, I secure a pair of black cuffs on my wrists. Now, appropriately attired, I turn to face the wall and spread my legs wide. I place my hands high on the wall and lean forward, presenting my ass as you’ve instructed me. I can’t help but sway my hips slightly as I stand there feeling rather exposed and thinking about you watching me. Am I pleasing you, Sir? Do you find your doll delightful? Keywords: submissive, doll, pet, objectification, voyeur, ass, butt, pantyhose, stockings, garters, high heels, lingerie, sheer, shiny, backseams, cuffs, bit gag
12:38 video
Starring: AJ Marion I’m relaxing on the floor wearing a tshirt, jean miniskirt, pantyhose, and thigh high burnt orange socks. The socks have three thin stripes at the top (2 orange, 1 white). I’m reading my electronic book while lounging on some large gray pillows. I shift around and wiggle my feet absently as I read. My skirt creeps up my hips slightly exposing more of my control top pantyhose. I jiggle my legs absentmindedly, absorbed in my book. I find myself with my mouth crammed full of panties that have been secured in place with a bandanna cleaved between my lips. I whine and weep into my gag the sounds muffled by the fabric. I wiggle and squirm on top of the pillows. Rope encircles my ankles and locks my knees tightly together. My wrists are bound behind me making it difficult to reach the restraints on my legs. All my struggling causes my skirt to shimmy up completely up to my waist. A peek of panties can be seen through the sheer pantyhose. I strain against my bonds, kicking my legs up into the air, flashing the gusset of my tights. I flop down on the pillows sighing. Keywords: damsel in distress, DID, upskirt
10:00 video
Starring: AJ Marion “Hello Master! I know how important it is for me to stay fit for our sessions.” I say to you. I continue to talk about how I have put on something that with both be non restrictive as well as pleasing. I move and step around showing off my body and outfit and being somewhat silly. I pop over to the side to retrieve my mat. I pull it out of the bag, unroll it, and get it adjusted on the ground. I step onto the mat, put in my earbuds, start my music, and begin taking deep breaths and swinging my arms up wide. I repeat this several times. I roll my shoulders backward and then forward. My ass swaying left and right as I allow the movement to flow through my body and not just remain in my shoulders. My hands glide gently over the tights covering my hips. I continue to warm up my joint with some large, slow arm circles. I lean and stretch and reach my arms straight up. Next up are knee lifts! You can hear each lift as the soles of my feet peel themselves away from the mat. I continue my knee lifts while also reaching overhead and bringing an elbow to each knee alternately. I pick up a pair of blue weights and proceed to raise my arms out to my sides for several repetitions. Once completed, I roll my neck around, rubbing it, trying to release some of the tension. I stretch out my triceps, gently pulling on my elbow and leaning my hip out to send the stretch all the way down my side. I clasp my hands behind me and shift my weight around; finally bending over and allowing my arms to drop. I recover and then set up for some bicep curls! I stand in a lunge holding a bright pink weight in my hand. I do several repetitions while smiling. Once done, I bring the dumbbell over my shoulder and raise it above my head to activate my triceps. Making sure to keep it even, complete the exercise on the other side as well providing an excellent view of my butt. Keywords: leotard, thong, barefoot, tights, exercise, stretching, shiny
9:18 video
A girl is tied by Mr. Ogre in some manner. She is then given eight minutes to completely untie herself. During her attempt to escape, she is not allowed to damage herself in any way. If the girl is successful in her task to extricate herself from the bondage, she gets a prize and YOU get special bonus footage of another tie at the end of the clip. If she is unsuccessful, well...that is between her and Mr. Ogre… I am wearing a black bra, red top, jeggings that are cuffed at the shin, pantyhose, and red suede pumps. Mr. Ogre decided to only use two pieces of rope for this escape challenge. My elbows and wrists are bound behind me and anchored to my waist. There is also a piece of rope binding my legs just above the knee and ankles. This rope also locks my heels onto my feet, making them impossible to kick off until it is removed. I wriggle and squirm and writhe trying to win my freedom. But do I? Watch and find out! Keywords: bondage, candid, gag talk, escape, game, consensual, interview
17:04 video
Starring: AJ Marion I love extended gagwear and adore the headspace it can evoke. This is the next video in the Gagged Gal Friday Storytime series! A series in which your favorite gal Friday reads aloud while wearing a variety of gags! At one point, I ran a poll on Twitter asking which pair of panties y’all would want me to cram into my mouth. Between light pink and lavender, the lavender won! I take the large, shiny panties and begin stuffing them into my mouth. I push the fabric into each cheek, making them poof out. I then begin ripping strips of bright pink duct tape and pressing them onto my face. Once they are in place, I find my place in the book and read aloud. I continue reading for a while until I eventually stop and close the book. I slowly peel the tape from my face, and display the lipstick marks inside. I then pull the panties out of my mouth like a magician doing a trick. Keywords: gagtalk, secretary, submissive, mouth packing
7:14 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr Ogre
Archive video originally shot for Ogre's World that has been remastered.
OW Video Description:
AJ is wearing knee high boots and patterned tights. Her arms are bound behind her tightly, trapped against her ass by a rope around her waist. She is dragged into screen by her captor and thrown on the couch. He steps away and comes back with rope that he ties into her hair, pulling it up and making her dance in her high heeled boots. She tries to kick him and he throws her onto the couch again.
A moment later, he stuffs wadding in her mouth and then wraps black vet wrap around it to hold it in for her. She is gagged thoroughly and he sits her up on the couch using her hairtie to bend her in half, leaving her bent over and unable to move much.
Keywords: damsel in distress, pantyhose, upskirt
13:57 video
Starring: AJ Marion I am wearing a light pink floral top, blue a-line miniskirt, flesh-tone pantyhose, and matching peeptoe pumps. I walk in, retrieve my comic, and lay down on the pillow on the floor. I swing my feet in the air as I read. Eventually, I sit up and remove my heels. The watcher is offered a particularly pervy angled view as I peruse the pages of the comic. Keywords: upskirt, tights, feet, foot, candid, voyeur, ignore, high heels, gusset Want to learn more about Sunstone by Stejpan Sejic or support his work? Find his page at: https://www.patreon.com/shiniebezial
19:29 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr Ogre The first portion of an archive video originally shot for Ogre’s World that has been remastered. OW Video Description: AJ and Ogre decide to do a consensual video where she gets tied to a chair, and they just hang out. Love bondage at its finest. So, they get to work. AJ is wearing tight dark jeggings and a striped shirt with some seriously hot knee high, high heeled boots. Ogre starts by tying her ankles together while they discuss the song O.P.P. The pop culture references fly all through the video, and the two of them are obviously having a great time while her knees get tied together above and below. She is made to stand up, and her wrists get bound together behind her back, followed by her elbows. They talk about Randy Savage, Spiderman, and all kinds of fun nerd type stuff. She is tied down to the chair and they talk about The Taming of the Shrew. Ogre suggest they hold a contest where viewers send us a list of all the references we make in the video. AJ isn’t so sure. Her arms are bound to the bottom of the chair, along with her ankles. We get a good close up of the gagging, and then a hairtie is added in, binding it to her elbows. She fights to hold the position as he shoots photos of it, but after a few minutes, he releases her hair as it is just too much. Keywords: over the knee (otk) boots, rope, candid, submissive, gal Friday, ballgag
17:25 video
Starring: AJ Marion My reflection can be seen in the wall of mirrors. I pick up a couple bundles of rope, walk back over to the corner of the studio, and seat myself on the floor. I unfurl a length of nylon and begin tying it around my ankle, over the purple legwarmer. Once secured, I lift my leg in the air and gently tug on the rope remainder, pulling my leg closer to my face slightly. Satisfied with my work, I move on to the other leg. I create a similar tie on the other ankle, checking the knotting of the original a few times. I coo and sigh as I work. Then, when my tying is complete, I lay down on the floor, toes pointed. I raise my right leg high into the air and grab the loose length of rope. I pull lightly on the lashing, using it as I would a strap to intensify the stretch. I alternately bend and straighten my knee, working my strap substitute. I open my leg up to the right, stretching out my groin, flashing my crotch to the viewer. Next, I lift my leg up and cross it over my body to the left. I then roll my hips over a bit more to plant my foot on the floor and lift my ass high in the air. I balance on the tripod I’ve made with my shoulder and feet, and raise my right arm straight up above me. I release down into a twisted stretch. I maneuver myself onto my back, stacking my ankle on my leg, and pull them towards my chest. I vocalize and moan throughout my efforts. I release back down to the ground and repeat the process on the other side. I stand back up and reposition myself for a wide front straddle stretch. I lean forward with a flat back, wiggling my toes as I hold the stretch. I release and repeat. I until the wraps around my ankles, and toss the pieces aside. I sigh heavily and move around into a head down-kneeling position. I then spend some time flexing and arching through some cat and cow poses, presenting my ass like a bitch in heat. I slide my knees wide apart into a kind of frog pose. Rocking my pelvis back and forth, shifting around the placement of the stretch in my groin. I sit back on my heels and sort through my music looking for a specific beat. Once I find the tempo I’m looking for, I spin around and glance over my shoulder at the reflection of my butt in the mirrors. I begin flexing my ass cheeks. Sometimes alternately. Sometimes together. Sometimes singles. Other times doubles. Lift up slightly. Adding small hip rolls. Leaning forward and rocking back. Bouncing my butt up and down. I finish opening up my hips with a pigeon pose on each side. Keywords: tights, exercise, leotard, dancer
13:35 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Ser Ursa Ser Ursa pushes me into the studio, and I struggle to move fast enough for them; my legs bound just above my knees with black electrical tape. They swivel me around using my arms like a lever. All I can do is comply as my wrists are also taped up behind me. Ser Ursa retrieves a roll of thin electrical tape from the window sill, and bends down and winds the tape around my ankles. “Uh...I...uh….guess you’re a little upset about the casting…” I inquire apprehensively. “Just a little bit.” Ser replies immediately. “Just a little bit.” Once they finish binding my ankles, they stand and wrap more tape around my torso just above and below my breasts, cinching my arms down to my body a bit. “Is there anything I could do to get you to stop and change your mind?” I ask hopefully. “Noooo.” they respond flatly. I wiggle and shift my hips left and right trying to find some comfort in my bindings as well as keep my balance. “One more thing…” Ser Ursa tells me as they reach over and pick up a big black ballgag with a pink strap; a smug and satisfied smirk on their face. They cram the ballgag in my mouth and strap it tightly in place; then leave me to complain and consider my circumstances. I shimmy and squirm and strain against my bonds. The tape creaks as I cause it to stretch and re-contract. I whine through my gag as I struggle. Eventually, I manage to work my way to the floor using the wall to slide down. I continue to moan and groan around my gag. I lift my legs high into the air and twist and pull against the tape to no avail. Ser Ursa returns and decides I require more tape. They push my legs up and begin winding more tape around my thighs and shins. Wrap after wrap after wrap. They hang around to torment me briefly before leaving me once again to languish alone. Keywords: dancer damsel, damsel in distress, bondage, leotard, shorts, barefoot, tights, bare legs, eyeglasses, DID, feet
12:59 video
Starring: AJ Marion I love extended gagwear and adore the headspace it can evoke. This is the next video in the Gagged Gal Friday Storytime series! A series in which your favorite gal Friday reads aloud while wearing a variety of gags! Today's gag is a pink, rectangular pillow gag. It's new, and I'm looking forward to trying to out! I place the gag deep in my mouth between my teeth, and strap it tightly into place, pulling my hair out of the way. I show off the gag a bit, and comment on how squishy it is, giggling as I do. I find my place in the book and begin reading. My teeth and lips press into the pillow as I attempt to form the words, but it just puffs back into place. I continue reading for a bit before eventually stopping and removing the gag. I show off the marks and smeared lipstick it leaves behind on my face. Keywords: gag talk, submissive, secretary
21:07 video
Starring: AJ Marion I am wearing a pair of high-waisted denim shorts, a red and white striped crop top, and white footie tabi socks. I lay on the floor in a variety of positions on a pillow reading the first volume of Sunstone by Stjepan Sejic. The watcher is offered a particularly pervy angled view as I peruse the pages of the comic. Keywords: upskirt, bare legs, barefoot, feet, candid, voyeur, ignore Want to learn more about Stjepan Sejic or support his work? Find his page at: https://www.patreon.com/shiniebezial
5:21 video
Starring: AJ Marion An archive video originally shot for Ogre's World that has been remastered. Keywords: pantyhose, upskirt, bondage, rope, ballgag, high heels, damsel in distress
14:06 video
“I've had ENOUGH of you taking the spotlight!” Lizz exclaims as she shoves me onto the couch. “You and Johnny. You and Johnny. I want Johnny! I wanna dance with Johnny!”
She pulls me up to standing and places a pink bandanna between my teeth, knotting it snugly in place as she explains that I won't be attending class today.
“And then I will be the star...” Lizz daydreams, “amazing things...amazing things...”
I'm pushed down onto the sofa once more as Lizz decides which length of rope to use next. I'm jerked to my feet again and spun around. Lizz binds my elbows tightly together as she taunts me and explains why she's doing this. I begin to protest through my gag, and she quickly covers my mouth with her hand.
“Shhhh!” Lizz leans her lips close to my ear. “Did I tell you that you could talk? Because I'm pretty sure that I didn't. Didn't I just tell you to be quiet?”
Lizz throws me back on the couch, grabs more rope, and lifts my legs onto her lap. She wraps rope around my ankles, cinching them down.
“Maybe this will trigger something deep down inside of you, and you'll beg me to tie you up later.” Lizz speculates. She expounds further and begins coming on to me. “I can make you feel so much more pleasure than dancing with Johnny. I'm sure.”
I glare back at her. A final piece of rope is added above my knees, and I'm left with my “instructions.” I wiggle and squirm in my bondage, lifting my legs in the air. I flex and point my feet, but the ropes don't budge. I whimper through my gag with my efforts. I claw at the rope encircling my wrists. I strain and stretch.
Soon, Lizz returns having determined that I'm much too noisy. The bandanna is untied and crammed into my mouth, and silver tape is wound around my head.
“Maybe I don't want Johnny at all. Maybe what I really wanted was AJ...” Lizz grins as she caresses my body.
“Why don't you lay down on that couch.” Lizz suggests.
“You're not going to follow directions?” she questions and swats my ass with a crack of the rope. “Lay down. On your stomach.”
I grunt and blubber as my wrists are linked to my ankles, pulling me into a hogtie. Lizz walks her fingers up my body, and torments me for a few more moments before leaving me once again to attend dance class.
Keywords: dancer damsel, dasmel in distress, DID, bondage, leotard, tights, stirrup tights, thong, cleave gag, tape gag, mouth stuffing, struggling, rope, barefoot
12:21 video
Oh dear! It seems I've upset Ms Whitney Morgan by being a better dancer than her little sister, and she's decided to take matters into her own hands. I'm XXXX into the room, walking on my knees, my maroon legwarmers little protection from the hard wood floor. The intense grinding on my bones too much to bare, I manage to get my barefeet beneath me, duck walking on the balls of my feet. Whitney hooks an arm under my back and around one bound leg and hoists me onto the couch with a grunt.
I wriggle and roll around as Whitney explains why I find myself in this situation. I grunt and whine through my mouth stuffing and vetwrap gag. Whitney continues to taunt me and rant, running her hands over my lithe body. Fed up with my muffled interjections to her tirading, she leaves me to struggle.
I wiggle my toes and writhe around, squealing into my gag. With electrical tape encircling my legs and arms, I lift and flex, pushing my ass into the air. This only serves to cause my leotard to climb further up my rump. My mobility modified, I eventually manage to sit up. I press into the couch arching my back. Having worked my butt the to edge, I tentatively slide a knee down to the floor. My chest against the couch and my backside on display, struggle and squirm. I claw at the leg lashing. Nothing I try seems to bring release.
Ms Whitney Morgan returns displeased with my attempts at freeing myself. Determined to keep me captive until the completion of the audition, she winds more electrical tape around my legs, pressing them firmly together. Additional tape is also added around my head over the vetwrap. Pleased with my predicament, she exits.
I shift my bound legs back and forth, little other movement left to me. I kick my feet and wiggle my toes. I shimmy my body side to side as I press up on my hands and the balls of my feet. Tucking my legs beneath me, I am XXXX into a kneeling position. I bend and straighten my elbows, lifting my arms into the air, but nothing seems to help. I half maneuver half slip back onto the hardwood onto my belly; my nipples displeased with the surface and catching on every minute crack as I slide around.
Keywords: electrical tape, bondage, damsel in distress, vetwrap gag, leotard, legwarmers, barefoot, bare legs, barefeet
8:58 video
I tip toe into the room led by Claire de Lune, my knees and elbows bound tightly with jute.
“So, I think we've had enough of that mouth...” Claire tells me.
She pulls a large red ballgag into my mouth and straps it into place. I squeak and whimper past the gag.
“Oh man. Still with all the noise!”
Taking a moment, she pulls at my leotard and runs her hands down my tights as she mocks me. Claire briskly turns me around.
“Yeah, why don't we just show everybody your ass. That's well composed.” She gives my exposed buttocks a few smacks. “So cute! Oh my god! Everybody just loves the 'darling little dancer'.” she teases. Claire helps me onto my knees, and then maneuvers me to lay on the rug.
She picks up a bundle of rope and begins binding my ankles. I wiggle and squirm, but my struggles do nothing more than wave my ass around enticingly.
“Now you can just wiggle until your heart's content.” she states as she finishes tying off my ankle rope. A few parting smacks, and she leaves me to struggle on the floor.
I roll around on the carpet, straining and stretching against my bonds. I lift my legs in the air twisting and turning, trying anything to loosen my restraints. It isn't long before Claire returns with even more rope!
“Okay, I think I've had enough of you wiggling around.” she notifies me before bending down and flipping me over.
She drags me closer by my knees, and unties the cinch there. A simple larks head attaches to my ankles while the remaining length is looped between my wrists. A few passes back and forth leaves me hogtied. She runs her hands over my body one last time before departing once again.
I whimper and cry through my gag. I flip over onto my arms, thrusting my hips high into the air. I arch up, rocking on my stomach. I reach and pull and finger at the few fibers I find, but my attempts are futile.
11:01 video
It's time to warm up and stretch! I'm listening to some music through my earbuds and bouncing around. I go through a variety of stretches, arching, bending, rolling, and reaching through my postures. I transition to the floor for some butterfly stretching. The soles of my feet pressed firmly together, I wiggle my toes as I lean forward and rock gently. Standing, I begin a releve sequence. Knowing that balance and ankle strength are areas in which I am attempting to increase ability, I focus intently on the exercise. Moving through turned out and parallel second and first positions and finishing with several lifts, I do not hear or notice the man entering through the doors behind me. As I gently press back down from my held balance, he violently grabs me, a large hand covering my mouth and arm encircling my chest! I kick and flail aggressively, my legs swinging in the air. I reach up with both hands, clutching at the man's forearm, attempting to rip his hand off of my face. He drags me over towards the coffee table and chair. I manage to get my feet on the tabletop, but can't gain any traction. My feet slip and slide on the slick surface. We fall back and down into the chair, but I can already feel by body getting heavy. I thrash, but eventually, everything goes dark.
I awake to find myself bound, rather uncomfortably, across the coffee table. My toes turned under. My wrists secured to my ankles beneath the table. A panel gag muffling my grunts and protestations. I wriggle around, my movements rather minuscule due to my precarious position. I squeal and moan into my gag, lifting my head and looking around. My captor returns to relax and lounges in the leather chair, resting his boots in my lap. I groan and pull against my bonds. He inspects his work, and my body, fingers digging into my thighs. Straddling me, he casually reaches out, and places a full water cup on my stomach. I immediately become remarkably still and quiet, my attention entirely on balancing the container of liquid. Witnessing my discipline and focus, my assailant softly tickles my hips, fingertips working delicately. I squeal and shriek, unable to maintain my composure for very long. The cup slowly tips forward, and water dumps forth washing over my face. I cough and XXXX and gag, trying to catch my breath and clear the water from my nostrils and eyes. My aggressor returns to further torment and humiliate me, pulling down my leotard, exposing and groping my pert breasts. Finally, he leaves me. Crying and whimpering.
Keywords: damsel in distress, dancer damsel, DID, legwarmers, barefoot, leotard, panel gag, bare legs
12:12 video
It's a quiet evening, and I've decided to get in a little stretching before calling it a day. Sporting a pair of ballet pink transition tights and a teal leotard, I flow through a variety of positions: downward dog, plank, press, up facing dog. I vary the up dog by flexing my knee and bringing up a pointed toe, first on the right, then the left. Pressing back, I spread my knees wide and reach forward all the way through my fingers. I wiggle my ass left and right warming up my hips and attempting to release some of the tension in my lower back. Flowing into a frog stretch, I make constant tiny adjustments. Moving into and between a few cat-cow stretches, I sit back on my heels, rolling my shoulders. I proceed with a few shoulder stretches. These flow into a neck and body roll sequence. Hopping forward and leaning back, I press into one final shoulder and chest opening stretch. Next up are some forward bends. I reach and hook my hands behind the balls of my feet.
As I lay there, my face in my knees, focused on bending from the hip and reaching through my chest, a man comes in and grabs me, pressing me flat onto the carpet. He pins me down and raises my arms high behind me. Having no trouble holding me in place, he takes his time binding my wrists. Once secured, he torments me, pinching a nipple and grabbing a handful of hair. I whine and protest, struggling with the small amount of movement available to me. Lengths of rope are added to my elbows and ankles. Throughout the process of binding me, my assailant lifts and flips me casually like a sack of sugar, maneuvering me into the positions he desires. I claw at the knot on my wrist restraint. Soon, I am roughly sat up, and the banana I was wearing as a headband is XXXX between my teeth.
The man gropes my breasts briefly before tossing me down by my neck. I try to roll away, but can't get very far. As I lay with my face against the carpet, a foot presses down firmly on my back. I squeal and protest as the man further torments me. A last piece of rope is added, securing me in a hogtie, and I am shoved onto my back. As I gaze up into his cold, green eyes as a foot grinds into my throat. Finally, he leaves me to roll about as I please.
A stroke of luck! My hogtie rope pulls free! But alas! The man returns before I can release the rest of the ropes.
12:05 video
As a dancer and bondage bunny, I am constantly working to maintain and increase my flexibility. What better way to develop that than with bondage flexibility training sessions!
For this session, I find myself stretched and spread on a wooden workbench. Rope encircling my ankles pulls my legs back and apart, leaving me uncomfortable and exposed. The cuffs securing my wrists hold me down and forward. My maneuverability significantly impaired, I swing my long legs side to side from the hips. I flex and point my feet, wiggling my toes, attempting to gain even the slightest relief at the tiniest of adjustments. Moans and gasps pour from my lips as I endure my affair. Writhing in my restraints, I pendulum my legs pursuing a pause in the relentless wrenching of my groin. I lay back, closing my eyes, bringing my focus inward. My lips pursed as I audibly exhale. My chest heaves with the breaths and my effort.
After a time, Ben enters and fills my mouth with a bright red ballgag. My predicament continues and the squirming increases in frequency until I am constantly wriggling some small part of me.
Keywords: leotard, bare legs, wrinkled soles, barefoot, consensual
11:59 video
Partially bound in my dance practice gear, GiGi leads me into a living room and XXXX me to kneel on the floor. Apparently, I auditioned for and was awarded a solo in the upcoming competition over her daughter. Needless to say, this pisses her off, and she is prepared to do whatever it takes to assure her daughter dances my role in the competition today. Apparently, I am not the first team member to suffer at GiGi's hands.
"Nobody auditions against her. They all know better. And now, you're learning the lesson." GiGi states as she holds my face in place. "Do you understand?"
"This is how we learn the lesson?" I ask.
"Open your God damn mouth!" GiGi demands as she shoves a pink, knotted bandana into my mouth.
Calling me a big mouthed brat and accusing me of showing my breasts to the coach to win the part, she pinches a nipple roughly. GiGi continues to belittle me as she straddles my legs and quickly binds my knees. I beg her through my cleave gag to let me go. She merely mocks me in response.
"You're lucky I didn't break your fucking leg. That's what I did to the last girl. You got off easy." She reveals as she ties off the ends of her rope.
Moving down my legs, she threatens to snap my toes and break my feet, but instead decides to remind me of the troupe's morality agreement. Any member discovered to be participating in lewd activities is immediately dismissed. GiGi's plan is to make a record of my current predicament and share it not only with the team coach, but also on my social media. She leaves me to ponder my situation and goes to retrieve her camera.
I writhe around, lifting my tights covered legs into the air and wiggling my toes. Soon, GiGi returns with her equipment, taking video and stills. Even notifying me that she can post directly from her camera! Having acquired her blackmail materials, GiGi adds an additional piece of rope to my bonds, pulling my knees up towards my chest, folding me in half. Satisfied with her work, she pushes me over onto my side and leaves me to struggle and moan on the carpet.
12:36 video
I've auditioned for a guest part with a dance company in North Carolina, and while I performed quite exceptionally, Mr. Andrews informs me that another candidate did just a touch better. I'm obviously disappointed given all the extra work I've put into preparing for the audition. Knowing this, Mr. Andrews informs me that he might have some extra credit I could complete to put me over the top. I practically leap at him accepting the opportunity to clinch the spot. He leaves briefly to retrieve some equipment. I chatter to myself a bit while I wait for his return.
Mr. Andrews returns with a bandana, silver tape, and rope. He stands me up and faces me away from him. Each time I attempt to face him, he repositions me.
“Don't be difficult.” he states.
“I'm not being difficult!” I exclaim.
With that, Mr. Andrews unfurls a length of rope and binds my elbows behind me. I continue to question him and move around, and he nonchalantly maneuvers me where he pleases. Lifting my arms, I can do nothing but bend over, sticking out my ass.
“Hm..nice.”
I glare over my shoulder with a furrowed brow. Once my arms are secured, Mr. Andrews shoves me to my knees and fills my mouth with a large, blue bandana. I protest and whine, but my words are muffled and mostly unintelligible. The silver tape is then wrapped around my head insuring my inability to push the cloth from my mouth. Finally, Mr. Andrews lifts me into his lap, where he is better able to grope me.
“You know, I think you are going to win after all.” he informs me.
I wiggle and strain as he continues to tie my body. I end up hogtied on the carpet and left to struggle and moan on my own.
I writhe and roll around utilizing all of my strength and flexibility to try and loosen my restraints. I claw at my bonds and kick my feet. After some time, Mr. Andrews returns to torment me. Apparently, he's displeased with my amount of movement as he tightens my hogtie rope. His hands run over my body lingering on my ass and legs. He leaves me once more, but not before implying what some of the other extra credit tasks might be…
I pull against the ropes in a final attempt to free myself to no avail. Mr. Andrews returns, picks me up, and carries me away to complete my company audition.