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This video follows directly on from 'Prisoner 26 Football Player In Bondage Part 3'. The prisoner assumed that he would be released after his time spent hogtied on the bed but this could not be further from the truth. His hogtie rope and leg restraints were moved and the prisoner was immediately shifted to the floor at the base of the bed where he was placed in a sitting position against the frame. A pair of handcuffs was passed through the bed frame and locked around his already roped wrists. A long length of rope was looped around his neck, tied around his upper body and then tightly tied off to the bed frame on both the left and right hand side of his body. The ropes which had been tied around his arms and upper body for the bed hogtie were left in place. The prisoner's upper body was now totally immobilised. The possibility of leaving the prisoner legs unrestrained was briefly contemplated but instead separate chains were padlocked around each ankle. His ankles were then brought up painfully close to his thighs and his ankle chains were passed around his thighs, through his groin area, pulled tight and then chained in place leaving the prisoner no hope of relieving the increasing stress on each leg. The prisoner had now been in restraints and captivity for over a day and was started to feel extremely tired and frustrated. The tight rubber hood was proving to be an extreme source of irritation due to the fact that any moisture released from the prisoner's head would collect inside. The two small nose holes would also easily slip away from the prisoner's nose again causing further discomfort. A rubber hood with small nose holes must once again be recommended as a excellent method of keeping a restraint captive under control. The immediate shift from the bed hogtie to this new form of imprisonment meant that the prisoner stayed in his current prison attire which consisted of a pair of small and revealing skintight white PVC shorts, soccer boots, shin guards and soccer socks and an Adidas hooded training top. Even though the prisoner was now extremely tired and wanted to be released there was more to come. As the saying goes - bondage isn't bondage until you want out...

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Sari-Sari's Hogtied & Carried Pose includes mesh wrist and ankle ties and is available at Anthem
AsteroidBox. Azrael Pants are rigged for Legacy M/F, Jake, Lara and eBody. Available in 10 colours with pattern and plain or fatpack with options to customise metals and boots. Midnight Order Event
Our second pose and prop set for Anthem's "Wild Wild West" July round. 🐎🍃
Original mesh props and bento pose, copy/mod
Includes arm and ankle rope restraint prop.
(Please use [ballet/pointe] feet for the female pose.)
She wasn't sure how she got there, but she knew the camera was only the beginning
Il mio viso durante le sessioni di sottomissione
For Anthem's "Wild Wild West" July round. 🐴👒
Original mesh props and bento poses, copy/mod
Includes arm and ankle rope restraint prop, 6 poses via HUD.
Hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and locked in chastity by mistress
Photography: DiEmotion (Dmitriy Kraynev)
If you want to support my work, you can do it here:
(it's helps to make more and give more)
Feel free to comments (even if it dirtiness, funny rude or just what you think good or bad). She also see it. So you can addressing directly to her.
To see all new, hot and interesting!
Hogtied while wearing pantyhose, socks, Keds, sweater, and shorts.
Photography: Dmitriy Kraynev (diemotion)
Bondage: Dmitriy Kraynev (diemotion)
Canon EF-S 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 USM II
If you want to support my work, you can do it here:
(it's helps to make more and give more)
Feel free to comments (even if it dirtiness, funny rude or just what you think good or bad). She also see it. So you can addressing directly to her.
To see all new, hot and interesting!
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.
Hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and locked in chastity by mistress
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unedited version (just a few adjustments in lightroom)
Due to some questions about the processed pictures,
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
~black metallic latex suit by LauscheLatex , Germany [out of business]
for complete set visit my website at llb1983•bplaced•net
do not use my pictures without my written permission!
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Reyja hogtied and played with by Jade Indica
Hogtied, gagged, blindfolded and locked in chastity by mistress
Naughty maid put away until service is needed.
Maybe she is wondering if her hogtied bootslave is able to crawl towards her for a serious bootlicking?
Also in the "Not a Stitch" exhibition.
Black Rose in a custom made straightjacket for her shoot at
Der geht nicht mehr weg,schön zusammengebunden . einfach geil.
take a rest,my baby.there will be more training for you later.
That was my first time to be tied up by a man,a reaaly good and friendly master,but when I am bondaged, he is more dominating and tough.I could not forget that feeling when he dragged the rope on my back and force me to walk or kneel,and trampled my back and ass when I was hogtied,totally resistless. I feel shame,helpless,but really excited.I just hope he can tied me more tightly next time.

WARNING: If you are shocked or offended by stories of girls being kidnapped, bound, gagged, and forced into a strange vehicle to be taken to God-knows-where for an uncertain fate, then DO NOT enter. I wrote these mostly for me and a few like-minded friends. If however you get seriously aroused or just plain enjoy the above-mentioned stuff, then enjoy it and screw the Raging Liberal Thought-Nazis.

Friday, April 25, 1986
Coronado High School, El Paso TX
2:30 pm

43-year-old Marty Reynolds was the janitor at Lincoln high school and had been for five years. He reflected on how fortunate he was to have his job as he changed the light bulbs in one of the side hallways. He had spent ten years in prison for sexual assault and murder. He had submitted a false application and false references including fake discharge papers from the U.S. Air Force. To the school board, he was Lorne Daniels, Technical Sergeant, US Air Force retired. Up on the ladder, he was screwing in the last bulb when the bell rang, sounding the end of the school week. He watched the throng of students, eager to get home and enjoy their weekend.

After five years of working there, he had gotten to know some of the students by their conversations, especially the girls. He knew which students were dealing drugs and what kind, he knew who was having trouble at home, whose parents had a rocky marriage, and who was having sex with who...and what kind.
The Janitor had also set up a kind of home in the long-forgotten steam tunnels under the school. It was more like a kind of lair. With his turbulent past, he mostly kept to himself, although he was friendly to the students and in his off time was more or less a hermit.
He had developed a healthy but concealed dislike for women. He was a remnant of a messy divorce and because of his ex-wife, his twenty-year-old daughter wanted nothing to do with him. This grated heavily at him because there was nothing he could do about it. Women were always getting over, he thought. If they looked good, they could do anything they wanted.

From up on the ladder he saw fifteen-year-old Christina Alvarado lock her books away in her locker. The previous Saturday, Christina had just had her quinceanera, the Latin celebration held on her fifteenth birthday that marked a girl's transition from childhood into becoming an adult. He remembered her talking at length about it. She was short, petite, with very light skin, shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes. Very rare for an Hispanic girl. She wore a coral pink ruffled blouse; skin-tight jeans with zippers where the cuffs closed an inch above her ankles; white ankle socks, and black ballet flats. He admired the way her jeans clung to her perfect ass and the way her breasts bounced with every step when she walked over to her best friend, Staci Waters.
"Hi Staci. What are you doing this weekend?", Christina asked.
"Not much. Catching up on homework. Are you going to Peter's party Saturday night?".
"Isn't that the idiot who lit a fart at his last party and got second degree burns on his ass?", Christina scowled.
"Yep. Sure is".
"I'll pass. Besides, I have a lot to do on the yearbook layout, so I'll probably be here late tonight."
"No rest for the wicked, I guess.", Staci smiled.
"Ummm. That's 'No rest for the weary', you dork.", she chuckled.
"How late are you working?", Staci asked.
"Probably 8:00 or 9:00."
"Damn! Well, come by tomorrow night at 6:00. We'll fix a pizza and watch a couple of movies."
"Okay. It's a deal", Christina said, turning on her heel and walking to the yearbook room. "See ya later."

Friday, April 25, 1986
Coronado High School, El Paso TX
6:17pm

Christina rubbed her eyes as she sat on her stool, trying to figure out the best way to align the text and pictures and what went where. She got up to go to the water fountain and stretch her legs. The hallway was very dim after school hours and she felt a bit apprehensive.
"Maybe I shouldn't have watched that Stephen King movie last night", she mused to herself. She had a very vivid imagination, which was playing tricks on her at the moment. Still, she couldn't help feeling she was being watched. She walked down the gloomy hallway, her shoes tapping a steady rhythm.
Marty watched from a shadowy corner as the pretty girl swept her blonde hair behind her ear and drank deeply. He pulled out a rag and a clear vial of chloroform. He poured the chemical onto the rag, as he heard Christina's approaching footsteps. She quickened her step toward where the light spilled out into the hallway. Suddenly she was pulled backward with something being held over her mouth and nose. Christina tried to struggle but she was being held firm with her arms pinned to her side. Her attacker pulled her up against him. Her legs bicycled in a vain effort to break free from the man's grasp. It wasn't long before the noxious vapors seeped into her brain and she slumped unconscious to the floor.

The janitor wasted no time. He dragged Christina into the cleaning closet and tied her wrists tightly behind her back. He wrapped her slender ankles in rope and tied them tightly together, before stuffing her mouth with a handkerchief and covering it with duct tape. He moved the folding ladder, mop bucket, and coiled water hose in order to open the small door, set low in the wall. He crouched low and dragged his teenage victim up under her shoulders into the tiny opening. Twenty feet further and the passage opened up to a standing height. He went back and secured the door, then slung the girl over his shoulders, carried her down the twisting passageway, and down four flights of steps. He unlocked a door with a key and hauled his ill-gotten prize inside. He sat her on a high-backed chair that was bolted to the floor with her arms behind the back rest. He tied a rope from the rope binding her wrists to one of the chair's support rungs. He did the same with her feet, before winding rope tightly around the chair and her upper body under her breasts.
"There. That'll hold you.", he mused to himself.

Friday, April 25, 1986
Coronado High School, El Paso TX
6:42pm

He went back up to the second floor where the yearbook room was located and got her purse. He pocketed out her wallet and car keys. He pushed in her stool, collected the items used to set the layout and put them back in the supply cabinet, logged her off the computer, turned off the light, and locked the door, leaving no trace of the teenager.
He went out in the parking lot, donned latex gloves, unlocked Christina's 1983 Volkswagen Beetle and drove it carefully through the large desert scrub bushes, until he came to a shallow stream. He turned left and bumped along over the rocks in the streambed. The water came halfway up the hubcaps. He drove into a long, narrow concrete tunnel that ran under the 375 loop that ran around El Paso. He knew from hunting in this area that there was a twenty foot pit that further controlled the flash flood waters when the summer rains came. He put the car into neutral, removed both license plates, squeezed his large and muscular frame out of her car, tossed her purse and car keys into the backseat, and made sure the windows were rolled down about two inches to release any air trapped in the car. He rolled the tiny Volkswagen forward until it sank out of sight. He watched the surge of bubbles until they stopped. Marty figured he could make the two mile walk back to the school in about 40 minutes, which meant he could get back to hostage by around 8:30pm or so.

Friday, April 25, 1986
Coronado High School, El Paso TX
7:52pm

Christina started to wake up and had the vaguest notion of a splitting headache. She tried to clear the cobwebs in her mind away by shaking her head. That only made the headache worse. As the fog slowly lifted from her mind, she wondered what had happened to her. The last thing she remembered was walking back to the yearbook room from the water fountain. She couldn't quite remember the rest. Where was she? How did get here? She tried to move but her arms were immobile, as were her legs. She gradually realized that she was tightly tied up with rope! Trying to scream, she felt something filling her mouth and something covering it. She was gagged! Then she started to remember being grabbed from behind and something being held over her mouth and nose. Christina realized with horror that she had been...kidnapped!
"MMMUUMMMPPHHHH!!", the little girl whimpered as she struggled desperately to get loose from the ropes. It was no use. She wasn't going anywhere. Why had she been abducted and by whom? Tears began to well up in her blue eyes as she wondered if she would ever see her family and friends again. Her muffled screams for help filled the room.

Friday, April 25, 1986
Coronado High School, El Paso TX
8:22pm

Marty looked at his watch as he walked up to his dark blue van. He parked the car on the next street up from the school near an empty lot. He then walked back in the school through the only unlocked door to the school. He went in the dark building and padlocked the door behind him so that anyone checking out the school, will assume nobody is there. He had eradicated all trace of the teenage girl. He went down the stairs to the steam tunnels and unlocked the door to find his quarry awake and frightened. It was an almost palpable and tangible scent, her fear, and he found it intoxicating. The young girl tried to cower away from him, as he locked the door behind them but could barely move.
"Well, look who's awake!", he grinned, pulling a .45 automatic pistol from his waistband and holding it to her temple. "Do you want to live through this, little lady?". She nodded and whimpered, her terror escalating.
"Good. Because if you don't do everything I tell you to do...suffice it to say there's plenty of places out in the desert to bury you.", Marty snarled, as he untied the ropes around her arms and upper body, the rope from her wrist ropes to the support beam under the chair and repositioned his hostage where her arms were no longer over the back of the chair.
"If you kick me or try to resist, you die.". She nodded her und
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