Frog Tied

Frog Tied
When each leg of an individual are tied independently in a fully bent position with each respective arm extended along the outside of the knee with the wrists tied to each ankle, forcing the individual’s legs to spread openly leaving their private area exposed and vulnerable, resembling the stance of a frog.
After the burglar had frog-tied her on the couch in her skimpy sun dress, Nancy regretted having not worn panties that day, as her generous love nest was completely exposed and defenseless to the burglar’s advances.

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Original mesh props and bento poses, copy/mod
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Il mio viso durante le sessioni di sottomissione
Fan, Flea Market, New York, New York 2005
Manhattan has intoxicated me since I was a boy. My uncle was wed in Central Park when I was 10 years old, and as we left Maryland to attend the celebratory weekend, I can remember my family sternly warning me: stay close and do not to talk to anyone. I was an obedient and believing youngster, so when a man in a deli asked “Hey kid, you like baseball?”, I just naturally assumed I was about to be snatched, hogtied, and tossed into a van to join other bumpkin children who had stupidly decided to let go of their mother’s hand in New York City. My panic was foolish, of course; he and I exchanged pleasantries about my beloved Orioles (I had forgotten I was wearing my baseball cap), I grabbed a Coke from the refrigerator case and lived to tell the tale. Later that night, my mom and I peered down into one of the city’s canyons from our hotel window and counted limousines.
Those moments ingrained within me the understanding that New York City was a place where exciting and unpredictable things happened, even to little boys from Western Maryland. It was a place I wanted to be.
Hogtied and nowhere to go....my Hogtied sissy CD shows off his soles in his fishnet stocking. How should his feet be tormented?
Julie's daughter had no idea the door to door salesman was actually scouting for girls with pretty feet home alone. I guess he has his centerpiece for the sex theater after stopping by Julie's daughter's place
See the wetness on her soles from having her feet worshipped?
Your soles look so soft dear. Now that you're hogtied, how should we enjoy them?
Imagine walking into her room and seeing that beautiful sight
Hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and locked in chastity by mistress
Hogtied while wearing pantyhose, socks, Keds, sweater, and shorts.
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Today is our 1 year anniversary partnered! "sometimes you find love in the most unexpected places" idk who said that but i guess they nailed it. We collided pretty hard in Red Dead Online, destroying people (and each other), idk how many times. It was how we flirted, and we've been doing it ever since.
Take it from me. Nothing makes your heart melt more than being pistol whipped by the woman you love, hogtied, then tossed into a campfire while she watches you (and your heart) melt literally.
I love you 3000 Sajiah Reinhardt <3
Photography: Dmitriy Kraynev (diemotion)
Bondage: Dmitriy Kraynev (diemotion)
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Naughty maid put away until service is needed.
Naughty maid put away until service is needed.
I have seen many Crossdressers show rope. It intrigued me so I tried it. I was stuck for 5 hours. Its not for everybody but I just needed to know how it felt. I would have taken photos but I was hogtied
When service is complete, steel cuffs and chains keep the maid close by for additional "work."
Elbows, wrists, knees and ankles cuffed. Hogtied, helpless... and happy.
Elbows, wrists, knees and ankles cuffed. Hogtied, helpless... and happy.
When service is complete, steel cuffs and chains keep the maid close by for additional "work."
When service is complete, steel cuffs and chains keep the maid close by for additional "work."
Hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and locked in chastity by mistress
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unedited version (just a few adjustments in lightroom)
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this is how it looks without the surveillance-camera-effect I've created.
Processing in Photoshop for the gallery pictures:
- darken the image, levels + curves
- add horzontal lines with a pattern layer
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Reyja hogtied and played with by Jade Indica

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The frogtie is a bondage position in which a person's legs are bound ankle-to-thigh, in the likeness of a crouched frog.

The wrists [ wp ] on each side are often then tied to the ankle [ wp ] / thigh [ wp ] combination on their respective sides, although it is possible to tie each wrist to the opposite ankle and make the position noticeably more strict.

This tie places the person in a position where they are vulnerable but not completely immobilized and can still move about, albeit in an awkward crawling motion. The frogtie, with the person restrained so, can also be used as a restrictive sex position [ wp ] or as a basis for more restrictive bondage. The bound person's wrist tie can also be tethered to some sort of immovable ring by an arbitrary length of cord, allowing some limited freedom of movement while preventing escape.

In a similar position, the person's wrists are simply bound to their corresponding ankles. However, that position cannot be fully considered as a frogtie, because it does not match the "bound ankle-to-thigh" condition.

Ariel Anderssen in box-frogtie bondage position

Ariel Anderssen in box-frogtie bondage position

Ariel Anderssen in box-frogtie bondage position

This article based on an article Frogtie (8 October 2011) from the free Encyklopedia Wikipedia . The Wikipedia article is published under the dual license GNU-License for free Documentation and Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported (CC BY-SA 3.0) . In Wikipedia is a List of Authors available those who worked on the text before being incorporated in WikiMANNia.

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Let me start of the story by explaining my self. My name is Michael and I live in my own apartment in New York, but at the time of this story I lived in a wealthy suburb of Chicago. When I say wealthy, I mean everyone has a bug, expensive house, a nice car, and lots of toys to go along with it. This story takes place when I was in middle school. I was part of a friend group with lots of people. My good friend Shawn's parents were always out of town on business. Shawn is the youngest of 5 children in his family. His older sibling would stay home and watch him and make sure he didn't get into too much trouble. One day Sean and I were hanging out at my one friends house playing video games like we usually did. The friends house we were at had some crazy parents though. They were always fighting. We could here them arguing from across the house. It was so irritating so we decided to leave with all of our friends. Once we left we began to discuss what we would do now. Shawn said that no one was at his house but he wasn't allowed to go their with out his older sister their, who had stuff planned all day. We decided that we would go their and chill and leave right before his sister got home. We arrived at his house and immediately went into his basement where his flat screen tv and video game console were set up. Their was 5 of us down their just playing video games for a little while. Eventually, I had to go to the bathroom. Shawn told me to go use the bathroom in his room in case I made a mess or something like that. Like I was explaining earlier, the houses in our area were not small. I had to walk across his massive house. And as I was nearing his room I heard music and it kind of freaked me out a little bit because no one was supposed to be their. I hesitated for a second and the continued on slowly to see where this music was coming from. I finally reached the room where the source of the music was. The door was wide open. I slowly peaked into the room and saw his sister on the bed. Now before I continue, let me just explain to you Shawn's sister. Her name was Emma and she had recently graduated high school and was going to college in a few months. She was a varsity athlete on the girls Volley ball team. Shes about 5'6 and skinny but now too skinny. I've talked to Emma before, she has a nice and easy going personality. I don't want to get too much into physical detail but she has a somewhat fat ass and nice pair of boobs. She has brown eyes and brown hair. Anyways, as I turned corner into her room, all i saw was her bare belly. She was only in her underwear. At first I was a little startled. But I quietly made my way in. As I walked around the bed she was on, I analyzed her bondage. She had one of those mask ball gag things on so she couldn't see anything. Also the ball gag in her mouth was massive. She probably couldn't even make any noise is she wanted too in that thing. She had belts tightly rapped around her thighs down to her lower legs and had a pair of cuffs on her ankles. Another pair of handcuffs connected her elbows, and another pair on her wrists. She then finished off the hogtie with a final pair of handcuffs. In addition to all of that, Emma had also connected a chain and connected it to the back of her bondage mask and her ankles cuffs and tightened it so her head was stuck looking up. As I slowly crept around the bed, I spotted the key that Emma planted in order to make her escape. And like the bastard I am, I snatched the key. This turned me on so much. I'm sure you can imagine how I felt. Me, a sixth grader in middle school, had a senior in high school, varsity Volly ball player tied up in her underwear completely at my mercy. The only possible way for her to get freedom was if I decided that she could have the key. But until then, I owned her. I eventually made my way back downstairs, with the key still with me off course. I played a few rounds of the game we were playing, although I was thinking more about my bound slave rather than the game. I kept thinking about how I should probably go give the key back but i was too turned on to do that. After about 3 hours of playing video games straight i went back up stairs to my captive. When I got up their, I found Emma wiggling around ferociously, looking for the key. Her wiggling around was definitely the hottest thing. She was wiggling so much but barely moving at allI didn't know how long she had been trying to escape either. For all I know, she could have been trying since i took the key and left. I analyzed her body a little bit longer before putting the key back in a place that she would eventually find it. I walked down stairs and we left. Shawn was hurrying us out because he didn't want us to be their when his sister got home. Every time I think back to that it turns me on. I had poor Emma bound for so long.

The summer was coming to an end. Their was about a month left of school. I soon would begin my 8th grade year. It was sort of depressing as I knew I wouldn't have the same freedom I had in the summer. At this point in my, life I lived in a wealthy suburb of Chicago. My parents were very rich and had a big house.

My parents would soon be leaving on their end of the summer vacation to Las Vegas for two weeks. This unfortunately meant that for all this time, I would have a babysitter. It wasn't all that bad though. My babysitter, Rachel, was very good at entertaining me. She would babysit me every day that both my parents worked and would leave
Brooke held her phone to her ear, nodding and agreeing with the person on the other line.

"Alright Mrs. Miles, 3 o'clock 'till 8 on Saturday? Okay. I'll see you then!"

Brooke hung up on Martha Miles, as she sat down on her bed. She'd just gotten a call from Martha, asking her to babysit her three children, Thomas, at the age of seven, Kate, who was ten, and Tilly, who was twelve. The seventeen-year-old girl thought she'd struck a goldmine, as Mrs. Miles was paying twenty-five dollars an hour, and she was babysitting for five hours, giving her a total of one-hundred and twenty-five dollars by the end of the day. Brooke grinned, as she texted
It 's summer and as usual Steve after spending the day playing with friends, come home to late, do a quick shower, turn on your computer and monitor facebook, until you notice the strange, the house seems empty, too quiet, she wonders if her mother will not be output to go somewhere or some friend, curious down the stairs and go to see the house, the garden with the pool is empty, the machine is still in the garage, so think that can be output on foot, in returning to his room wants to take a peek into her mother's room.

When he opens the door he was presented this: his mother is half-naked in bed, completely bound, at the time he was a hit,
Alex was currently sitting out in the living room of her new apartment, everyone was gone but Hana and Priscilla was due to be coming over at any moment. She sat on the couch dressed in a white t-shirt with a dark green skirt and knee high white socks and she was killing time by reading a fashion magazine.

“Oooooooohhh, Alex.” Hana’s voice came as she slowly creep up to Alex.

“Hmmm?” Alex responded as she didn’t look away from the magazine.

“There’s, something I need to tell you.”

“What?” Alex asked sounding annoyed.

“I had to agree to something extra in order to sco
Spring, 1987 Somewhere in the southern U.S.A. Millie and Andrea Ronner rode their bikes down by the Ol' Johnson Farm. The two sisters were expressly forbidden to do so by their mother, although, that never stopped them from seeking excitement. Millie, a twelve-year-old precocious preteen with a hint of arrogance, led her younger sister down the desolate dirt road. Andrea, who just turned ten, quickly reminded her sister of the mother's warning. "Millie, remember what mama told us about getting too close to the Johnson farmhouse?" "Hush, now. I'm just taking a look. The place has been abandoned for a while now and I am just curious to see what it looks like." Millie continued pedaling closer to the home. With her curiosity out-of-control, she led her sibling closer. The home, surrounded by woods, was a picturesque location and ideal spot to be featured in one of the mystery novels that sit upon her bookshelf in her bedroom. They were in the shadow of the home, now. The sisters
This is my first experience with bondage and one of my favorites.
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i totaly would have done sooo much more with her and played with her :)

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