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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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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
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0237 - Pink Pet in the Corner - AJ Marion & David Andrews
11:47 video
Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews
This pink pet is hoping to make you purr! I’m wearing a bright pink bra, pantie, and garter set, a pair of latte backseam stockings, and bright pink 6” sandals. I sigh and breath purposefully as I walk in my stilettos a little unsteady.
“What you’re experiencing now is called ‘torture standing.’” David states.
I laugh. “Oh my god. The sides of legs are screaming at me. Not the upper...it’s not my shins, and it’s not my calves. It’s the side. Yeah.” I explain to David as he massages my leg a little with one hand.
“Oh there’s more.” I realize as I hear the jingling of metal. David wraps the white leather strap around my elbows, cinching it tightly.
“Oh that’s just brutal is what that is. You’re welcome.” he tells me.
“Thank you?” I reply.
He turns me around and checks the distance between my elbows. Lots of audible, intentional breathing. I prepare myself for a large pair of white satin panties to be crammed into my mouth. David makes sure to push the panties into my cheeks. Then, white vetwrap is wound around my head, locking my lips in a permanent O position. I whine and sigh.
David grabs me by the throat and maneuvers me around, inspecting me. He seats me in a nearby chair. I groan loudly with relief after standing in the torturous heels. David returns with another leather strap.
“Okay. Let’s get your legs all nice and tightly strapped. And then, you can sit there and suffer in the chair for my amusement.”
“Mmmhmm.” I coo back.
I whimper as I begin to wriggle around in my bondage. I mewl and strain and stretch, suffering for the onlooker’s pleasure. I sling my legs up over the chair arm, showing a long line of body. Eventually, I make my way down to the floor on my knees, presenting my posterior. I wiggle my ass and lift my feet in the air. I shimmy around on my knees, turning around once again. Finally, I knee crawl my way over to you, settling between your legs to languish.
Keywords: pink pet, lingerie, high heels, pantyhose, tights, stockings, garters, suspenders, vetwrap, wrap around gag, submissive, bdsm, leather straps
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0002 - Escape Attempt Foiled - AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
6:43 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Mr. Ogre
The little thing never knew what hit her. Walking from her work in that little black dress, those super high fuck me pumps just had my attention from the door halfway to her car. I couldn't help myself so I grabbed her. In the blink of an eye I had her in the car, in the trunk, ready to go.
After I got her back to my hideout, I tied her into a hair and bound her elbows tight behind her back. Her legs were bound, ankle and knee, and she had no way to even call for help. The giant ballgag saw to that.
She somehow got herself free from the chair, how I'll never know. She hopped to the door and that's when I caught the little bitch. I dragged her back into the room and made her get on the ground. I bound her up into a hogtie and left her to whine. Before the video runs out though, she manages to get a shoe free and you can see her pantyhosed foot!
Keywords: damsel in distress, pantyhose, rope, high heels, hogtie, non-nude, gag, ballgag, bondage
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0236 - AJ & Roxxy Bondage Hangout - AJ Marion & Roxxy
25:30 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Roxxy
“Roxxy!” I exclaim.
“AJ.” she responds, “hey girl...”
“We’re going to tie you up!” I tell her. She claps and cheers. “I don’t know how we’re going to tie you up yet.” I state as I begin to unfurl a length of rope.
“I love it when she says that to me.” Roxxy informs.
“It is a Monday. Sounds like a nice way to start your fucking weeeeeeek.” I step behind Roxxy and drag a piece of rope under her breasts. “Jiggly boobies!”
I tie a chest harness while we chat back and forth.
“I LOVE tying BOOBIES.” I proclaim.
I use the extra rope from the chest harness to give Roxxy a crotch rope, and then step back and observe my work. Roxxy turns and poses. Spinning around, hand on hip, striking various poses, feeling herself. I walk over and begin to unfurl another bundle of rope.
“Don’t let her fool you. She is not… I’m the good one that follows fucking directions. You are not.” I inform the listener. Roxxy chuckles at my words.
“I was waiting for you to call me out. I’m trying to be so good right now, and she’s going to expose me in a second.” Roxxy smiles back.
I sit in the chair behind Roxxy and wrap rope around her upper thighs just under her buttocks. Once cinched down, I take a step away to survey my rigging.
“Do a little twirl for me.” I instruct Roxxy, and she complies cutely.
“Let’s see; what else do you need?” I question as I retrieve another coil of rope.
We discuss possibilities of the next appendage to restrain.
“Head, shoulders, knees, and hoes.” Roxxy sings.
“Alright, hoe. Sit down please.” I ask her.
Roxxy stumbles backwards, seating herself gracefully. I kneel next to her.
“But I’m being so nice and letting you sit down while I hobble you. And then in a minute, I’m going to tell you to stand up.” I continue binding Roxxy’s legs just above her knees. I crawl around on the floor repositioning myself. Roxxy gets the giggles. I use the rest of the rope to also secure her ankles together. Roxxy shimmies her tits in her blouse.
“I feel like this button is not useful.” she comments while gesturing to her top button.
I reach up, undo the button, and push her blouse apart, “It’s not that it’s not useful, but it’s not necessary!”
Roxxy continues to shimmy her breasts. “Yeeeees… boobies!” I exclaim excitedly.
She scooches around a bit then sits back down. I ponder what I will bind next as I watch her. I lean down and pick up the length of rope I had previously laid aside.
“Not my hands!” Roxxy pleads.
“Well, what should I tie instead then?” I counter.
“I guess my hands then..” she sighs back defeated.
“How about this? I’ll be real nice, and I’ll tie them in front of you.”
“I feel like that’s a good compromise because at least then I can see when I’m trying.” she smiles up at me.
“Mhm.” I grin down at her.
I begin tying Roxxy’s wrists together in front of her. We chat casually about the rope.
“I like how pretty it is against me.” Roxxy confesses with a husky voice.
“It does have a really nice contrast, doesn’t it?” I ask. “So, they’re tied in front of you.” I inform Roxxy as I walk around, pulling her hands up and over her head to be lashed to the chair back behind her. Then, I crouch down in front of her and tighten her crotch rope. I then leave Roxxy to explore her bonds and movement. She comments on her situation, and I respond in kind.
“Well, I guess I need to take some of that away then.” I tell her as I walk over to grab another piece of rope. I pick up the remaining two bundles of rope and wave them at her.
“Alright, so we have a long piece of rope and a short piece of rope; which one do you want? Choose.”
She mumbles apprehensively.
“I mean, pick your poison.” I grin at her.
“Short?” she practically squeaks.
“Which goblet do you want to drink out of?” I gesture with the ropes. “They’re both poisoned, but…” I giggle as I toss the long rope bundle back on the table and uncoil the short one.
I survey the state of the ropes on Roxxy’s body and deliberate how to use this next piece. I twirl the rope absently as I mull over my options. Eventually, I squat down in front of her once more and attach my rope to the middle of her chest harness. I then loop it through her knee rope and pull.
“You don’t have any more in you? You don’t have anymore forward?” I question as I continue to tug on the rope. “Oh, you’ve got knees up though. Yeah, give me those tip toes. I like that.”
“That seems shitty. Let’s do that. Seems like it sucks a little bit.” I comment.
“It does.” Roxxy admits. I burst into raucous laughter.
“YES!” I give a fist pump.
“But my need for approval…” Roxxy laments. I throw my head back, laughing even harder.
“My need to do a good job. Oh…” I sigh at her mockingly. “I, I empathize. I do. Especially because I’m not sure where I’m going to tie this off.” I lock off the rope at her knees.
“Now! What are we gonna do with this?!” I query Roxxy feverishly as I hold up the rope remainder.
“The more excited you get; the more scared I get.” Roxxy giggles nervously.
“That is a correct response to have.” I sit on the floor, stretching out my legs, and lounging back as I view Roxxy’s predicament.
I thread the remainder of the rope under the chair seat, and secure it at her knees.
“Go ahead. Wiggle around.” I instruct her.
She whines about her arms, and we gab about the situation she finds herself in. I tease and mock her. I threaten her with the final piece of rope, but eventually leave her to enjoy and explore her predicament.
Keywords: rope bondage, consensual, candid, bare legs, pantyhose, sheer blouse, secretary, gal friday, high heels
