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Perusing the pages, you will see delectable dancer damsels, gorgeous gal Fridays, and a peek into my personal playtime 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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0253 - Power Girl Duped by Zatanna - AJ Marion & Madalynn Raye
11:22 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Madalynn Raye
I prepare for the next and most impressive part of this evening’s magic show. I am in need of a special assistant to come on stage and have recruited the help of Power Girl to aid me in the endeavor.
Bemused, Power Girl struts on stage in her white PVC leotard, shiny tan pantyhose, blue boots and gloves, and her red cape. She’s apprehensive as to why I would even bother with this as I must know by now things never work in my favor while Power Girl is around.
I say the magic words and at first Power Girl is startled, and nothing immediately happens. Then, she notices the coils of rope crawling across the floor and inching up her ankles. She tries to keep calm; she can always get out of these sort of situations so she reluctantly lets herself get tangled in the magic ropes.
I am thoroughly enjoying myself and tease Power Girl, cooing about what an awesome assistant she is and how good she looks in my most powerful ropes.
Power Girl struggles vigorously, but to no avail. She is caught.
I gag her with a bright pink ballgag to quiet her as she’s bound. Trying to enunciate through her gag, Power Girl is displeased as I feel her up and play with her.
Soon, I hear a light tickling of metal, and as I look around, I see my leather straps inching closer and closer to me. Before I can say the counter spell, I find myself balltied with the leather straps over my shapely fishnet covered legs, my arms pinned behind me in a leather armbinder, a pair of panties are shoved in my mouth, and microfoam is covering my mouth, wrapped around my head and over my eyes, blinding me.
We struggle and grunt in our confines, but eventually, my magic works, and I’m able to slip out of the armbinder, unbuckle my balltie restraints, and remove the microfoam panty gag. I get up, more confident than ever that I escaped my bondage before Power Girl, and strut off stage, turning off the lights and leaving Power Girl to see if she truly can get free.
Keywords: ballgag, blindfold, DID, escape, fishnets, gag, gag talk, high heels, leotard, microfoam, pantyhose, rope bondage, shorts, spandex, PVC, tights, armbinder, leather straps, super heroine, super villain
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0010 - Friday Night Sleepover - AJ Marion, Jasmine Valley, & Mr Ogre
19:49 video
Starring: AJ Marion, Jasmine Valley, & Mr. Ogre
It's Friday night and I invited my good friend Jasmine Valley to come spend the night! I was wearing a colorful striped bra with pink boy shorts and knee high tube socks. She stripped down to her hot pink sports bra, black boy shorts and polka dotted knee high socks. We sat on the couch for a few minutes, talking about what to do with our evening. "What are we going to do tonight?" she asked. "I have all kinds of things planned for tonight," was my reply.
"First..." I run off for a second and return with a bunch of white rope. She squealed in delight and I knew we were going to have a fantastic evening. I started tying her ankles and then asked her "Are you nervous?" "A little bit," she coyly replied. "Well, you seem all excited." We giggled a bit and she said she was just a curious girl.
Once I was done with her ankles, I went on to tie her knees together. They were nice and tightly bound by the time I knew she wasn't going anywhere and not just from the rope! I hopped up beside her on the couch and tied her wrists together behind her back. Once I finished with that I worked on making her elbows meet snugly and she was grinning and giggling the whole time. And then, just to finish up, I tucked a bright red ballgag behind her teeth and strapped it down super tight. Before I was finished her lips were already wet and the drool came shortly afterwards.
"Are you ready for your surprise now?" She nodded enthusiastically. "I'm going to tickle you," I said and she immediately started wiggling and trying to get away from me. I was merciless, tickling her ribs and her feet and anything else I could get ahold of. She thrashed and laughed and giggled. I am sure she was getting very tired. And that's right when a big brute jumped me from behind and grabbed my arms. "Doesn't that look like fun," he asked and then started trying to subdue me.
Jasmine was trying hard to keep him from getting me tied up but he was just so big and strong there wasn't much, if anything, that the two of us could do. "You're going to stomp on my foot?" he asked. "Yep!" was my only reply. He had gotten my wrists together by that point and so he threw me down on the couch and bound my hands together. Jasmine had grabbed the rope but he started yanking on it. "I guess you'll just get rope burns on your hands," he taunted. Shortly afterwards he'd managed to get my elbows together with rope on my forearms.
He turned his back and I saw my chance. I stood up and started to try and run from him but he grabbed me by the hair and threw me back on the couch. He tossed Jasmine away as she was fighting him, grabbing her by the throat and pushing her to the floor. By this time he had managed to get my ankles together and was trying to cinch them when we managed to XXXX him over into a seated position. He finally bound my knees together and by this time we were stuck.
The bastard pulled me up and made me sit in front of him while he stuffed some cloth in my mouth and then wrapped bright pink vetwrap over the top of it keeping me from being able to speak. "Oh man, your elbows came loose." He seemed pretty disappointed. So he wandered off for a moment and then came back to tie my upper arms together, making my elbows press together tightly.
By this time we were getting worn out and so fighting him was more and more difficult. "I got an idea," he said almost menacingly. I didn't like the sound of that. A moment or two later and my ankles were tied to her neck from behind and her ankles were tied to mine. I tried talking to her and she tried untying my wrists but the jerk must have been one hell of a rope fanatic. The bindings wouldn't move at all. It was a while before we got out and were able to enjoy each other at all.
Keywords: ballgag, bare legs, ass, DID, gag, gag talk, rope bondage, spandex, bra/panties, vetwrap, g/g bondage, socks
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0252 - Studio Time Squabble - AJ Marion, Madalynn Raye, & David Andrews
13:00 video
Starring: AJ Marion, Madalynn Raye, & David Andrews
I’ve shown up at the studio for a little practice. As I move through some stretches, Madalynn Raye arrives. Apparently, we’ve both booked the studio for today, and she seems a bit perturbed. I ask her if she needs the whole studio and suggest sharing it. She seems amenable, and mentions that she just needs to go grab her water bottle.
“Okay. Cool. I’ll just be over here in the corner. You know.” I tell her as I wander over and begin a forward fold.
“Don’t pull anything!” she calls back to me as she leaves. “I’ll be right back.”
I roll up to standing as Madalynn returns, and I’m grabbed from behind by a man I’ve never seen before! He starts binding my wrists as Madalynn explains why this is happening.
“But it is. It IS appropriate. Because I am so sick of you always taking my time block.” she reveals.
She picks something up off the table and strolls in front of me as the man finishes tying my wrists. He retrieves another length of rope and grabs me again, groping my chest.
“You two have fun! I’ll be back to check on the situation in just...a little...bit.” Madalynn says as she departs.
“Don’t leave me here with this dude!” I call back to her.
The man cops the occasional feel as he continues to restrain me with rope. I attempt to talk him out of completing his task. Once he finishes binding my elbows, he picks up the items Madalynn left on the shelf. He crams a pair of white panties into my mouth and seals them in with blue vetwrap that is wound around my head. He then grabs me by the neck and pushes me to the floor onto my stomach. I whine through my gag as the man begins tying my ankles.
“I notice things have seemed to have quieted down...oooo look at this. Ooooo! Look at you. How delightful! Are you having fun yet?” Madalynn asks me as she pets my head. “Oh, you look good.”
Once my ankles are tied the man gropes and smacks my ass before moving to the side. Maddy pulls me to her, cuddling me, completely pleased.
“What do you think? Do you like the way it feels? Having something shoved in your mouth. Packed in tight. Now you can’t back talk me anymore.” Maddy expresses.
I roll away from her and sit up. She drags me back to her. She informs the man that I need more rope, and he obliges by cinching my knees together. I’m left to struggle while they check to make sure the front doors are locked. I lift my legs in the air, pointing and flexing my feet. I shimmy and squirm and try to reach the ropes. Soon, Madalynn returns to torment me further.
She hugs me to her, holding me close. Then, she maneuvers me to the floor, climbing on top of me, her hands casually caressing my body. She jokes about leaving me in the studio overnight in my predicament...unless I’m going to get up and hop out of there.
“Come on! Come with us. You can hop your ass to the front. We’ll give you a ride home.” she announces as she walks away.
I manage to get to my feet and behind hopping towards the exit. The man returns, and I hop backward trying to avoid him. He picks me up, slinging me over a shoulder, and carries me away as I squeal.
Keywords: DID, dancer damsel, gag, legwarmers, leotard, rope bondage, spandex, stirrup, tights, vetwrap
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0251 - Spandex Strumpet Struggle - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
7:23 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
I find myself on a bed in an unfamiliar room. My legs are frogtied with loops locking my heels onto my feet, preventing me from kicking them off. My wrists and elbows are bound behind me, and a large, red ballgag fills my mouth. I whimper and inspect the bindings on my legs, rolling my ankles. I flip onto my stomach, bending and straightening my arms, trying to get the ropes to release. As I struggle, a masked man enters the room and climbs on the bed. He straddles me and grabs my arms, pulling me up painfully. I cry as I’m craned up. He smacks me on the ass a few times and roughly grabs my thigh before leaving me. I rub my leg where his fingers dug into my leg. I groan through the gag as I roll around on the bed, straining against my restraints. I manage to sit up just as the man re-enters. I try to move away from him, but there’s no way I can get off the bed. He climbs on the bed once again, facing me, and removes his mask as he comes for me.
Keywords: ballgag, DID, gag, high heels, rope bondage, spandex
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0009 - Sweater Clad Jeans Damsel - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
9:16 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
Whatever AJ does to deserve these things? Your guess is good as any. In any case, AJ starts out partially bound, wrists and arms together behind her back. She is facing the camera when a man yanks a ballgag behind her teeth and buckles it down. He flips her onto her back and then ties her knee up against her chest. Once she is in that position, he starts rebinding her arms as she keeps fiddling with the rope.
She manages to untie the knot holding her knee up about the same time he ties her wrists to the opposite ankle. The right leg is retied into a hogtie position and she wiggles like crazy. He pulls the knee rope back up and ties it off again. She rolls back and forth for a good long while, tiring herself out. Which is too bad because he comes back to move her rope around. He pulls her knee back up and then binds her ankles together. She is definitely unhappy about this.
Keywords: ballgag, DID, gag, jeans, denim, rope bondage, socks, sweater
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0250 - Gagged Gal Friday Storytime - AJ Marion
11:56 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, I have a large yellow bandanna that I cram into my mouth pushing it into my cheeks. Next, I wrap 2” black vetwrap around my head, sealing in the stuffing. I smooth the vetwrap across my open mouth, then retrieve my book and begin reading. I pause occasionally to take a deep breath, and continue my muffled reading. The vetwrap flexes as I try to pronounce the words. My eyebrows lift and my brow furrows as I express the words on the page. Eventually, I stop reading and set my book aside. I unwind the vetwrap from around my head, pull the bandanna out, and comment on how soaked it is with spit.
Keywords: candid, gag, gag talk, gal Friday, secretary, voyeur
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0249 - Consensual Catsuit Cutie - AJ Marion & David Andrews
11:38 video
Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews
I’ve donned a pink bra and thong set, my sheer, black Winterfetish mesh catsuit, and a pair of 5” pumps. “Oh look rope.” David says as he drops a few bundles on the ottoman. “Oh look rope.” I smile back at him. I turn and present my arms behind me, swaying my hips side to side as he ties my wrists together. “Rope one.” I announce as he finishes. I rest my hands at the small of my back and sigh, preparing for what’s to come. “Rope two.” I voice as my elbows are lashed together. We discuss the funky carpet and my ability to stand on/navigate it in heels. My arms bound, I sit down and await the head harness ballgag. David fusses with clasps and straps for a moment before bringing the ball in front of my face. I chase the ball with my gaping gob as he manipulates the straps on my head. He gently pushes the gag between my lips, laughing lightly at me. David buckles everything into place adjusting the location of the straps as best he can for my comfort. He then maneuvers me onto my belly. I lay on the ottoman, knees bent, ankles crossed. My ankles are cinched together in their crossed configuration. I wriggle my way forward on the ottoman. David then pulls me up into a strict hogtie; my fingers brushing the patent heels. Content with my restriction, he seizes the opportunity for a little ridiculous groping. I giggle and squeal as his hands grip handfuls of my flesh. “Alright, you’ve been groped. Take that.” he declares as he leaves me. I arch up and down in the hogtie. I realize I can play with the crotch zipper, and flick it a bunch making a small tinkling noise. This, of course, tickles me and makes me giggle more. I manage to roll onto my side, changing the position and the stress points. I whine and coo through the gag filling my mouth. A string of drool drips down my chin and onto the carpet. I wiggle and writhe, rocking side to side, arching up, pulling on the hogtie rope, but nothing brings me any relief. I whimper and groan and thrust my hips into the ottoman, bouncing slightly.
Keywords: ballgag, bra/panties, candid, catsuit, consensual, bondage, gag, high heels, doll, rope bondage, submissive, thong, fetish
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0008 - Perturbed Prisoner - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
6:40 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
I had gone out for dinner with some of my girlfriends, but when I came home a man was waiting. Before I knew it, he had overpowered me. Next thing I know, I find myself bound with multiple pieces of rope encircling my legs. My arms are tied and pulled up and back. My mouth is stuffed with a cloth and a bandage is wound around my head sealing it in. I struggle and squirm, lifting my legs high in the air, flashing the seams and gusset of my black pantyhose. I reach for the ropes on my legs, but can only just barely finger the coils.
Mr. Ogre returns, adding a length of rope around my heels and securing it to the couch leg. I continue to wriggle and writhe in the restraints, rubbing my slick hose together. The ropes begin to fall down my legs, bunching at my ankles. I whine through my gag with my struggles. I manage to push the cloth out of my mouth and pull the bandage down. Mr. Ogre returns, and I scowl at him.
“Looks like you’ve almost gotten out. Well alright then. Maybe I’ll just have to do a better job next time.”
Keywords: DID, gag, high heels, pantyhose, rope bondage
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0248 - Water Bondage Play - AJ Marion
7:24 video
Starring: AJ Marion
My ankles and wrists are bound and a large, pink ballgag fills my mouth. I roll around casually in the partially filled, inflatable. The plastic groaning as my body rubs against it. A hose is turned on and sprays me, causing me to squeak. I shake my head, trying to fling the water from my face. I turn away from the hose.
I now find myself hogtied. I maneuver around in the water, giggling as I splash about. The hose is turned on again pounding my nipples through my bathing suit. I squeak and squeal as the water sprays over me. As the hose sprays, the water level continues to rise. I roll around, sloshing the water out of the pool until I’ve exhausted myself.
Keywords: ass, ballgag, barefoot, bare legs, candid, consensual, feet, gag, outdoor, rope bondage, spandex, swimsuit
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0247 - Strenuous Transitions for the Secretary - AJ Marion & David Andrews
17:26 video
Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews
I’m standing in my bright pink pumps with an ankle strap, black pantyhose, and a sheer pink ruffle front blouse with a pussy bow. David binds my wrists behind me with a length of jute. He grabs me by the back of my neck swinging me around, picks up a black ballgag, and considers it for a moment.
“Not quite yet.”
“Not quite yet.” I mimic back to him. “Not quite yet.”
He picks up a piece of rope, and begins tying my elbows together. “Alright, let’s crush these bad boys…” he practically whispers.
“Crush them...Lovely...” I bemoan.
I almost immediately start vocalizing as my elbows are pulled strictly together.
“You okay?” David asks.
“Yeah...maybe.” I giggle.
“May..be.” David parrots back at me.
“We’ll find out...I guess.” I respond.
“Alright I’ll get that gag in the mouth. Real fast.” he mutters.
I laugh loudly. David finishes cinching my elbows. He retrieves the ballgag once again and places it deep in my mouth. After clasping, he turns his attention to the buttons of my blouse. Leaving the pussy bow tied, he undoes the buttons, exposing my breasts. Tweezer like nipple clamps with a chain running between them are added. I wince as they are squeezed on.
“What better way, to really get the feel of new shoes, than to be left tied standing.” David informs me as he hobbles me, wrapping rope around my ankles.
“You’re so mean.” I whine past my gag.
I whimper as David finishes the tie. A quick grope and nipple tweak, and he leaves me to endure. I coo and sigh, bending my knees occasionally, testing my mobility as well as attempting to achieve minuscule moments of reprieve. I very carefully teeter myself around showing off the rope on my arms. David returns again and hops me around.
“This is going to be super hard.” he tells me. I whine. “It’s going to be crazy hard; yeah, fear eyes. That’s appropriate.” He ties a rope around my neck and attaches it to my ankles. I must choose between bending over and crouching down. David lounges in the chair watching me languish in the predicament. Eventually, I squat down and gain a little relief. However, I know that maintaining that position will also be challenging. David reaches down, unties the ankle leash, and pulls it taut. I whimper words at him, and he giggles at me in response.
“I think I even heard you say please.”
“I did say please.” I mewl. I straighten my back, and the rope slides through the ankle cinch. “You didn’t tie it back.” I smile at David relieved. I slowly stand all the way back up. David uses the tassels of my pussy bow to to tie up the chain between my nipple clamps. He then unbinds my ankles and instructs me to get on the ground.
I cross my legs, and my ankles are rebound. My neck rope is then reattached to my ankles. David leaves me once again to endure and explore my bondage. I squeak and sigh. I rock back on my hands and raise my legs high in the air, giving glimpses of the gusset of my sheer, black pantyhose.
Keywords: ballgag, candid, consensual, gag, gal Friday, gusset, high heels, pantyhose, pink pet, rope bondage, secretary, submissive, topless, nipple clamps, upskirt
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0007 - Struggling in Stilettos and Spandex - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
9:05 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
My platform, stiletto heels click on the wood floor as Mr. Ogre pushes me towards the couch. Already partially bound, my wrists and elbows molded together and anchored to my shoulders, Mr. Ogre tosses me unceremoniously onto the couch. I squeak and grunt as my body bounces on the cushions. He holds me down easily, his large hand encircling both of my slim ankles. He makes quick work of binding my ankles, my ombre leg warmers bunching around the ropes. I cry into the silver tape gag over my mouth, but my whimpers fall on deaf ears.
Once the ankle ropes are secure and my ability to stand and walk hampered, Mr. Ogre roughly sits me up. He presses me firmly down, nearly folding me in half with a hand on the back of slender neck. My eyes plead, looking around the room for any sign of possible escape, and settle on my captor. Mr. Ogre soon begins lashing my knees, taking no note of my writhing and sighing. I pump my hips and squirm, but neither my restrains nor my assailant provide any relief. Mr. Ogre hoists my legs in the air presenting my ass as he ties off his ends behind my knees. A couple of good swats, and I'm left to test the limits of my restraints.
Shimmies. Grunts. Stamps of frustration.
Apparently dissatisfied with current mobility, Mr. Ogre returns to dump me face first onto the cushions, flipping me onto my stomach, and pulling me up into a hogtie. My maneuverability further limited, I strain against my bonds and whine into my gag.
Keywords: damsel in distress, DID, gag, high heels, legwarmers, rope bondage, tape gag, spandex
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0246 - Cuffed & Chained To The Chair - AJ Marion
12:19 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I’m just minding my own business reading my food forests book, when I’m overpowered by an assailant. Next thing I know, there are cuffs around my ankles and wrists. Chains keep my ankles attached to the legs of the folding chair. A large, black ballgag with a chin strap fills my mouth. My wrists are connected with a short clasp. I shimmy and sway in the chair. I whimper and whine through my gag. My arm restraints are changed to a small chain to secure me more to the back of the chair. I slide my arms left and right along the chair back. I strain downward, hoping to reach the my ankles and release them. The metal clanks against the chair with every movement. I bang my feet on the floor. I manage to just finger the chains, but not make any progress towards freedom. Eventually, drool begins running down my chin, dripping onto my sweater.
Keywords: ballgag, DID, denim, gag, jeans, cuffs, chains, socks, sneakers, sweater
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0245 - Dancer Daydreams - AJ Marion
10:32 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I’m having an afternoon to myself, and decide to do some stretching. I move through a variety of stretches, pointing and flexing my feet, wiggling my toes, my mind beginning to wander as I find my flow. I kneel on the carpet and reach up, then spread my knees wide as I lean forward, sliding my hands along the rug to end in a balasana. I settle in to let the muscles lengthen and my imagination loose…
I’m bound with my right leg in a frogtie. My arms are tied together in front of me and secured to the shin of my left leg. One of my purple legwarmers is used as a cleave gag to muffle my moans. I wiggle and writhe on the carpet, gradually exploring my bonds. I maneuver myself to a more upright position, lifting my leg high in the air, balancing carefully. I roll and scooch around, squeaking through my gag. I coo and sigh as I strain against my restraints. I giggle and grin and wiggle my toes; occasionally, flipping my hair up and out of my face. I pull on my arms, digging the rope deeper into my skin. I eventually end up with my face pressed into the carpet, and my ass up in the air as if presented. I stay there for a bit, swishing my leg back and forth, pondering the possibilities…
I raise my body up slowly out of the pose I was holding, remembering the lovely daydream and considering more to come…
Keywords: ass, barefoot, cleave gag, consensual, feet, gag, legwarmers, leotard, rope bondage, spandex, stirrup, tights, upskirt
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0006 - Fetish Photoshoot - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
6:13 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
Another clip where we don't do any onscreen tying, AJ starts out in delicate lingerie. Red bra and panties are accented by her thigh high fishnets, garter belt and black heels. Her legs are frogtied in a ladder tie and her arms and wrists are bound tightly together in a very artistic pattern reminiscent of shibari style ropework.
The natural light in this video makes AJ look absolutely fantastic. She rolls around (as usual) and lets us all have a good look at her beautiful body. Ogre can't help but take some natural light photos of the event. If you want to see them, just let him know!
Keywords: candid, consensual, garters, high heels, lingerie, bra/panties, ass, stockings, rope bondage, fishnets
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0244 - Gagged Gal Friday Storytime - AJ Marion
9:28 video
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0243 - Crotch Rope Ride - AJ Marion
9:04 video
Starring: AJ Marion
Tonight, I’m to be a decorative piece for the amusement of the guests. I’ve been instructed to dress in a tight, black bustier top, hip-hugging black pants, and leather thigh-high boots. A large red ballgag fills my mouth. My ankles are secured to the side walls requiring me to have a wider than normal stance. Rope encircles my thighs just below my ass, and is looped through anchor points on the side walls then tied around my wrists. It gives me an interesting marionette movement as I swivel and sway. A final length of rope is attached to points above me and threaded between my legs creating a cruel crotch rope. I shimmy and shift my weight side to side, exploring my movement in the restraints. I undulate my hips, sawing my cunt on the crotch rope. I lean back and forward, changing the pressure sensation on my sensitive areas. I moan and whimper as my predicament prolongs.
Keywords: ballgag, boots, candid, consensual, gag, high heels, hair pulling, rope bondage, spandex
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0005 - Basement Secretary - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
10:23 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
AJ is tied on top of our new display table at Ogre's World. Her knees and ankles are bound and anchored to one end of the five foot table. And her wrists are tied on the other side. She squirms and flops around, trying to get comfortable but the hard tabletop doesn't offer much relief. There is a towel there for her to kneel on but before long she is on her side, lamenting her situation already.
After a short while like this, Mr. Ogre ties her hair up and adds a crotch rope. She swings forward and back, trying to find some position to relieve her aches and pains of this tie. She fiddles with her wrist ropes while he is lifting her up. He pulls the knot out of reach and she is stuck, swinging and moaning and whining through her ballgag the whole time.
Keywords: ballgag, candid, consensual, drool, gag, gal Friday, high heels, garters, stockings, secretary
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0242 - Skyhigh Heels & Jute for the Secretary - AJ Marion & David Andrews
13:19 video
Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews
I great David as he walks over the pile of jute and selects a bundle, unfurling it. He reaches down and pulls my hands up in front of me, as if to tie them, then promptly spins me around. I laugh hysterically. David begins tying my wrists behind me. I wiggle and shimmy my knees. I wander around and stretch my arms as he leaves to get a length of rope I did not gather with the rest. I notice and look at the pile.
“Oh I guess I didn’t pick out the right pieces of rope.” I state.
Equipped with the perfect piece of jute David binds my elbows together tightly. I begin my breathing exercises and whine while David cinches down my elbows.
“Ah...that relaxed a little bit.” David comments.
“Says you.” I counter. “My elbows beg to differ.”
I whimper and whine and complain.
“Apparently, I’m going to be whiny in this scene.” I tell David.
“Yeah, that’s why I’m moving right to the gag next.” he practically interrupts.
“I can still whine…” I retort.
“I know…” David sighs and then pinches my nipple.
Next, a ring gag is strapped into my mouth. Partially restrained and my intelligibility impaired, David takes the opportunity to grab and grope me. My ankles are bound together, making it much harder to move around and balance. David gives me a final “once over” before leaving me to explore and endure my bondage
I slowly shimmy and squirm, wary of my reduced stability in the ankle tie. I continue to mewl as I carefully begin rotating myself around. David soon returns and removes the ring gag, but quickly crams a large pair of white panties into my mouth. They are then sealed in with 2” vetwrap wound tightly around my head. David helps me down onto my knees, and I make my way down onto my stomach, squeaking and groaning as I go. The last piece of rope pulls me up into a strict hogtie. I roll around on the ground while David looks on from nearby. Finally, electrical tape is layered over the vetwrap, making the gag even meaner.
Keywords: ring gag, candid, consensual, gag, gal Friday, high heels, pantyhose, rope bondage, secretary, submissive, vetwrap
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0241 - Gagged Gal Friday Storytime - AJ Marion
11:33 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 purple, bandanna cleave gag with a knot tied in the middle of it. I place the knot deep in my mouth and slide the ends under my hair and behind my head. I pull on the ends of the bandanna, tightening the cloth around my head. Once satisfied with the amount of squeeze, I tie it off. I show off the gag, opening my mouth and turning my head to each side a bit. I retrieve my book and begin reading. Eventually, I stop, remove my gag, and say good bye.
Keywords: candid, cleave gag, gag, gag talk, gal Friday, voyeur
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0004 - 8 Minute Escape - AJ Marion
9:45 video
Starring: AJ Marion
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...
AJ has asked to do a particular position for the 8 Minute Escape this time: a hairtie hogtie. Mr. Ogre hardly tells a pretty young woman no when she asks to be tied up, so they get to work. AJ has a blue tank top and stretch leggings, along with a beautiful pair of turquoise mary jane heels. Her elbows are welded together and her legs are bound at the knees and the ankles.
She rolls back and forth, even saying that her idea wasn't the best one she'd had in a while. She is definitely winded about halfway through the clip but in the end, there is only one thing that matters: does she escape? Watch and find out!
Keywords: candid, consensual, escape, high heels, jeans, rope bondage, game, denim
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0240 - Terrified Tart in Tights Tormented - AJ Marion & Ben
17:01 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Ben
My wrists are tied behind me and secured around my waist. A red bandanna cleave gag fills my mouth, and I grunt and whimper through it. Ben drags me over towards a table, and I struggle against him. He easily lifts me up and places me on top of the table. I kick my feet helplessly in the air, my shoes lost long ago. Once on the table, he unties the rope around my waist, and then tethers me to the pole at my back. I tug on the ropes and look around frightened. Ben explores my body with his hands, groping my ass, face, and breast. I watch in fear as a drill is plunked onto the table. I squeak as Ben tests out the drill, bringing it noisily to life. I squeal as the cleat is screwed into the wood and finger at the ropes behind me hoping to get something to release. The brute pulls my legs out, then turns to retrieve a piece of rope. I pull my legs up again, bringing them as close to my body as I can. He returns and roughly drags out my legs once again, and makes quick work of binding my ankles. I continue to tug on my wrist rope. My ankles bound, Ben turns his attention to my dress, pulling it up showing my control top. A tool box is brought forth. Ben tosses out several tools, a hacksaw, wrench, saw… pausing briefly to consider a pair of pliers before also chucking them away. I shriek and wail as each implement is flung aside. He finally finds what he is looking for, a box cutter.
Ben shoves the toolbox to the side and reaches up grabbing a handful of my dress. He slices the fabric apart, grips each side, and rips the top of my dress revealing my tits. Ben finishes shredding my dress, leaving me merely in a thong and pantyhose. The remnants of my dress hang from my arms. He pushes all the tools off the table, and they clatter to the floor loudly. Ben stretches my legs out once more and gets another length of rope. This time he cinches the rope just below my knees. Ben’s hands roam my body briefly before even more rope is wound around my thighs. I lean as far away from him as possible as he crams his hand between my legs. Displeased with my positioning, he grabs me harshly by the back of the neck and places me against the pole again. The brute then severely tightens the cinch on my thigh rope drawing a yelp from me.
Ben finishes removing the rest of my dress and sets it aside. The rope wrapped around the pole is untied, and I am lifted and maneuvered further down the table and onto my stomach. A length of rope is looped through my ankle rope and secured to the cleat, requiring me to point my toes. My tops of my feet press firmly into the hard wood. The heels and toes of my pantyhosed feet are filthy. My wrist rope is finally looped through a cleat above my head on the pole, pulling my arm straight up rather stringently. Ben’s hands wander over my body, lingering on my butt. The box cutter is produced from a pocket and used to pierce my pantyhose. They are then pulled apart and peeled down exposing my posterior.
Ben rubs his hands over my bare flesh, giving my butt and back and few light swats. Next, a bundle of rope is used to subject me to stinging strikes on my skin. Finally, the flat of the saw blade smacks with a slight staccato. Done amusing himself with his poor plaything for now, Ben walks away from me, and turns off the lights as he leaves. I’m left to struggle and screech in the dark.
Keywords: ass, panties, cleave gag, clothing destruction, DID, feet, gag, pantyhose, rope bondage, thong, topless, rough body play
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0239 - Dancer Damsel's Delinquent Dues - AJ Marion & Madalynn Raye
14:05 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Madalynn Raye
I went into the studio to practice for the upcoming theater production I’ve been cast in when I’m accosted by the studio owner, Madalynn Raye. She binds my elbows and wrists and leads me into one of the unused green rooms. She pushes me down on the couch and begins questioning me. I attempt to answer her inquiries, though not understanding where this behavior is coming from. She informs me that my last three payments to her have not cleared. I apologize, as I had no idea, and tell her that I’ll make sure to pay her right away. She’s not hearing any of it! She rubs her hands over my bound arms; then notifies me that more bondage is in store for me.
“But, then you won’t get paid… because I’ll be tied up.” I try to dissuade her.
“Yeah, but my heart will be full, and that’s really, all I need.” she responds with a slight smile. “Revenge.”
She grabs a couple more bundles of rope as I try and continue to apologize and explain. Clearly fed up with my excuses, she wanders over and retrieves a pink pillow gag. She crams the squishy gag into my mouth and fidgets with the strap adjusting the tightness to her preference, and my discomfort. She admires her work for a moment before sitting down and unfurling another piece of rope. I carry on attempting to explain myself and assure Madalynn that I will pay her through my gag.
“I’m sure you will. But, I just have a rage in my heart right now, and I need to satisfy it… by taking out my aggression on you.” she says almost sweetly.
I continue attempting to convince Madalynn to change her course of action, but she will not be dissuaded. She finishes tying my ankles and caresses my legs. She then shakes the final piece of rope at me.
“There’s still more.” she states flatly.
“There is more. I don’t think I need it.” I mumble.
“You don’t think so? I think you do because these legs just look so unbalanced, and we know as a dancer it’s all about balance and aesthetic, right?” she teases. “You have to look good.”
Madalynn binds my legs together just above my knees, then leaves me to check the phones. I wiggle and squirm and shimmy in my bonds. The ropes are very tight and don’t seem to be budging at all. I writhe around on the couch, rubbing my nylon clad legs together, hoping the ropes might slip down.
Madalynn returns with a single short length of rope. She helps me move to the floor on my belly, and gives me a few swats me on the ass for a job well done.
“Do you do this a lot?” I query. “Ah, not as often as you’d think, but I’ve definitely perfected my craft over the years.” she replies.
“I can tell.” I whine back.
Madalynn pulls me up into a hogite, pats me on the head, and leaves me to consider how I’m going to pay her. I roll around on the carpet, pulling and straining against my restraints. I moan and whimper and kick my feet. I wonder when she’s coming back…
Keywords: ass, bit gag, damsel in distress, DID, dancer damsel, gag, gag talk, g/g bondage, leotard, rope bondage, spandex, tights
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0003 - Suffering for the Sale - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
16:33 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
I've been working with Mr. Ogre for a couple of weeks now attempting to find the perfect location for him. We're at our third stop of the day, and I have a good feeling about it as he seems interested in some of the features. As we glance around and idly chat, he reveals that he is a fetish photographer, and explains what that means. Not wanting to loose the sale, I try not to seem shocked and let the information roll off my back.
"I guess everybody's got their thing right?" I shrug.
He continues to explain how he really needs to take some photos in the space in order to gauge if it will suit his needs. Needless to say, I'm less than thrilled about the prospect of scheduling another visit to this house which still may not result in a sale.
"You look pretty flexible. I could tie you up real quick." Mr. Ogre states rather flatly.
Unsure exactly how to respond, I merely restate what I believe I'm hearing. After a few exchanges (and perhaps some desperation on my part), I agree. Mr. Ogre runs out to his vehicle and returns with several bundles of rope and a red ballgag. He wastes little time binding my wrists and elbows together and anchoring it around my shoulders. My arms are then pinned and cinched to my slender waist. With some difficulty, I manage to seat myself on the table, and gasp as the cold surface presses against my bare thighs. A rope is then secured around my ankles and below my knees, and I am lowered to laying on the tabletop. I can't help it and small protests quickly issue forth from my mouth as Mr. Ogre lowers and slides me around. Sounds continue to escape from me as another rope is wrapped about my thighs, pressing them even tighter together. The rest of this length is then looped through my ankles and elbows pulling me up into a tight hogtie.
Mr. Ogre decides he is tired of my snarky comments and jams the ballgag into my mouth. Finally, it's time to take some pictures. I wiggle and shift around on the tabletop. On my back, my side, pushing my ass up into the air, any way I can manage to maneuver into for even a moment of comfort. Mr. Ogre seems pleased with the pictures he's previewing on the camera display. Suddenly, he declares that he's going to retrieve his checkbook and leaves! I call after him requesting to be released when I heard the door slam.
"Oh my fucking god. I can't believe I agreed to this..." I mutter around the big red ball in my mouth.
I strain against my bonds trying to loosen them. Arching and pressing up, slinking and sliding, grunting and moaning with effort.
Keywords: damsel in distress, ballgag, gag, DID, high heels, gal Friday, secretary, rope, bondage, hemp
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0238 - Barefoot Bare Legged Babe Bound - AJ Marion
9:14 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I’m bound laying on a large log. My ankles are cinched together and pulled down while my arms are pulled towards the ground and around the trunk of the tree. A length of rope between my wrists completes the circle. A cruel crotch rope is attached to a branch high above me, and a panel gag muffles my moans. I squirm and rock very carefully on the log, not wanting to accidentally roll off. I wiggle my toes and shimmy my knees. I whine to the woods in vain. Sometime later, I am moved off the log and into a standing predicament. My elbows are bound tightly behind me and hiked up to a branch above. My wrist rope is attached to a crotch rope that is embedded deep between my ass cheeks. Each tug of my arms digs the rope in a little deeper. I bend and lean and strain against my restraints.
Keywords: ass, barefoot, care legs, damsel in distress, DID, feet, gag, outdoor, rope bondage, shorts, panel gag
