Agent Smith in Bondage

Special Agent Smith

These images are screen caps of a recent bondage movie I made with a bunch of friends.  In the movie, I played a secret agent skilled at stealing information from corporate networks and IT data centers.  I was hired by the government to investigate some recent evil activity by a giant Internet company that manages much of the world’s information.

When the company’s security team discovered me snooping around their largest data center, five of them wrestled me to the ground and held me down as they forced drugs into my mouth.  I continued to struggle against my captors, but they were experts at what they did and continued to restrain me until I passed out.  When I finally fell unconscious, I was carried to a hidden room and tied to a bed conveniently located in their headquarters.  I woke up two hours later, and after hours of erotic torment and countless orgasms I simply couldn’t hold out any longer and told them everything I knew.

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And now for the back story:

I have been battling severe insomnia for nearly 10 years, and finally went to see a doctor for help.  He prescribed an amazing medication that works extremely fast, is completely safe, and adds an edge to bondage play like I never imagined.  Before you get too concerned, I use the medicine completely as directed and never more than the prescribed dose!  I have used it several times to act out kidnapping scenes, where the bondage rigger ties me up after I have fallen asleep.  Each time, I have woken up wearing one of my tight Spandex or PVC catsuits stretched out in a spread eagle and tied to a bed with the top playing with my extremely sensitive nipples and erection.  The feeling of waking up bound, helpless, and stimulated is an incredible rush of adrenaline.

When we filmed the scene where I was captured by the security team, we actually wanted it to be as real as possible.  When my friends rushed into the room where they “found me”, I really did fight against them as hard as I could.  But there were five of them, and most of them were very good wrestlers in high school and/or college.  They easily wrestled me down to the ground, and it only took three of them to hold me in an arched “Y” position where my arms were stretched out above my head and my legs were held together.  The other two were able to force the shield on my helmet open, and used the lower part of my helmet as leverage to keep my head still.  I was very surprised how easy it was for them to actually force the sleeping pill between my teeth, and keep it there until it dissolved completely under my tongue.  I continued to fight against my friends as hard as I could, but the medicine always wins.  By the time I lost consciousness, my friends only had to hold my arms and legs in a loose spread eagle; my limbs were so heavy, I could barely move them.  And then blissful sleep…

I awoke about two hours later tied to a bed, still wearing my skin tight PVC catsuit, boots, and helmet.  I’ll continue this adventure next month, when I get a chance to post some of the video we took that weekend!