14:27 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr Ogre
I dress up in a pink and black bra and panty set and sexy patterned pantyhose in preparation for playtime! I'm lounging on the couch when Mr Ogre asks me, "Do you want to get tied up today?"
"Yes! I! Do!" I reply enthusiastically.
Mr Ogre begins to bind my wrists and elbows behind me. We banter back and forth playfully. He adds a shoulder rope and jacks my elbows up. I reposition myself, and Mr Ogre immediately starts to tie my ankles. It isn't long before I'm moaning and sighing as I settle into the arm bondage. I flip my hair a few times in an effort to get it out of my face. Mr Ogre decides to "help" me with my problem by pulling my hair into a ponytail and tying it up. He cranks my head back, extending my delicate neck. He then pushes me down, folding me in half, and secures a rope in place to keep me compressed. I groan and coo as I endure my predicament.
Keywords: tights, candid, doll, sheer, lingerie, high heels, pumps
15:07 video
Starring: AJ Marion
Hello Master! I love the task you gave me of finishing your tie. I've put on some of your favorite pieces of lingerie. Satin high-waisted panties, a lacy garter belt, shiny Cecilia de Rafael pantyhose, and white backseam stockings. I unfurl a length of rope, wrap it around my waist, and begin tying an exceptionally tight, crotch rope. I caress the soft fabric and slick rope. I turn around and wave my ass back and forth, contracting my hips, sliding the rope between my legs. I then retrieve another piece of rope and sit down. A rope cuff is tied around each of my ankles.
I sit back in the chair, placing my arms through the wood and linking my hands as if I were bound. I begin describing the different things you could do to finish the tie. I suggest how to bind me and enforce specific shapes as well as ways to torment me further.
Speaking of tormenting me...I thought these nipple clamps might be a nice addition to your tie! They have a cute chain running between them that is fun to swing. I tease down the straps of my bra, exposing my pert, pink nipples. I pinch my nipples between the tongs, gasping as the pressure is applied. I rub my nipples, exciting them further, and gently tug the chain forward. With a flick of a flourish, I produce a large pair of pink panties, and quickly begin cramming them in my mouth. I tuck into my cheeks, pushing all the fabric in, leaving my lips parted by shiny satin. Next, I secure it in place with microfoam tape. I pull the tape out and wind it around my head, smoothing it down.
Nipple clamps added and gag firmly in place, I bind my ankles to the chair legs, keeping my thighs spread wide. I slip my arms through the chair slates, pressing my wrists together as if bound. I squirm around and enjoy your tie, thinking of how you might play with me.
I hope the way I completed your task pleased you!
9:01 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...
Mr. Ogre has hogtied me on the floor. I'm wearing one of my favorite casual dresses with a pair of brown maryjanes. I finger at the ropes within reach, slowly but surely unravelling the hogtie rope. I roll around, causing my dress to ride up exposing my ass. I flip back and forth, adjusting my angle as I try and reach the knots, and constantly flashing my panties. But, do I escape and avoid the threat of tickling? Watch and find out!
Keywords: escape, escaping, barelegs, ass, butt, panties, upskirt, candid, game, challenge
7:58 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I find myself bound on the bed in a hotel room. This was suppose to be the room my boyfriend was checked into, but apparently the desk clerk made a mistake! I don't remember anything that happened after I entered the room and set my luggage down. Clearly I need to get out of my predictment as I'm certain there are more unpleasant things in store for me. Not only am I tied up, but I've also been stripped down to nothing aside from my panties! I struggle and squirm, hoping to loosen the ropes and gain my freedom. I flip back and forth, rolling around on the bed, attempting to reach any of the knots holding me. After a short while, my captor returns and adds more rope to my body, further restricting my movement. I continue to finger the fibers to no avail. I strain and pull against my restratints, grunting with my efforts.
Keywords: topless, bondage, rope, ass, butt, barefoot, barefeet
13:11 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 series! A series in which your favorite gal Friday reads aloud while wearing a variety of gags!
It's time to work on my diction! I hold up a large fuschia bandana in front of my face commenting on it's size. I then proceed to cram it into my mouth, tucking it into my cheeks. I secure it in place with microfoam tape that I wrap around my head. I find my place and begin reading aloud from The Deep Blue Good-By. After some time, I close the book and remove the tape from my face. I slowly pull the bandana out of my mouth like a magician doing a trick. It is SOAKED in spit. See you next time for Gagged Gal Friday Storytime.
Keywords: microfoam tape gag, gag talk, shiny blouse, secretary, self gagging
17:22 video
It's studio time for this dancer damsel! I make some high demands of my body, and I want to be able to continue to do so! That means time in the studio for stretching and exercise. I know how much you enjoy watching me and hearing my sounds; so I've set up the camera in what I hope will be some pleasing angles for you. Send me a note and let me know what you think!
Keywords: leotard, barefoot, tights, stirrup tights, ass, butt, feet, foot, excercise, stretching, spandex
22:11 video
It's important for a good gal Friday to be both acquiring new skills as well as honing and maintaining the ones they have. It's time for my typying practice! I don my pink leather cuffs and collar. I'm wearing my ankle cuffs with the heel strap, ensuring that I don't kick my heels off under my desk. I fill my mouth with a black ballgag, and strap it tightly in place. Then, I commence my typing. Click clack clickety clack. The keyboard strokes resound loudly, while the deeper clank of metal D rings hitting the desk intermittently interrupts.
After 10 or so minutes, I ask, "How much longer do I have to wear this?"
The sides of the straps continue to cut into the corners of my mouth, and my jaw begins to ache. As the discomfort gradually builds, I notice my speed and accuracy decreasing and redouble my efforts to focus on my typing. Drool occasionally dribbles down my chin, dripping in long strings. Eventually, I bring the practice session to a close. I gently pull the gag from my mouth, cooing with relief.
Keywords: galfriday, secretary, high heels, pantyhose, leather cuffs, ankle cuffs, wrist cuffs, pet, doll, gag, ballgag, drool, drooling, candid, consensual, fetish, submissive
18:32 video
I've been eyeing Ser Ursa for a while now. They're just soooo stuck up and pretentious, and that really gets me going. I ambush them one day after work, and bring them to my studio. Their wrists are bound behind them, and they're hobbled at the knee. I sit them down on the wooden chair, and secure them to it.
"I think it's time to take your words away." I inform them just before cramming a bright red ballgag in their mouth.
I taunt them for a bit amusing myself. Next, I bind their ankles to the chair legs, pulling their knees wide, exposing their lovely lace panties. It's important to elicit a vulnerable feeling when conditioning a new toy. I sling a pantyhose covered leg over Ursa's waist, straddling them. My fingers work their way deftly down their blouse as I unbutton it. Pulling the fabric open and down, I take in all that gorgeous creamy skin.
My plaything exposed, vulnerable, and helpless, I leave them there to simmer for a bit before the next stage of my seduction.
Keywords: damsel in distress, gag, ballgag, stockings, thigh highs, ballet flats, shiny, blouse, gal friday, secretary, topless, bare breasts, pantyhose, cdr, high heels, rope, bondage, upskirt
19:49 video
This pervy pet is here to please with an up close and personal viewing of a pink pedicure! I know you like me to keep myself pretty from the top of my head down to my peds. I hope you enjoy watching this pretty pink pet preen for you.
Keywords: foot, feet, barefoot, upskrit, toes, polish, collar, devoted doll, submissive
0:40 video
Just want to send out a HUGE thank you to all my members! I appreciate you so very much, and look forward to continuing to be your pervy pet!
12:29 video
I love extended gagwear and adore the headspace it can evoke. This is the next video in the Gagged Gal Friday series! A series in which your favorite gal Friday reads aloud while wearing a variety of gags!
It's time to work on my diction! I gag myself with a bright red ballgag and begin reading aloud from The Deep Blue Good-By. It isn't long before I'm a foaming, drooling mess.
Keywords: gal Friday, drool, gag talk, strap gag, secretary, sheer, candid
11:43 video
A progressive consensual bondage playtime with Mr Andrews and some jute that leaves me whimpering for release by the end.
Keywords: shiny, blouse, gal friday, secretary, pantyhose, control top, microfoam tape gag, high heels, shorts, sling back, candid, fetish
8:55 video
A progressive consensual bondage playtime in bright turquoise lingerie! I prance around and lean into my bindings exploring my movement. I whine and whimper and sigh as my predicament continues.
Keywords: rope, strappado, high heels, stockings, garters, suspenders, backseams, head harness gag, candid, muzzle gag
11:45 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Raven Eve
Raven Eve is furious that I've been cast in all the parts she used to get. Another audition is coming up, and she's decided to ensure the outcome. I'm roughly bound and gagged and left to struggle while she attends the audition.
Keywords: ballgag, DID, dancer damsel, gag, g/g bondage, hair pulling, leotard, rope bondage, spandex, tights
18:14 video
“Hello there.” I greet Mr. Andrews. My elbows and wrists already bound behind me. I eyeball the large pair of satin panties in his hand. In my mouth they go! I mumble and mouth the fabric. Several wraps of microfoam tape secure the stuffing in place.
“Do you feel properly gagged now?” David asks me. “That's what you deserve, right? A proper gag.”
I nod in coo in the affirmative. Mr. Andrews inspects my gag, a hand around my neck. Then that hand drops and barely tweaks my nipple, evoking squeals and squirms from me. He unbuttons my blouse exposing my pert breasts. I watch David as he gathers a few things.
As he begins to tie me, I make a face and groan.
“What? I'm going to do something uncomfortable to you.” David informs me.
I giggle with glee and hop in place pleased. David sits on the fireplace and unfurls a bundle of rope. I notice the tail of rope hanging in front of me. I step-dance around away from David, humming. He quickly reaches over and grabs the rope, pulling me back to him. My waist leash is then anchored under a heavy boot, and I playfully whine.
A length of rope is tied above my knees, cinching them tightly together. The remainder at my waist is then passed between my knees and connected to arms. I wander and walk around in my hobbled state; My heels clicking on the hardwood floor.
David cuts a couple pieces of twine, pinches one of my nipples, and begins tying. I squeal and wail throughout the process. Squeaking and stamping my foot; then immediately distracted by how bouncy the twine hanging from my nipples is. The twine is then also passed between my knees and attached to my arms. This requires me to stay bent forward or pull on my sensitive nipples. I baby step around the room, bending and cooing in my predicament. Eventually, Mr. Andrews returns and alleviates me of my nipple torment...or so I thought. He binds my ankles and reattaches the twine to them. My skirt is lifted, exposing my pantyhose covered legs and ass further. A few swats to my butt, and Mr. Andrews leaves me once again. I stand there, balancing in place for a bit before managing to sit down. Displeased that I have relieved myself of my nipple torment, David returns to readjust. I sigh and whine. I have so little movement left to me unless I want to tug painfully on my nipples. Finally, Mr. Andrews returns to release me. He clips the twine, and I am able to sit up once more. I groan with relief. However, the twine around my right nipple does not want to come off. I yowl and blubber as David removes it. He pets me as I lay my head on his lap.
“Okay. Now you got to stay tied up for the whole pizza cooking.” I whimper in response. “It's only like 20 more minutes. You're good.”
Other Keywords: legwarmers, nylons
15:10 video
It's studio time for this dancer damsel! I make some high demands of my body, and I want to be able to continue to do so! That means time in the studio for stretching and exercise. I know how much you enjoy watching me and hearing my sounds; so I've set up the camera in what I hope will be some pleasing angles for you. Send me a note and let me know what you think!
I'm wearing reinforced heel black footless tights, a teal leotard, and tie front knit sweater. I jog around the space as I listen to music. A few full body breaths and on to neck stretches and rolls. It's important to warm up the joints, and I roll my shoulders individually forward and back. Next up are all kinds of hip rolls and bumps, around, individually. I have a moment of playful spontaneous dancing as the music inspires me.
Working my way down my body, I roll my ankles both directions, arching up high and pressing my toes into the floor. I warm up my feet further, flexing up and over my toes, curling them tightly. Time to work on my strength and balance with some relevés, and end with a lift and hold.
This tushy takes determination in the way of squats and lunges, and you get a backseat view to the action. Holds and bounces. I breath through the exercise and jiggle my thighs and butt cheeks. I move towards the ballet bar in case I need assistance with my balance. I bring my foot up and grab it behind me, stretching my quadriceps. A few more deep breaths, then a side, flat back, ankle reach, center, and roll up.
22:25 video
I'm flowing through a series of standing stretches in my purple thong leotard and legwarmers. Eventually, I transition to the floor and continue. Butterfly, side straddle, and then some dynamic core exercises. Suddenly, there is a XXXX on the door.
“That's weird.” I state as I stand.
I open the door to receive my visitor just as a man comes barreling into me. He wrestles me around, my legs flailing into the air. I grab and claw at him, but eventually his large hands encircle my delicate neck. With a burst of strength, I am lifted into the air and thrown roughly onto the couch. He swivels me around, wrapping an arm around my neck, and XXXXs me unconscious.
I awake dXXXXd on a glass table. My wrists are bound behind me, and my ankles are tied off to the table legs. I strain against the ropes. Pressing my torso against the cold glass, lifting my feet off the floor as I struggle. My ass is on quite the display as I wiggle and squirm. I grunt loudly with my efforts. A door slams, and the man who attacked me enters and tosses something on the table.
“What's that for?” I ask.
The man grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head up as he takes a photo on his cell phone. He picks up the gag and tries to push the ball into my mouth. I press my lips tightly together, refusing him. The air rings with a resounding smack and I yelp in response when he slaps my exposed butt cheek. My mouth wide and available, he seizes the moment to shove the ball between my teeth, and buckles it in place. I whine and squeal as he fondles my chest and pushes me onto the tabletop. A thigh presses firmly against my ass, pinning my pelvis in place. Then, a length of rope is attached to my wrists, and my arms are pulled perpendicular to the table.
My hands now secured out of the way and my legs tied open, I find myself rather exposed and vulnerable. The boorish brute capitalizes on my predicament and administers several swats. He releases the knot of the strappado rope, but maintains control of it. Toying with me further, giving slack to my arms only to wrench them up again. I wiggle and writhe, groaning through my gag. Next he climbs under the table and sXXXXs a few photos through the glass. A couple of scoots and he slides between my legs. From this position, he easily reaches up and begins slapping my butt cheeks. Soon, he stands, and I am given a small reprieve.
This is only to set up his next amusement however. A phone is placed beneath my face and set to record. Then, the assault on my ass continues. Fast. Slow. Hard. Stingy. My torment goes on and on. Until suddenly, the man unbuckles my gag. I spit the ball out as the spanking commences once again. My yelps are now unmuffled and coming with every stroke. Eventually, he unties me and slings me over a shoulder, carrying me kicking to the bedroom...
12:18 video
I love extended gagwear and adore the headspace it can evoke. This is the next video in the Gagged Gal Friday series! A series in which your favorite gal Friday reads aloud while wearing a variety of gags!
It's time to work on my diction! I gag myself with my new thin spider gag and begin reading aloud from The Deep Blue Good-By. It's exceptionally challenging to maneuver my tongue around the metal ring spreading my mouth. Just like with the ballgag, my jaw begins to ache slightly, but that's nothing compared to sensation of the straps cutting into the sides of my stretched lips. As I continue to read, streams of drool slide down my chin dripping onto my chest. I find myself having to decided “do I drool on my chest, my lap, or my blouse?” Strings of drool continue to drip off my chin as I read. Eventually, I replace the bookmark, and release the strap holding the gag in place. I slowly remove the metal from my mouth and swallow any extra saliva that hasn't slipped south. I sigh with relief.
11:24 video
Dancer damsel gagged, bound, and left to struggle.
Keywords: leotard, tights, barefoot, toe tied, DID, damsel in distress, rope, bondage, ballgag
10:55 video
Consensual bondage bunny dancer playtime!
Keywords: microfoam tape, gag, fetish, leotard, tights, barefoot, spandex
13:20 video
I walk Lizz into the room, our stiletto heels clicking on the hardwood floor, and sit her down on the shiny sofa. I sling a leg over her lap and straddle her as I grab a pair of satin panties for her mouth. She attempts to resist me, pressing her lips forcefully together. I grin while pinching her nose, waiting patiently for her need to breathe to overtake her. Once I slip a little of the cloth into her mouth, it's only a touch more work to cram the rest in.
Her mouth nicely filled, I pick up a roll of silver tape to finish the job and seal it in. Lizz bucks, trying to throw me off, but I balance long enough for David to grab a hold of her legs. I wrap the tape around Lizz's head and smooth it down. She bucks again, and I wrap myself around her and slide down her body, maintaining control. I clutch her legs to my chest as she continues to struggle. Eventually, David enters and binds her ankles. She grunts through her gag as David grabs and gropes her roughly.
Left alone and unattended, Lizz stands and hops over to the window. She pushes the curtain aside only to discover it blocked off. She returns to the couch, annoyed and flops down. She strains against her bonds and tries to untie her ankles, but just can't seem to free the knot.
“Aww, hello! Look at you, you made it to the floor!” I exclaim as I saunter over to the sofa. “You're very pretty on the floor.”
Lizz responds by giving us the finger, and sits up as David and I discuss how to further inhibit her mobility. We XXXX her back to the floor, and I begin to maneuver her into a position for a hogtie, when David pulls my arms behind me. He grips my wrists in one hand and cinches the rope into place. Lizz rolls around on the floor, her ass completely exposed. David lashes my elbows together, then drops me onto the cushions. Pulling me upright, he takes the opportunity to shove a large pair of panties into my mouth while I'm disoriented. He packs them into my cheeks and seals them in with the same tape I just used on Lizz. I scooch away as he retrieves another bundle of rope. I struggle and strain, grunting through my gag with my efforts. David finishes tying my ankles and leaves us. Completely fed up with the situation, Lizz pushes her pumps back onto her feet, and begins sliding across the floor, determined to escape.
10:42 video
Starring: AJ Marion
I was visiting my friend Specific Kink, and he let me try on some of his gear! I put on a large posture collar, and playfully tug on the ring. Next, I begin clasping leather straps around my legs starting with my ankles. The restrictive collar makes keeping my eyes on my task rather challenging. I shift positions, leaning over, arching back, and lifting my legs in the air. I sigh, blowing deliberately with relief.
I cinch another strap just above my knees.
“Other straps that are falling down.” I tell you as I reach into my sheer blouse.
I lift my skirt, exposing my thighs even more, and buckle the next strap in place. I try to look at what I'm doing, but the angle combined with the posture collar makes that nearly impossible. I take quick glances, my head bobbing up and down, as I secure the last leg strap.
I gently test my restraints, and caress my nylon covered legs. After a moment, I move my hair from my face and pick up a red ballgag. I place the ball between my teeth and pull the straps tight against my face. I coo and sigh as I free my hair. I show off my gag and reach for a luxurious leather armbinder, stroking the soft material.
Balancing in my peeptoe heels, I bend and flex, exploring this added impediment. I teeter in my stilettos, spinning and hopping around, stretching and straining, squeaking and chirping with my efforts. Eventually sitting down, I continue to wriggle and roam on the cushions, causing one of my straps to slide.
I find myself in my final position, hogtied on the sofa. I whimper and moan through my gag, a long trail of drool dripping from my lip. I manage to roll partially onto my side, but it barely provides any reprieve from the restraints. I whine and moan, exhausted, uncomfortable, helpless.
Keywords: armbinder, ballgag, candid, collar, consensual, drool, gag, gal Friday, gusset, high heels, leather straps, pantyhose, secretary, sheer, submissive, upskirt
14:56 video
I await Mr Andrews, seated on the fireplace, strumming my fingers along the stone. He enters, silently picking up my collar, and lifts me to standing with a hand around my throat. His hand is immediately replaced by the collar, and I move my hair aside as he does the clasp. My arms are placed behind me, and pink cuffs are secured around my wrists with only a single metal link measuring the allowed distance between them. I wiggle and strut, casually testing the beginnings of my bonds. I lift my eyebrows excitedly and open my mouth wide for the bit gag Mr Andrews holds. I bite down as it is buckled into place.
Sufficiently gagged and partially bound, Mr Andrews takes a moment to grab and grope me. Pinching my nipples through my sheer blouse and bra, he evokes grunts and whimpers. A hand encircling my neck guides my body to the side and my skirt is lifted up to my waist, exposing my panties and nylon covered ass. Presented as I am, I receive several full handed swats.
Next, Mr Andrews sits down on the fireplace, legs spread wide and taps his thigh. I step between his legs and raise my foot, briefly balancing on one leg. I place my foot on his thigh, careful not to dig my high heel into him as he fastens an ankle cuff and heel strap. I coo and breathe intentionally as I work to balance myself. Without thinking, I remove my foot it's perch as he finishes the buckle.
“Nobody said anything about taking it down, did they?” he reproaches me while catching my leg and replacing it.
“No...” I sadly sigh.
“You put it up there because I asked, right?” Mr Andrews questions me.
“Yes...” I respond as he smacks my inner thigh.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk...”
The matching ankle cuff is put on, and I make certain not to make the same mistake.
Mr Andrews moves over to the couch and seats himself just behind me.
“Nobody said anything about turning, did they? Spread them.” He instructs me as his hands push my thighs apart. “I want you to relish for a moment before I take it away from you.” He continues to manipulate me as he wishes.
“Remember, a good portion of your function, is to be visually appealing, right?” Mr Andrews nonchalantly questions me.
He locks my ankles together in a similar fashion to my wrists, unbuttons my blouse, and continues to explore my body with his hands. Next, a short leash is clipped to my collar.
“Just in case, you know, you need to be taken for a walk.” Mr Andrews tells me. I giggle in reply. “Exercised properly.”
He leads me around the room, having me make tight turns. My stilettos click and clack loudly on the hardwood floor as I rush to keep up. He leaves to get a drink of water for himself and informs me that I need to stay standing. I walk and wander and stretch and stroke, attempting to be a pleasing sight. I twirl and spin to entertain myself.
Eventually, Mr Andrews returns. He tosses a small carpet on the ground, and pushes me down on my knees. Folded into a ball with the leash underfoot keeps my face close to his dress shoe as I serve as a foot stool for him. I lay my face on against his foot, and let out several relaxing sighs.
13:50 video
It's chore time for this pet! And I know how much you enjoy watching me complete the tasks you've given me, so I tried to give you a pleasing view. Since I'm scrubbing the studio floor, I decided to put on some reinforced heel open foot tights and a purple cotton short sleeve leotard.
I carry my bucket and rags to the corner and squeeze the water from the cloth. I crawl around on my hands and knees, scrubbing the baseboards and floor. My ass and feet on display for your viewing pleasure. I move around the room, polishing the wood. Pointing my toes, curling them under, reaching, flexing. Exerting myself slightly with my efforts. Sometimes rocking into long strokes. Other times employing quick short ones. I've nearly completed this section, and after moving a few things around, I maneuver onto my stomach and under the heavy bag. It's a rather cramped space, and I grunt and groan as I work. I slide myself free and onto all fours to finish my buffing.