What You Are In For

Recently, someone posted a comment on how he has been living vicariously through me and the many bondage adventures that I share with you guys.  While I’m honored that some of you guys think that way, there is something you need to know about this kinky hobby that might change your mind (if you at all have the same kinky mind as bevalaca), if you are thinking about letting guys tie you up in skin tight body suits.

Kinky secret: All you do is wait around.

Let me explain…

I’ve tried to tell you guys before that being a part-time bondage model is hard work.  And it is.  It really is!  Just put yourself in a situation like this, and I am certain any rational person would agree.  But I must be doing a horrible job of explaining this to you, because I keep getting emails, comments, and tweets explaining how one picture or another they found of me tied up reminds them of a bondage fantasy they have always had.

I usually try to respond to every email I get like this, explaining that each picture you see on here takes several hours of prep time to set up.  Whether it’s making sure my suit fits tight enough, making sure everything is color coordinated, or just taking breaks for lunch, I spend most of my time during a bondage shoot just sitting around or laying down.

Look at these pictures, for example.  Look simple enough, right?  Wrong!  Just to set the proper mood for these three bondage picture alone took over 18 hours of me laying around as my friend made sure I was in the right state of mind to pull off this pose.  Granted, my friend made sure I was comfortable at all times and always went out of his way to make sure I never got bored.  Things like massaging my entire body through my skin tight body suit for hours at a time when I was chained to his bed, just to make sure my crotch and nipples were nice and tender for this scene.  Or when he spent another few hours rubbing oil all over my body after he won the final bondage challenge and had me chained down nude (sorry, those pics to remain private).  While he was having all that fun, all I could do was just wait around for the next thing to happen to my bound body…

Here’s another fine example of what I’m talking about.  Sure, this picture might look hot.  But what you probably wouldn’t expect is that it took us almost two hours to get this shot.  First my friend had to help me pull my suit on and polish it up (which he is always very thorough at!), and then we had to get the head phones, blindfold, and helmet all working together.  Once all that was sorted out, he helped me lay down and then he had to stretch me out and secure each of my limbs to the corners of the bed.  It took a few tries to get me stretched out tight, but eventually my friend was able to get me tied down securely.  Once I was tied down, my part was basically done in all of this.  Being tied down so tight, all I could do was lay there as my friend wrapped more rope around my body and through my crotch.  I could just as easily adjusted my own erection out of the way of the tight crotch ropes he was tying on me, but my friend eventually got things situated by doing it himself.  Yeah, I did fight against the wrist and ankle restraints anchoring me down to his bed for a while.  So that did probably slow things down.  But in my defense, I still think the powerful vibrator he used to make me hard so he could adjust my crotch easier was a bit over kill…

By the time he was done tying this rope harness to the bed, I literally couldn’t move my torso, which left me completely exposed and vulnerable.  And just like every other time I’ve been tied up, all I could do was just lay there as my friend kept massaging my erection, playing with my nipples, and rubbing his hands up and down my entire body just to get the shot he wanted.  And if that wasn’t enough, who do you think had to clean up the inside of this catsuit after he was done taking photographs of this scene and then tied his powerful vibrator over my crotch just to see what would happen to me.  Of course he kept turning it off and on while rubbing his fingernails over my nipples again, and made me lay down in this bondage position for another thirty minutes before satisfying his own curiosity and finally made me climax.  Total waiting around in bondage time?  Almost three hours…

And then there is this classic example of what I mean.  Just take a look at these pictures, and let me know how long you think I was strapped down like this?  Go ahead, I’ll wait…  Back?  OK.  This entire scene took about three hours to set up and photograph.  Once I got suited up, not only did I have to help move bondage furniture around, I also had to help set up the lighting and find all of their leather bondage gear they brought down for the shoot.  This was one of the first times I worked on a professional-quality shoot like this, so it was kind of exciting.  But still, once the leather hood was laced on it was back to the same routine of me waiting around as I was fitted with heavy ankle and wrist restraints, locked to a rack, stretched out to my physical limits, and then finally covered head to toe with dozens of thick and inescapable leather straps.

By the time each strap was adjusted and we were ready to take the pics we wanted, I had already been waiting around like this for over two hours.  The kicker came after the guys finished up with all of the pics and started to prep for my next scene.  You would have thought they would have let me out of these straps, right?  Nope?  Instead they cranked the winch another couple of notches tighter, which really stretched me to the extremes, and said that if I want them to let me out all I had to was ask.  WHAT?  How could they do this to me?  They had me all strapped down in one of the kinkiest positions I have ever been in, and they expected me to ask to be let go.  I am a lot of things, but I am not a quitter.  So instead of admitting defeat, I fought against my leather bondage as hard as I could to escape.  I wasn’t going to let them win!  But after a few minutes of struggling, I had to switch to what I called Plan B.  I just laid there until they needed me for the next shoot.  Total time waiting around in bondage?  About three hours…

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And finally, here’s one last picture showing me just sitting around during one of my bondage shoots. It was actually taken with my iPhone while everyone was readjusting the straps about to be used on my wrists and upper body. Because of the position I was in, I could only sit and wait as we tested one position after another until we got everything to work just right?

The big problem I remember with this particular scene was that because of the way this suit fits I needed constant help adjusting the crotch because of what the guys were doing to me as I waited in this position.  With all the leather bondage straps binding me to this chair, there wasn’t a single thing I could do but just sit there and wait as they mercilessly played with my nipples and crotch until they felt they got all of the photos they needed from this scene.  and even then, I wasn’t released from this position until the guys made me almost cum a few times.  But we didn’t want to ruin the energy for the next scene we had planned, so they eventually had to let me go.  Total time strapped down and waiting: over two hours…

I hope you guys know that I am writing this post to give you an honest depiction of what an average bondage session is like for me.  It’s probably not what you think.  Instead, it’s usually a lot of waiting around in one form of tight and inescapable bondage after another, while intensely erotic things are being done to my body.  So if being tied down in a skin tight bodysuit while being brought to the edge of countless orgasms is your thing, then by all means please keep enjoying my bondage adventures.  But now I can at least say that I warned you!

I know I will personally suffer a lot more of this down time just for you guys.  It’s what I do…