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Thursday, 25 December 2014

Happy Christmas

Happy Christmas everyone.
Lets hope, as we come to the end of another year, that we actually see a little love and good will to mankind in the next.
Everyone seems to have lost the plot this year with terrorism and the Isis state in the Middle East, to a totally jumped up reason to invade the Crimea by the Russians. Not to mention the Ebola/homelessness/floods and natural disasters in the world.

Roll on 2015 and lets try not to bugger it up.

Emma x

Saturday, 20 December 2014

White Catsuit Bondage

Here are a few snaps of the last bondage session Peter photographed. We bought a nice white catsuit to enhance the black and white corset and added a bondage harness.
In my opinion. the Spreader bar and boots add a little extra to the pictures.
 Emma x

Saturday, 13 December 2014

Semen makes a girl happy . . .

Obviously this was written by a guy who likes his lady to go downstairs more often lol.
A New York University did a study about how happy us girls are after we have perform oral sex on a guy and swallow the evidence of his passion.

Seems we get a little Cock-tail (sorry for the pun) of happy boosting chemicals found in semen which include:
  • Cortisol – known to increase affection
  • Estrone and oxytone – which both elevate your mood
  • A hormone which releases thyrotropin, an anti-depressant
  • Melatonin – a sleep inducing agent
  • Serotonin – an anti-depressant
Just remember don't have unprotected sex unless you have a trusted partner and no means no if you are pressuring someone to do something they don't want to,

Emma x

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

"Mass Face Sitting Day" - 12th December 2014

Sorry I haven't been around much of late. After wanting to take time off after finishing the job from hell, I seem to have walked into another one almost at once. Yep supper accountant that I am, I have already proved they need to write a massive profit back to the P&L of GBP 150,000. Should have asked for commission. By next week I am hoping to find £300k

So back to the fun stuff.

This Friday is "Mass Face Sitting Day" at the Houses of Parliament in London (UK) as a protest at Porn censorship. Yep it appears to be a real event! The Audiovisual Media Services Regulations 2014 banned a number of legal acts from UK pornography including spanking, female ejaculation and humiliation on 1 December on the grounds they could be dangerous and might encourage home ‘re-enactments’.

So it appears you cant watch slap and tickle anymore just in case you try it at home and tickle someone to hard they don't enjoy it. Trying to make a Chick squirt may be a health and safety no no now, in case she squirts on a power point and blows herself up!

What is the world coming to?

It now seems that the yoof of the day wont be able to watch porn online soon to see how to really have sex with someone. Not that they will do that, as kids these days only have boyfriends and girlfriends in virtual reality form. 900 Facebook friends and not one they really know or see in real life lol.

They can only talk text speak which to old farts like me and Peter, doesn't make much sense, so we wouldn't try to converse with them anyway.

So back to the "Face Sitting Protest Day". If I am sitting on someone's face, would it be bad manners to wriggle about a lot? If you have a ten inch tongue then email me!

Have a look at the article and let me know what you think.

Happy Bondage
Emma x

Thursday, 13 November 2014

Wednesday, 22 October 2014

The Kitchen Safe - keysafe for bondage . . .

Howdy out there in Bondageland.

Now for those of us that play naughty bondage games with handcuffs, padlocks and the like, it always leads to the realisation that if we leave the keys in reach, we can so easily get free. I know this frustrates me a hell of a lot.

So then we challenge ourselves by using ice releases or post keys to ourselves. This leads to you having puddles over the floor or keys being late in the post.

So what else is there to do?

Well short of burying the key in the garden and I am sure some of you may have tried that lol, how does one keep the keys out of reach and secured for the time you want to be trussed up?

Well one solution is a USD 50.00 kitchen safe, 6 inches by six inches by seven inches.
This allows you to put your bondage keys into it for a time duration of one minutes, up to ten days. 
There is no override, and if the batteries wear out the timer still counts down and will release the lid even though the digital panel will no longer allow you to view the time.

When not used for kinky stuff, just put money or other bits and pieces into it for safe keeping.

I think this is a pretty cool idea, so if anyone actually uses one, drop me a line in confidence and let me know how it works out in your kinky pastimes.
Happy bondage.
Emma x


Sunday, 19 October 2014

Time off time - yipee

Hello to all you bondage lovelies out there in Bondageland.

Finally had enough of the job and all the negativity the firm in question has to its staff.
I jacked it all in, much to the surprise of all the workers there who loved to ask the questions about who what where when how and why!

When I left it was quoted to me I was outstanding. Now why cant an employer loose the negativity geared to company policy, making the staff feel crap and rubbish, just so they don't have to provide pay rises or bonuses.

Now I know we are half in and half out of this recession and economics dictate what's happening. But to have your manager diss you on and off, for three years, and yet at the end to quote that, is a bloody joke. Now they will replace me with two people (I already know that they already have). Not only has that cost more money, splitting my job was long over due. If anyone was a good manager, they would have known they were pushing all the staff in the office until the pips squeaked by loading up everyone with so much work everyone was going home at 8pm every day. That's rubbish management of resources. They will have some one to cover now which they haven't had for 25 years. Yep when you go on holiday all the stuff is exactly the same as before you left with your suppliers and staff shouting at you where's my money! Feels like you shouldn't have holidays, it was that bad.

All jobs are important and I believe I work for pride rather than the money otherwise I would have been some ball breaking bitch in some management role or other. There are plenty of people who are in management, but really are so introverted and unapproachable they are just jokes.

Anyway that's the rant over.

I have some kinky ideas to be tied and gagged to which I cant wait to try out very shortly.

Peter and I can now see more of each other and I will be getting back to some cooking and the house will be cleaned a bit better too. Now for all you bondage guys and gals saying that's so boring lol, it is. That's why I am ordering a little Fifi the French maid outfit, which will allow me to dress the part in handcuffs and ankle cuffs while I do the dusting and the vacuuming.

Maybe I should hire myself out lol

Emma x.

Thursday, 28 August 2014

The Bondage Workshop - How to make an Arm Binder/Single Glove

Howdy to all you guys and girls out there in Bondageland.

Its been a little while since I had anything decent to write about or much to link in.
Sorry about that, but work has gotten so bad with no respite.

Well I had to write about this little gem because I was so curious about being bond and gagged in an Arm Binder. It has to be one of the strictest and inescapable ways of tying up your sub to play with.

If anyone who has tries some elbow bondage will know, there are lots of little nerves and veins near the surface of the elbows so it can be fairly severe and stressful tied like that. If you get rid of the rope binding your elbows and use a glove like device like an arm binder you appear to get a little more support on the arms. Obviously you can lace or zip the glove up and add straps to cinch things, but the straps buckled over the shoulder across the front of your body means that encased hands and arms will never be able too undo the buckles.

Here is an amazing leather worker who shows on his blog exactly how to make one and has plans available for the enthusiastic leather of cloth worker.

Happy Bondage.
Emma x

Sunday, 15 June 2014

A good blog about the history of Fetish

Howdy out there in Bondageland.
I came across this lovely blog about the history of fetish. If you have an affection for Irvine Klaw and all the early photographers of kinky fetish then look no further than here.

Have a nice read.
Emma x

Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Catsuit and Spreader Bar Challenge

Nipple clamped, muzzle gagged and then padlocked to the ends of a five foot spreader bar by collar and ankle cuffs, with the wrist cuffs padlocked to the centre eyescrew. How long can our willing Catsuit and Ballet Boot clad captive endure the position?

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Linnea Eleanor (Bunny) Yeager - March 13 1929 - May 24 2014 - Rest In Peace

Linnea Eleanor Yeager was a model and photographer and actress who first came to fame as a glamour pin up model in the 1940's-1950's.

She chose the name Bunny from a Lana Turner character in "Week-End at the Waldorf"(1945).

After marrying she picked up a camera and never looked back.

Two years after Playboy was launched she was photographing Bettie Page for the centrefold cover.

The models all wanted to work with her for her respectful approach and never pushing them into something they were not comfortable posing for.

She published several books of her photography and she even shot the stills of Ursula Andress coming out of the waves for the James Bond film Doctor No.

In 1968 she put the camera down and appeared in the Frank Sinatra film Lady In Cement.

She married twice and is survived by two daughters, who were with her when she passed away from chronic heart condition on Saturday at a hospice in Florida. She was 85

Rest In Peace

Thursday, 22 May 2014

Self Bondage Handcuff Spreader Bar/Pole Tie

Today was only the second time this year I have had a chance to do some bondage.

Last weekend Peter measured, cut, sanded and made me a lovely long Spreader Bar for me to play with. It's a thick wooden dowel rod five feet long with screw eyes in the ends and one in the centre of the bar. He painted it black for me last weekend and it has been drying in the garage all week, ready for me to play with it today. This Spreader Bar is only four to five inches smaller than me.

Peter has gone off with his mates for a boozy football afternoon watching the Arsenal play in the FA cup final. Apparently its one of the oldest tournaments in the world or something like that. Well its given me all afternoon to play bondage games and test my new Spreader Bar "toy".

I took out an ice release from the freezer and put it into place. I use a long piece of string folded in half and about half way up the folded length, I push some of the string into an Icecube tray and freeze. It positioned it in my lounge, dripping into a small plastic bowl on my carpet. The handcuff key was dangling about a foot below a chandelier type light we have in the middle of the lounge. (No chance of electrocuting myself, I promise.) I could have hung it by tape from the top of a door frame to but I wanted a longer ordeal and the light was further away.

I walked through to the Dining room and positioned myself in the furthest corner, with some bondage gear I had selected along with the big Spreader Bar. I kicked off all my cloths in a big heap on the floor and made ready for my little adventure. Naked it was time to add the fun stuff. I strapped on a Venus Butterfly vibrator around my thighs and waist, spreading the lips of my pussy and snuggling the little rubbery nubbins against my sensitive parts. I tucked the remote control into the thigh elastic leaving the vibrator off for the moment. The anticipation of having a vibrator pressing on my clitoris and wanting it to be turned on was an amazing sensation.

I selected a padlock and locked the midpoint of the chain of the handcuffs to the centre eye screw of the Spreader Bar. Then I took some leather ankle cuffs and buckled them on my legs and padlocked the end of the Spreader Bar to the D rings pinning my ankles tightly together.

I pulled the Spreader Bar up my back and turned a little to padlock a small piece of chain on to the top off the Spreader Bar leaving the free end dangling for the time being. I wrapped one of my belts around my upper thighs, strapping my legs tight and also to the Spreader Bar. I was getting excited by now and I could feel the longing for the Venus to be turned on and tease me.

Next to strap on my naked body was a two inch ball gag. I pulled the strap as tight as I could behind my neck and the drool started to dribble over my lower lip almost instantly.

One of Peter's belts around my chest pulled the spreader bar into the small of my back and against my shoulders. A wide collar around my neck buckled snuggly topped off my ensemble.

I took the last padlock from the dining table and padlocked the small length of chain at the top of the Spreader Bar to the D ring at the back of my leather collar. My head was rigidly stuck to the tip of the spreader bar which now acted like I was pole tied. I flicked the switch of the Venus to a medium setting and pulled on a leather blindfold.

Cuffing my hands behind my back to the midpoint of the Spreader Bar whilst the Venus was assaulting my pussy had me panting through the big ballgag. Drool dripped down my chin and then splashed down my tits. I was extremely aroused and climaxed just a few seconds after my wrists were pinned behind me to the Spreader Bar.

Panting from my climax with drool flowing freely down my chest I tested my bonds. I couldn't bend more than a centimetre. My head was truly pinned to the spreader bar holding my head upright. I could turn my head sideways just a little but not forward. I could only ease my head back towards the pole attached to the collar. The collar squeaked with every movement and rubbed against the skin of my neck.

Now I don't have padded collars or leather wrist or ankle cuffs. I deliberately picked black leather without padding for that rustic feel. Now I was thinking it would have been nice to have that padding.

The Spreader Bar/Pole tie I chose for myself was a lot stricter than I had envisaged it would be. I could only wriggle my wrists a little too. The position of the centre eye-screw was not positioned comfortably for the metal handcuffs attached to it; the metal cuffs were pulling my hands in a downward position. I always felt handcuffs would never give me a restrictive enough feeling that rope always had. Well that was until I tried this tie. I wriggled my hands and when one is handcuffed, will always try to slip the wrist out. Well I had snapped the wrist cuffs tightly enough to be snug on my wrists. There was no way I could slip the wrists out of the cuffs. I orgasmed again just from the feeling of being so strictly bound.

Trying to move was extremely difficult. I had expected it to be a little more easy to pigeon step my way across the ground floor of my house. It took forever to find my way around the dining room table and chairs. I was upright in a very precarious and very strict position. I could only move my feet in millimetres, and that was only in tiny shuffling movements, the distance between the padlock and the two ankle cuff D rings would allow.

The Venus Butterfly pressing against my sex was such a tease. I so wanted to come more than it allowed me to. In my dark little work I could hear the mailman drop letters into the letter box from the other side of the house. The next door neighbour cutting the grass was ringing around my head. I guess being blindfold made the other senses a little sharper.

It had taken the best part of an hour to tie myself up and to shuffle to the front room. I deliberately shuffled my way to the side of the lounge door. From there I knew roughly how far I needed to shuffle to get the key. Well it turned out to be a bit harder than I thought. I wasn't in the room far enough and thought I was off target, and had to move back to the door to reposition myself. Then I walked forward into the room again. I knew where I was when I nudged the plastic bowl with the drip water from the ice cube and it splashed over my toes. The key to the handcuffs had dropped low enough for me to try to un-cuff my hands.

I fumbled with the key for a bit and as soon as my hands were free I turned the speed of the Venus Butterfly up to full and pressed it into my pussy for a shuddering orgasm. I had drooled all over myself and the wooden floor looked like a giant snail had slimed all over it.

I had a cricked neck and sore wrists from the cuffs, but I had enjoyed this tie immensely. It was intense and that added to my enjoyment. I had also orgasmed a good half dozen times while I was trussed up and gagged. My afternoon was so much better than watching a bit of football.

Happy bondage.
Emma xox

Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Damsels In Distress - the interviews

Hi there everyone out there in bondageland. Hope you are all getting out and about in the sunshine this week. It's been a good one.

Now I made myself a New Year resolution to do more things on the blog and I don't feel I am keeping that. So I had a little trawl over the web last week and came across this little link.

It's a fantastic little free site listing a who's who of stars and excerpts from various TV and films they appear in. Obviously they get helplessly bound and gagged "for the storyline" and of course for our viewing pleasure.

I had a read of some of the interview questions. Some of these actors and actresses actually love a bondage scene or two! How cool are they, huh!

Now it comes across that this film industry gig, where they get paid and get tied up too, can be a little hairy to say the least. Being tied and gagged running through a forest right into a camera and bashing yourself about; tied up in a meat locker and catching a cold; bound and gagged in a car boot and bashing yourself on a car jack. That would be my ideal job. lol
Well as long as they removed the car jack before driving me around.

I hope you have a read and enjoy the interviews. I did.

Emma xxx

Saturday, 17 May 2014

Self Bondage Challenge - Catsuit Cutie in Hand and Legcuffs

I saw this clip and thought it was highly erotic. I wanted to rub my hands all over this little hottie and tease the hell out of her with my magic wand. I hope you enjoy the clip as much as I did.
Emma x

Monday, 24 March 2014

Sunday Night Self Bondage Spreader Bar Tie

Howdy Guys and Girls out there in Bondageland.

Now I was sent an email last weekend saying I haven't been posting anything about what I have been getting up to in Bondage of late. I thought I would rectify that tonight, as I am still stiff and sore and wont be able to get to sleep just yet.

I have only just escaped my self imposed bondage tonight. The ice finally melted enough to drop the keys into my reach. It was a lot more difficult than I thought it would be.

I had the ice release already frozen so I took it out of the fridge and hung it from an arm of one of the lights in the lounge. It was just a five foot piece of string that I folded in three and placed the midpoint into an ice cube cell and topped up with water and froze.

I decided to forgo a blindfold tonight as I was trying out a new tie that I challenged my friend to do. Well it's only fair to test it out before you inflict it on someone else right lol

I turned the heating up a bit then I got naked. I ball gagged myself with a 2 inch rubber ball and padlocked it on me. Almost instantly, I was drooling all over my breasts. Then I slipped a vibrating egg inside me an tied it in place with a tight crotch rope. It was so tight I thought it was going to slice me in half.

The padlock keys went on one of the free ends of the string and the other end I tied to the light. I placed a bowl under the ice to catch the drips and I was ready to start.

I sat on the rug and turned on the late night horror film Night of the Demons.
Now if you haven't seen it, it's fairly erotic in places and has a nice rock sound track that reminded me of school days in the late 80s and early 90s.

I strapped on a set of leather wrist cuffs with a six inch chain padlocked between each of the d rings of the cuffs.

Then I strapped on a leather collar with a d ring at the front. Next I tied my ankles together.

I placed a long spreader bar under my knees. I quickly turned on the vibrating egg to a nice hard pulse, then put both my hands under the spreader bar and between my knees and bringing them up under the bar to my front. The bar was held in place under my knees and also held in the crook of my elbows.

Now I don't know if you are like me, but I always get scared the moment it comes to click the last lock in place.

Its a "What If" situation where all bad things can happen that come into my mind. The breathing becomes deeper but that's also due to the big ball gag. The heart thumps in your chest. That's the time I have to quickly click the lock or I will back out.

Now I have to say; this was the tricky bit of the tie, as I use small suitcase padlocks and it took three attempts due to being squatting and balled up and trying to stretch out against the compressed tie I was trying to put myself into. I padlocked the midpoint of the chain to the collar and trapped myself.

The drool was flowing, the electricity was flowing through my nether region because of the vibrator, and then two chicks were making out on the TV and a guy was taking one of the soon to be slasher chicks, doggy style.

That's when I started to orgasm.

Well it was a blessing really. I was quite uncomfortable sitting in a squat like that.

I tried to wriggle my bum across the floor to the string so I would be near it when the keys dropped. Your arms between your knees force the knees apart which forces your lower leg apart putting pressure on your tied ankles.

I rolled onto my back leaving myself totally vulnerable to anyone who came in. I could have shocked any burglar like that lol

Peter missed out big time going to bed early for work tomorrow. I wouldn't have been able to do anything if he wanted to crop or smack my ass or clamp my tits; or even just climb on top and take me in the front door or the back, or both!

Waiting an hour in mild discomfort watching a nice horror film and coming over and over again wasn't an overly unpleasant way to spend an hour this Sunday night.

It was a bloody good job I was near the key when they dropped as was to cramped to rock myself up on bum to get upright again. I sat there like an upturned turtle. A quivering orgasmic mess. The feeling of being helpless made it a more intense tie than I thought it would.

Don't forget if you try this one play safe as you are tied to your neck so don't do the collar up to tight to restrict your breathing.

Happy Bondage.
Emma x

Sunday, 2 March 2014

The Self Bondage Challenge - Lisa's bondage dare.

Howdy everyone out there in Bondageland.

The bondage has been a little slow of late and I have only just recently had some time to give something a try. I was set a bondage challenge from my fiend Lisa.

"Tied with your hands above your head in a standing position, naked except for stockings and high heels nothing less than 4 inches. Your mouth should be gagged so you can barely make a noise, perhaps a cloth gag for this? I want your legs spread wide apart with your spreader bar, perhaps some rope around your legs just above the knee and tied to something else to really make you feel open and give more effect to the spreader bar. Nipple clips on too please! Hmm, the chain from the nipple clamps might be fun to attach that to either your wrist cuffs or perhaps a nice tight crotch rope, oh yes I like that idea hehe. If you have a butt plug, well you know where it goes babe.

Then, a good strong vibrator held in place by the crotch rope not quite on your clitoris but very close that way it will take that bit longer for you to orgasm. Now take your longest dildo or vibrator and lube it again and slip that into your lovely wet fanny. Now if it’s a vibrator only set the speed to low but the other one needs to be high. Make sure that crotch rope is very tight mind! Its hold these toys in place. Now if possible I want you to have a nice full length dress mirror setup in front of you while you are tied up so you can watch yourself teased and struggle until the ice release lets you go. Oh yes, the ice release, now I thought as it melts it might be fun to position it so the cold water drips onto your breasts and over your nipples if possible. Have fun and of course I want all the yummy details."

Well that sounds like a challenge I couldn't resist. Peter went out recently to watch a rugby match up in London. That usually means he and his mates get up to Twickenham around 11am, go to the Popes Grotto pub for a skin full before the game, followed by more booze and a curry afterwards. Normally I would go too, but I haven't had a lot of "Me, Time" of late. This seemed such a good time to answer Lisa's challenge.

I dropped and tied off a rope over the top of the banisters. It had a slipknot and I positioned the rope dangling about six feet high where I planned to stand. I had to adjust a couple of times to get it right. Then I went to find a three foot wide spreader bar and a small offcut spreader I sometimes use between wrist cuffs. I slipped on my stockings. Lisa they were Black, seemed and very sheer :-)
Peter missed out huge, here, as he reckons all women should wear then but he especially to bed lol
Lisa had asked me to wear very high heels. Now I may be 5 foot 4inches tall, but I really can’t stand all these platform high heels around now. I do have a pair of calf boots, no platforms, with a six inch heel for bondage games. I zipped these over the stockings. I debated for a second using seven inch ballet boots but got cold feet thinking I would totter and break my ankles.

I have an eight inch cock like ribbed/veiny vibrator. It's a lot wider than my other vibrators. I haven't used this for so long that when lubricated with KY Gel I thought it wasn't going to pop in there. I had to insert it and pull it out a good few times before I got it all the way in. Then I doubled a rope over and created a crotch rope around the waist, passing through my ass cheeks, splitting the rope either side of my fanny lips, up and looped around my trusty silver vibrator before I tied it off at the front of the rope waist band I just made.

I tottered to my underwear drawer and took out a thick cotton pop sock. I stuffed it into my mouth and wrapped black duct tape around my mouth and then around my head several times pulling tighter and tighter as my cheeks bulged over the tape. Giving my best shout for freedom only produced a muffled mmph. Smoothing the tape down I was ready to take my gear and set up the ice to free myself.

I took the ice release; several loops of string around a finger, stuffed into an ice tray and frozen leaving to small lengths free to attach somewhere; and tied this to the rope on the stairs. It would melt and drip on me under it. I tied the other end to a folded up Swiss army knife. It would need to drop about three feet for me to reach my hand. When I got the ice from the freezer, I also put a few cubes in a bowl with my butt plug.

A previous challenge from Lisa I passed on, but felt obliged to at least try once. I picked up the plug lubed it pulled aside the tight crotch rope a little and quickly tried to shove it up my behind. I was tense and it wouldn't go as my ass protested at the cold and sort of shrank away from me. In the end I had to take it easy and do the same thing as the ribbed vibrator sitting in me. Ease it in and out before my ass puckered over the end and held the plug in place. Not very pleasant as I hate cold, and probably because I didn't want to do it lol. Putting the crotch rope over the lip of the butt plug just pushed it deeper into my ass.

I stood at the bottom of the stairs. I lifted my leg onto the second bottom step and tied the spreader bar in place with a short length of rope. Then it was up with the other leg and that was tied off. Both times I could feel the gel on the butt plug squishing in my ass and the big ribbed vibrator was teasing the opening of my cervix in a most unpleasant way, as it suddenly jammed further into my fanny.

I hobbled to the position I wanted to be, and then used the small spreader bar and tied this just above both my knees, to keep myself vulnerable and open. It suddenly dawned on me I would also be displaying my wears to anyone coming to the front door, should they decide to look through the small glass window inset into the door. I hadn't really thought about that much until I was half tied up. I decided to just go with it. All the doors and windows were properly locked anyway.

I attached Clover Clamps to each of my nipples. Taking a big pinch of flesh just under the center of each nipple I released the clamps onto the flesh. And yes, if you are asking it stings. I had a small length of string tied to the center of the chain, so I tied this up onto the rope slip knot taking the slack out of the chain and adjusted it so there was a small but uncomfortable tug on my nipples.
I turned on the big ribbed vibrator in my fanny on to low, just as Lisa instructed. Then I flicked the vibrating remote on the butt plug to on. Finally I set the silver crotch roped vibrator on to high. Wow that was an experience.

I tottered directly under the coils of rope I left in the slack slip knot and squeezed my wrists into them. Then with a quick yank I pulled the slipknot hard closing and cinching my wrists but also giving a yank on my poor nipples.

Now you always have second thoughts the second before you decide to trap yourself. I always do. It's a scary thought knowing you can be stuck for ages. I know that through experience and I also know that my ice release would take about an hour to free myself. It hasn't failed yet so I put my mind at ease.

Well I say ease. Here is where I made the mistake. If you are using a spreader bar and holding your legs open, then you need to account for a drop in height. I didn't but it was too late. The rope was stretching me up, and tottering in my heels with my legs so far apart was not the easiest tie I have been in, I can say. It was made worse with what felt like an artic chill dissipating through my rectum. As my body warmed the butt plug this became a hell of a lot nicer, however it sort of distracted from all the pleasure I wanted to have with the vibrators.

In a short time it felt like my breasts were on fire. I contemplated trying to rip the clamps off my tits, but after experiencing that once before, I promised myself not to do it again! Yes it really hurt. I was also extremely uncomfortable tottering about with the spreader bars. The one holding the knees open was restricting me from positioning my ankles in a half decent position to be comfortable. The ankle spreader bar was digging in the side of my ankles as I tried to twist them to allow a bit of slack in the lower spreader bar so I could stand up a little straighter. It had forced my legs so far apart my ankles were at differing angles to my feet and heeled boots. Staying upright and in a comfortable position was s very difficult.

I digress because I know you really want to know about the vibrators. Well the butt plug never gets me off, however it does help fill me up so the vagina vibrator became more intense. Being so large and ribbed I was thinking I cheated on Lisa's challenge, because I could feel the thing throbbing inside me. However, it was on much too low to do too much to turn me on. It was the silver vibrator that I had positioned about two inches above my clitoris that turned the entire crotch rope in to a vibrating snake. Rope tickled between my ass cheeks. It vibrated either side of lips of my fanny. That was a very nice feeling as it also added a little bit of a thrill to the big vibrator inside me. It was that that helped me to partly forget about the fire building in my nipples.

Moving hurt or was very uncomfortable. I started to get little spasms in my inner thighs. My hands moving the suspension rope pulled the clamps and I had to rest my head on my upper arms as I grunted through the gag in pain. As the ice melted it dripped down my hands and forearms. It was taking forever.
My jaw hurt from the sock packing it out. I tried blowing at the tape to loosen it from sticking to my lips and cheeks. Pushing the packing to the front of my mouth was impossible though as it pressed my tongue down. I grunted in frustration and tried to rub the tape loose on my shoulder. Again that was impossible. As I had wrapped it so tightly around my neck and face several times I couldn't rub it off. I just ended up pressing the tape back against my skin again.

I had the pussy vibrator on too low to enjoy it and it was frustrating the hell out of me too. I tried to grind my hips and allow the vibrating rope to add its magic but it was a hard way to get a first orgasm. It was only because it was so ribbed I managed it. After the euphoria of an orgasm, I was still trapped in a bondage hell. Did I say my nipples were on fire. Well after a bit it was just a constant dull ache and I really wanted them off.

I know I wanted to enjoy this tie but I really didn't. I sort of zoned out. I slumped my head down on my upper arms. Water wet my face and dripped into my hair but I didn't care. I was just trying to figure out why I hadn't used my leather ankle cuffs and a padlocks that would have shortened the spreader bar a little as you can close your legs a little more. Why the hell did I leave the pussy vibe on so low a setting? I tried and managed to grind another orgasm out of myself. But I wasn't interested. My breasts were too painful. Why the bloody hell did I put my clamps on? I really hate them and yet I still used them.

I hardly noticed the penknife drop into reach. It was with a little relief I cut the wrist coils. Then I had to hold my arms on the wall and the stairs to totter back to sit on the stairs. I caught the time on the kitchen clock. The clamps had been on my breasts for seventy minutes. I gingerly squeezed the clamp on my left breast to free it. As the blood rushed back I squealed into the gag. I tried to rub some life into my nipples but touching them really hurt. I freed my right breast. Christ, did I yell out loud. (Three days later it was still torture to put my bra on.)

I just sat there on the stairs for ten minutes, legs splayed wriggling my ankles. I was glad I had worn the boots. They had protected my ankles and gave me a little bit of protection. I had turned the vibrators off and just wanted to be free. I pulled the crotch rope off me and ease the vibrator out of my pussy. I did enjoy the experience of the vibrating rope between my legs, so I will definitely be using that again. I picked at the duct tape to take the gag off but it wasn't easy so I gave up and untied the little spreader bar at the knees, and the one at my ankles. I walked to the kitchen and used the kitchen scissors to cut the duct tape so I could gingerly peel it from my face and hair.

Sitting in a nice warm bath ten minutes later after first removing and cleaning the butt plug and the vibrators, my legs felt great again. Sponging soapy water over my aching beasts just wasn't making them feel better. I wore the baggiest jumper the rest of the day. Peter's drunken cuddle while spooning me that Saturday night got him a mouthful of abuse too.

So, the moral of the story?
Don't wear nipple clamps for longer than ten or fifteen minutes!
Do tie a vibrator into the crotch rope so the whole rope vibrates your ass and thighs!
Turn the vibrator to medium if I try this again!
This tie would definitely be more fun without the clamps.
I would also maybe give the cold butt plug another chance but in a different circumstance.

One more thing.
I have to apologize to Lisa, as I forgot to use a mirror. However, without seeing myself in the throes of orgasm, and seeing myself in pain, wouldn't really have appealed to me.

Emma xxx

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

The Bondage Workshop - How To Tie Shibari Bondage

Happy New Year to everyone out there in Bondageland.
Anyone have any good resolutions they want to tell me about?

Mine is to try to spend less time at work and more time in my kinkier activities. That includes spending more time on the blog finding all things relating to kinky bondage, and finishing some of the many stories I have started writing but have left unfinished.

Well I hope everyone had a good day today. I managed to find two very good video clips on relating to Shibari bondage. Two lovely Asian girls take turn showing how to tie the ties, so that's got to be good for some of our rope rigger readers who wish to know how do other ties.

Have fun and play safe.
Emma X