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Me, Silkenvixen, bound and gagged for my former MySpace Master
Never expected this to happen. It was fun and exhausting. I hope you enjoy my predicament.
I was planning to go outside but things got interrupted. I didn't really mind. I do love being bound and cuffed.
I had no idea what to call this pic, so went with 'don't choke' because that was one of the things I was having to focus on when I took it. Having a ballgag in makes me salivate a lot (can't think why!) and doesn't allow you to swallow properly, so it starts to build up. With the collar's leash tied above, and the time it would take to get my wrists out of the cuffs, I didn't want to think what would happen if I started choking on the saliva. By using focusing exercises I've gotten pretty good at controlling my gag reflex. I've no idea what value such a skill would be though!
Ok so like this is my most popular picture by like a serious amount. I love this picture because I feel it captures a very real part of me. But seriously, I'm like an average looking T-girl at best, plus I know the mask is a huge turn off for a lot of people, particularly those who think we should all be out and proud. So please, can someone explain why it has so many views. I'm not being modest or trying to get attention, but it's like in the middle of my photostream, so even people who look at my pics might not even bother to go back so far. I really do appreciate that people give it attention, I really do, but I just can't figure out why.
(Oh, and like if you are reading thing, thank you. As dumb as it might seem, knowing someone likes my pics enough to spend time looking at them is deeply touching, and wonderful in a way I can't explain).
I already addressed my disappointment at some more refined T-girls' diatribes about my pictures being pornographic because I wear a mask, and how they equated bondage with slavery (which is kinda funny as one of them just proudly posted a bunch of pics in a Victorian-era maid's uniform - might be worth them doing a lil' historical research on the matter, and see if they would still be up for the job).
I've never actually tried any BDSM or other kinky stuff. I have some really enjoyable fantasies about it (mainly involving spanking), but they are just that: fantasies. My various self-doubts and neuroses about being a T-girl will probably prevent them ever becoming any more than that. I'm not a psychiatrist or anything, but I kinda suspect that my fantasies (and, going by the number of 'forced fem' groups, those of many others in the community) come from the idea that being 'forced' to dress or being otherwise controlled can free you from the inner conflicts about being a male who wants to be, or likes to dress as, a female. That way it allows the opportunity to enjoy the pleasure and comfort that come with dressing (sexual or otherwise) without the guilt. The ties that bind the body liberate the soul. Anyway, I'm just a silly lil' airhead, so whatta I know.
I take like fifty pics for every one I ever put up and try to find ones that best represent what I am trying to depict. I liked this one because it came closest to what I was trying to portray. I've no way of knowing, but I would imagine that this is kinda what the majority of BDSM looks like. Not some deep, dark dungeon with tall, severe-faced ladies in leather whipping nude men and inserting sharp objects into tender places (though if you're into that, go for it). Most BDSM probably looks more like this: an average-looking everyday girl, with a few inexpensive toys getting excited for a little naughty fun after (or during) a regular day at the office. In a lot of cases, it probably required giving the kids money to go the cinema, coordinating schedules, and overcoming the sheer exhaustion of everyday life. With its safe words, loose bindings and mundane setting it is as far from the (sadly very real) horrors of slavery and torture as can be.
(Oh, and in case anyone gets the wrong idea: I've have no issue with the more respectable T-girl dressing as a maid. A lot of my outfits are, essentially, 'dress up' costumes; I may enjoy dressing as a schoolgirl, but I've no desire to suffer double algebra ever again. We are all grown adults with adult responsibilities and worries; it's kinda nice to step out of that life occasionally, and play 'let's pretend', whether its with a feather duster or some pink rope. So lets all play nice!
Handcuffs chained to the headboard, ankles cuffed. Is this a punishment or a reward?
Handcuffs chained to the headboard, ankles cuffed. Is this a punishment or a reward?
Handcuffs chained to the headboard, ankles cuffed. Is this a punishment or a reward?
Locked in a tiny cage for a whole afternoon by mistress
The title is one I used for a pic I took when I first started posting on Flickr in early 2014. It was one of my first risqué ones, and showed me in a corset, gagged, offering my leash to the camera. I recently got another new leash that went with one of my corsets, so I wanted to revisit the concept. I played around with it in Photoshop, posterizing all but the mask, corset and leash, and kinda like how it looks. I may play around with it some more.
I often combine black and red in my outfits. I think they go so well together. This is a short-sleeved blouse I have, which goes really nicely with the satin skater skirt I'm wearing. I paired them here with red pantyhose and black ankle socks (with a cute ribbon around the top). This is one of those outfits I'll often put on when I'm just relaxing and don't usually bother to photograph.
I've spent the last few days travelling, plus had too much coffee so that I wouldn't fall asleep during my drive home from the airport. Crazy busy getting ready to close out the year! Anyhowie, 'cause of all that my insomnia has kicked in and I just can't sleep tonite. 'Cause of that, I decided to come on Flickr and put up a couple of bondage pics that I don't think I ever got around to posting.
Uh oh. The wife seems to be disappointed in my lack of make up. Punishment time for laziness...
I think of this as my dominatrix outfit, but I kinda think I look too happy here to instill the right level of fear!
I've spent the last few days travelling, plus had too much coffee so that I wouldn't fall asleep during my drive home from the airport. Crazy busy getting ready to close out the year! Anyhowie, 'cause of all that my insomnia has kicked in and I just can't sleep tonite. 'Cause of that, I decided to come on Flickr and put up a couple of bondage pics that I don't think I ever got around to posting.
Had my first experience with a real bondage rigger today. It was intense and a lot of fun.
Had my first experience with a real bondage rigger today. It was intense and a lot of fun.
Gremlins! ...Again! This time, they've brought in their own CD! (Preview for a later photoshoot)
My first time ever bound with a spreader bar! I never liked the look of them, but I absolutely LOVED having it put on me! I want to have it happen to me all over again!
I appear to be a sticky situation. Can someone assist me...?
Had my first experience with a real bondage rigger today. It was intense and a lot of fun.
I did some bound and scarf-gagged pictures in my cheerleader outfit, because some of my friends on here like those sort of pics. I wasn't overly happy with how they turned out, and I kinda prefer this 'drawn' version that an online program turned one of them into. I tend to prefer bondage pics that either capture the thrill of a naughty secret in a regular relationship or the 'damsel in distress' imagery that was so popular when I was growing up. The second of these, despite the real life implications, was always presented in a sufficiently 'safe' setting (usually TV show or comic strip) that I kinda associate it not with violence but the youthful excitement that I remember from those times. Given the number of times Nancy Drew got tied up, they were either created in a similarly innocent vein or were the most disturbing BDSM fetish material my younger self had access to.
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This is a number 10 dress I created for my seminar. I absolutely love this dress. It has ruffled skirt, then it's lined in red, so YOU CAN PEEK thru the holes, which every red blooded man wants to do. Peek thru the keyhole or stick something in any hole, they see.
I told you , it was sexy. My shoes have ties and that's bondage, I can't run, but hobble, or fall down...woe is me. Who will save me from the big bad wolf?
this photo has been overlooked and its one of my favorite, a cropped version just hit 100,000.
i am not a cd, tv or crossdresser but many of my friends are.
the cropped version is here. Close up and emphasis on shoes, toes, etc. This is my famous vintage crinoline, it's so scratchy.
here's the album with the explanation of the totally femme design. ( except black is not number 10)
the name of the album is black femme with hot red shoes.
If i have a fetish, it could only be shoes.
I have hundreds, but I don't need them to have sex. so I guess, it's just a hobby.
these are so beautiful, they are silk, see them glisten in the light?
i have on panties...but no pantyhose. The bottom of my famous vintage undies.
tee straps, ankle bondage, for a nice lady. Nails in two reds.
Cloud of white fluffy fur and dark green velvet drapes.
The highest arches on Flkr. Tied at ankles, simulate bondage. Seen in other photographs, here is close up.
i am not a cd, tv, or crossdresser but many of my friends are
sorrry, no facebook, twitter or website
This skirt is tight but it's stretchy, and short, I'm coming up to my front door...
My purse is on my right hip. The top just doesnt show well.
Guess what? I think that the lack of clarity is the weather..hot and humid..
same place i shot that portrait on the red concrete, entry.
I'm downloading the camera... to get this little outfit shown.
Per request a tight skirt, but it doesnt look real tight, cause it's so slinky and stretchy.
The top is a flared...chiffon and its not showing too good either.
i was coming home to my lover who was so excited he nearly did me in the driveway.
Black pumps are nice and classic. add red flames and, madam, you are smokin' hot! Had both pair for about 20 yrs. Takeing good care ofthem. Only some minor touch up has been needed.
I just love these...got the squiggy thing going on a nice white background.
I got up out of the chair and put knee down and tucked my slip.
Still wanting to show you my legs and killer shoes. The shoes have ankle straps like bondage.
My hat is down cause I'm hiding from girl friend.
Hot sunshine day in my backyard. After church.
I am not a tv, cd, or crossdresser but many of my friends are,
Silkenvixen, late 1980's, bound and gagged by my now-late best friend
Me in the late 1980's, bound, gagged, and struggling in the back room upstairs while strangers rummage through my house.
I bet on the Wisconsin- Illinois football game and lost big time. Darn Wisconsin! Now I have to wear this outfit for the day but I don't mind.
Me, Silkenvixen, bound and gagged for my former MySpace Master
In addition' for the lost of Wisconsin to the fighting Illini, I had to do a little performance and walk outside while handcuffed. Thank goodness I didn't have to wear a gag or ankle cuffs.
A gangland chief's girl is kidnapped for ransom, she escapes, but his booby trap works too well
Finally trying to get some content up here agin after a long break.
Lift the skirt up Baby...showing off my shiny white nylons... cagged, blugged with big sweet bomber and ready for Duty :-)
I recently got my breast enhanced to a size DD. My girlfriend was getting jealous from all the attention that I was getting over her wherever we went. She took it upon herself to make sure that never happens to her again. She sold me to a rich, foreign family to become their slave for the rest of my life.
Black super tight spandex disco leggins.... what do we need more to turn on my sweet boyfriend Jeremy?
Locked in chains (and chastity) and waiting what will happened....
He prefers to watch TV I guess .....
My Boyfriend loves to have me around at home wearing sexy Nylons and Heels. Plugged shaved sweet pussy and clit in a cage perfectly hidden between the legs.... as allways :-)
Sweet black trans lingerie.... just open the zipper and enjoy to please your sugar daddy whenever he feels for your tight pussy :-)
Sabrina is posing in a wonderful ball gown outfit. Suddenly she is tranfered to a butterfly straitjacket - still beautiful but no way out.
Locked in chains (and chastity) and waiting what will happened....
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It all started innocently enough. I never meant to do it, it just sort of happened. I got home from school, when I was in the 10th grade. I put my bag down on my desk, and noticed that mom had left the laundry basket on my bed. This was her signal that I was supposed to put the clothes away in my drawers, and bring down any dirty clothes I had.
So I put everything away, except when I came to the underwear, there was a problem. Mom had accidentally left one of Jody’s panties in my pile. Jody is my elder sister who is just 2 years older than me. I held her panty in my hands, feeling the silky material. I was a typical 10th grade boy, so as you can imagine, my mind raced at the thought that I was holding panties in my hand.
I had naughty thoughts on the mind all the time, and I had wanted to get into a lot of girl’s pants at school. For some reason, I had an urge to try them on, to see how they felt. I locked my door, closed all the shades, and put them on.
They were so different! Not rough or clingy like what I wore, but the smoothest, silkiest feeling, like I was wrapped in softness.
“Nick, are you in there? Why is your door locked!” said mom.
I didn’t know what to do, so I quickly pulled on my jeans, and then went to unlock the door.
“Why are all your blinds closed? What were you up to? Wait, don’t tell me. I don’t think I want to know” she said.
I was so close to being busted! I was lucky she didn’t see me. What would she have said?
“Come on, we’re late. We’re taking your father out to dinner tonight for his birthday. Don’t you remember?”
“Oh yeah” I said. She dragged me on out of the house, and we got in the car. With every step I took, I noticed the panties. The silkiness against my skin. I felt so turned on! I couldn’t explain it. And now I was wearing them in public! Without anybody knowing! When we sat down and the waitress came out to serve us, all I could think of was the fact that I was wearing panties, just like her.
Needless to say, I was excited all night. When we got home, instead of putting the panties back in Jody’s room, I hid them in my closet. It was only a few days later that I wore the panties again. And again, I got really excited. So for some reason, I decided to sneak into my sister’s room. Nobody was home, so who would know?
I dug through her underwear drawer, until I found her bras. If the panties made me that excited, I wondered what the bra would do. I took it back to my room, and tried it on. That excited me even more, so I stuffed it with some of my socks, then put on a white T-shirt. You could clearly see the bra underneath, and it jutted out, like I had breasts. I almost came in my pants. I made myself climax, then quickly took everything off and hid it back in my closet. I felt shamed and embarrassed, but it was so exciting! I knew I was hooked, and would do it again tomorrow.
In fact, almost every day I would wear Jody’s under garments. I even wore the panties to bed one night. But they were starting to smell from having been worn too many times. So I reluctantly put them in the wash. I waited a few days, and then dug through Jody’s drawers when I had a chance to find them, or a similar pair.
Nobody would know a thing! Some time passed, and I was still doing it. It was so exciting that I wanted to try to push the envelope, and do something more daring. So I waited for a good time when nobody else was home, and went into Jody’s closet. I dug through all the things on hangers, until I found one of her blouses that might fit me. She didn’t wear it too often (I didn’t think), so she wouldn’t notice it. And there was a red plaid skirt that she used to wear to school, but didn’t anymore.
I took that too, and went back to my room. With the door locked, and dressed up in full female attire for the first time. It felt wonderful! When I was fully dressed, I laid on my bed like a girl does,and read a book. I slid forward a bit, and felt some warmth between my legs. I moved back and forth a couple of times, and bam! I climaxed.
I ran to get tissues to clean it all up. That was stupid of me! But for some reason, thinking of myself as a girl made me really turned on, and made me climax so easily! I wanted to be with a girl so much, but this was exciting too. I would just do both. If I could get Lynn, my crush, to go out with me, I’d still do this in my spare time. Perhaps, I could get some of her panties too. Then I’d be wearing *her* clothes. Now *that* sounded really exciting to me! Over the next few weeks, I kept dressing up. Sometimes with just the panties, but sometimes in full outfit. I stole a pair of pantyhose from the laundry room, and started wearing those too.
The cotton crotch turned me on for some reason. I tried on some of Jody’s shoes, but they were too small. I found an old pair of mom’s, and I could get them on with a struggle. But I was afraid to try makeup or anything. That would be too hard to get on and off. But I did take one of Jody’s necklaces. The rings and bracelets were too small to fit on me.
Too bad. I had a couple of outfits now. I loved the one yellow floral dress, because it was such a soft material, and when I whirled around, it would swish against the pantyhose, and send shivers up and down my spine. I just loved it! It turned me on so much! But one day, even in full dress, it didn’t seem like enough. I wanted more! Nobody was home, so for the first time, I left my room dressed as a girl. I was *so* afraid that someone would look in the windows and see me!
But I got into Jody’s room safely, and took a couple of her books, and a magazine. Then I went back to my room. I had something to do now when I was dressed up like a girl. I read her copies of some girly magazines. I was so thrilled that I was reading *girls* magazines. I also read her fashion magazines, and was fascinated by all of the women’s clothes, makeup, and accessories.
I loved reading about girls, and wanted to
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