Bound and Gagged
It was decided that Petra was going to be tied in a new position (for her) this last week, so she was instructed to get ready for her session by wearing her white bra corselette over a pair of her Aristoc black pantihose, Pleasers Maid High Heels, a cream satin blouse and black over the knee skirt.
Once dressed she was to put one her red spandex hood with the mouth hole, no eye holes and zip it up so it was a snug fit. She felt her way from the bathroom to the Studio and once there, stood awaiting her Master's commands.
As she stood there, she could just see through the spandex hood as saw her Master approach. She felt his hands on her breasts as he groped her firm 40D breasts through her bra and blouse and then he wrapped some rope around her body, above and below her breasts, tightening the rope so her breasts were wrapped firmly and seperated by the ropes, her nipples hardening and pushing against her bra and blouse.
He walked her forward then said "Kneel" she was instructed.
She knelt though he had to help her down so she did not fall and hit anything that was already set up for her.
The ropes around her breasts were pulled back against something hard and heavy and she was tied to this in such a fashion her breasts her lifted up and she had to shuffle her bottom backwards. Her hands where then locked into steel magnetic cuffs fastened to a steel bar, which itself was then lifted over her head and fastened to something behind her.
Her ankles where likewise bound with loops of bondage rope and the rope pulled under her bottom and fastened to the heavy object she was sat up against. As each extra item was fastened off, she felt more and more powerless and also excited.
The next item added was a ball gag, pushed into the hood's mouth hole and fastened off behind her head and belted tightly. Her body betrayed her by weeping into her pantie liner. The next thing she felt and heard was a padlock being fastened to the buckle holding the ball gag in her mouth, she felt a trickle more seep into her pantie liner. Finally a blindfold was placed over the hood covering her eyes and it was fastened to the frame of whatever she was fastened to, buckled tightly and another padlock went in place, locking it there until the keys were used. Yet another reaction and more seeped into her panty liner.
"Try to get free" her Master commanded, somewhat muffled through the hood and belts. Whilst she tried her best, she could hear the camera shutter being released throughout her session, but to no avail, her bounds remained secure. Finally he said enough.
And there she was left in silence whilst her Master went and did whatever he did with the photos he always took of these sessions.
18 Hour Girdle?
I don't know about you, but I've always wondered about the claims from the girdle firms about 18 hour girdles and the like. So, having had a few days off this last week, I thought I'd give it a trial.
The Rules: I must wear the same satin panties and 18-hour firm control Girdle for the duration. When using the Toilet, I must "go" as a female would, so seat down at all times and wear a gag during use. During the day I must wear my Wolford opaque tights and gold high heel court shoes at all times (unless a visitor comes). I may have no more than one 15 minute shower in any 24 hours, again, wear a gag until back in my lingerie. I must tie myself up at least twice a day, BUT not "cum", erections are acceptable, but no release until the end of the trial. My outfit should be satin or sheer blouse, tight miniskirt early evening, long flowing skirt for relaxing evenings, if wished, otherwise stay in miniskirt. Bedtime bra and panties/girdle to remain on, with satin nightdress.
Starting off Monday night, I got changed about 5pm into my satin panties, with liner, added my 18-hour girdle, then a pair of padded panties and my Walford's mocha opaque tights, very sexy and wonderful to the touch! My black and green padded bra camisole and thong completed my underwear.
My breast forms went in and moulded to my body and soon warmed up to body temp, in the padded bra of the camisole they felt absolutely astounding as they were so firm when I brushed them with my upper arms or rested against a wall or door frame as they felt so real and the sensations just travelled so well into my body.
Twas the Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, yep, Christmas Eve! Petra decided to call it a night, she had been busy at work right up to Christmas Eve and had received no thanks for her working late this evening and she was tired, yet there was still work to be done before she could call it a day and retire to her lonely bed.
She left work and managed to walk home though the cold winter air, snow and ice on the ground as the temperature was still below freezing, the wind blowing up her short black pleated skirt and cutting though her sheer white blouse that was her shop uniform, her black opaque Walford tights being the only thing between her legs and the wind chill that made it feel a lot colder than it already was. Her Ugg boots allowed her to walk with confidence, even on the untreated areas and wrapping her coat around her upper body she made good time and got home before frostbite set in!
Letting herself in to her apartment she turned the heating up a few degrees and removing her boots and coat padded around her apartment in her nylon clad feet. She checked her messages, only the usual junk calls and her emails were all spam, as normal and of course there was nothing in the mailbox in the lobby.
Having just heard about the "Tied Up Tuesday" celebration I did a little exploring on the internet and found, among other images, this on of a beautiful bound lady in corset, heels and straps and thought, I wonder.....
Took a little experimenting but here's what I ended up doing, I hope my description pleases you as much as my attempts did me!
Suspended - A True Tale
When I got home last night, I was told to get changed into my black pvc mini-skirt, black tights and purple satin blouse. I was also given my silver stilettoes to wear.
I wondered what I was going to be told to do, perhaps I was going to be taken out for a meal, instead of cooking it, but no, that's not my luck!
Once changed I was told to stand still, open wide and close my eyes. A drooler ball gag was placed in my mouth and fastened off behind my ponytail, well, underneath it really and a scarf or something was tied around my eyes, covering my ears too, so I couldn't hear much either. Next I was lead out onto the landing where my hands where tied, in front of me for a change, then pulled up above my head so I couldn't lower them or reach the gag or scarf and made to stand there a while.