Struggling In Bondage
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Struggling In Bondage
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What a turn-on it is when a pretty woman is securely bound, gagged and struggling. Fighting her bondage and gag even though there is little hope of getting free. Struggling makes the difference between a boring scene and an exciting one. There are several types of struggling and they can occur at different times during a story. 1. Capture struggling Technically, capture struggling occurs prior to the heroine's actual bondage or as she is being bound. Although she is not restrained with ropes or tape, she is always restrained. Her captor(s) grab and hold her. Typically, she is also handgagged. So she is in bondage even before ropes or tape or other restraint is applied. Sometimes this can be as little as the heroine being grabbed from behind and dragged away, but the good scenes are much longer. Chloroform Struggling There are lots of people who enjoy watching a heroine being grabbed from behind (usually), her body pinned with an arm and a hand with a cloth clamped over her mouth and nose. She struggles. Finally, the fumes slowly put her to sleep and she slumps to the floor or into her captor's arms. This is technically before she bound, but usually she is quite helpless in the arms of her captor. The chloroforming cloth also serves to gag her while she is being chloroformed. ------------------------------ Natalie followed Laura down the dark hall. She didn't trust the 29-year dark beauty, but what choice did she have? Laura stopped in front of the last door on the right and put her finger to her lips. Natalie quietly opened the door and made a silent gasp at what she saw. Light fell on the 25-year old blond's shocked face from the brightly illuminated room. "We have to get the police!" Natalie whispered. She was totally unaware that Laura had gone into her coat pocket and had pulled out a cloth from a plastic bag. Laura's attack was shift and well-planned. She grabbed Natalie around her waist with one arm pinning the surprised girl's arms to her sides. Her other hand clamped the soaked cloth over Natalie's mouth and nose. Natalie's instinct was to inhale deeply, but then she smelled the sweet fumes from that breath. Instinctively, she knew that Laura was trying to chloroform her. To put her to sleep. Natalie managed to get one of her gloved hands up to the arm holding the cloth on her face. She pulled at Laura's arm, but the arm barely moved. She moved her feet to get better leverage, but Laura adjusted her stance to compensate. Natalie was getting desperate. Her lungs were crying for air, but Natalie knew what would happen if she inhaled. She squirmed in the arms of her attacker and could feel her soft silk blouse rub against her tingling skin...tingling from fear and excitement. "You have to breathe sometime, dear," Laura hissed in her ear. Finally, Natalie had to breathe. Not just one breath, but she gulped air through the cloth that her lungs demanded. The drug began to affect her at a more rapid pace and she felt her limbs get weaker and her eyes became blurry. Natalie still struggled against Laura's tight embrace, but she knew she had lost and wondered what would happen to her. Natalie's eyes fluttered as her mind went black. Laura held onto Natalie for a few more seconds, but then let the dead-weight slip to the floor. "What do we have here?" a man asked as he came to the door. "A snooper. Take her to the back room and reward her with some ropes and a gag to keep her quiet," Laura instructed as the man dragged Natalie into the room. ----------------------------------- Struggling While Being Forcibly Bound One of my favorite types of struggling is when the heroine is captured and is bound while resisting. I remember a video distributed by Harmony back in the day that had two women tying up a third while she struggled. All three women were standing. One short portion of the video simply showed the three sets of high heel shoes moving on the hard-wood floor as the woman struggled against her captors. It was great. ---------------------------------- Vivian couldn't believe what was happening. She had stopped unexpectedly to pick-up something at home and as soon as she walked in the door she was grabbed by two masked women. The taller woman had an arm around her waist and her other gloved hand over her mouth. The shorter woman was trying to tie her up. She had cord in one hand and a scarf and handkerchief in the other. Vivian could guess what they intended to and she wasn't going to let them. It was difficult for Vivian to get any traction on the glossy hardwood floor in the foyer. "Stop squirming, Mrs. Jones. It will do you no good!" the shorter robber hissed. Vivian responded by kicking the woman in her shin with her pointed high heel shoe. The shorter woman yelped in pain and grabbed her leg. Vivian elbowed the larger robber who lost her grip and stumbled against the wall. Vivian was free and moved towards the front door, which she opened. She saw the street. All that was in her way was a storm door, which she went to open, but then a gloved hand grabbed her hand and twisted her arm behind her back. Another gloved hand was clamped over her mouth. She was dragged back. The smaller woman closed the front door. Vivian's eyes were wide in terror. "That will be quite enough of that, Mrs. Jones," the shorter robber said in a calm voice and then she rabbit punched the helpless woman in the stomach. Vivian was pushed up against the wall, both her arms were forced behind her back and held by the taller robber. The shorter woman wrapped cord around her wrists. Vivian wanted to scream, but the punch had robbed her of the ability. She tried to pull her hands away, but the larger woman had a very tight grip on her. Vivian pleaded with the woman saying 'no, please' in a faint voice over and over. She was ignored as the cord tightened around her wrists and was tied off. Vivian was pulled back so her head was next to the short woman's face. Her hand grabbed Vivian's chin and her other hand started to push a wadded up handkerchief in Vivian's mouth. Vivian tried to shake her head free, but the robber held her firmly and pushed the cotton handkerchief into her mouth. Suddenly her head was free, but one of Vivian's own silk headscarves, a floral one, was wrapped over her stuffed mouth and knotted tightly at the back of her head. Vivian tried to scream, but retched on her gag. The robbers laughed. "Let's put her in the closet upstairs. She can struggle without alerting her neighbors in there," the taller robber suggested. They grabbed the bound woman and forced her upstairs. Vivian resisted, fighting every inch of the way, but knew that she was defeated. ---------------------------------------------- More on struggling and bondage next time... Copyright 2013 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions
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I have been tagged by *KP-Presents (https://www.deviantart.com/kp-presents) and :iconSirJerryLone: - gee, thanks guys. I'm honored, I think.
I am not going to follow the posted rules - sorry. I am not in favor of these types of trees. But the real reason is that these trees saturate very quickly. The people I would tag have already been tagged - some, like me, more than once. Enough is enough. As much as I like talking about my characters and I have a lot of them, I would rather be writing stories. So, onto the facts -
THE DUCHESS
The Duchess is on the left in the first image (Natasha is on the right). In the second image is of the Duchess bound and gagged. Both ill
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I still struggle to figure out what it is in female capture scenes I like. See, I know just seeing a woman squirming in bondage does minimal for me, but if other things are added to it... I just have to sort out all the side fetishes that trickle into here. Ironically, though I like the try-fail cycle of the capture for your second scenario above, I don't think it is for the bondage, but for the "she just might get away". Ironic in that I'm a writer and I understand there should be two, three try-fail cycles to make anything done by a protagonist or antagonist feel "properly" difficult. Or in other words, I'm trying to figure out what it would take for me to ever unconditionally like your work (regardless of our differences of opinion on scarves) and others that do stuff like it. Yeah, dA is a really weird place to be sorting something like this out, but *shrugs* I'm used to being weird, so... >_> I will be looking forward to future parts of this article ^^
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“My Daughters Found Me Bound and Gagged”
By: Dear Wendy
April 7, 2014
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It was nearly four when I heard the front door open. My children heard my “mmphs” and found me. I was determined to put up a strong front and tried to sound casual when they got the gag off, but it was an utterly humiliating ten minutes lying on that floor while they worked to get me untied. (They were very loving and comforting the whole time).
I am certainly proud of my girls, but my own pride is totally shot. I spent almost four hours thoroughly bound and gagged in a helpless heap. I couldn’t move, could barely lift my head. I must have looked ridiculous. I don’t want my friends and family to know how embarrassed I felt and still feel about being tied up, but if we go to that get-together it will be a topic of conversation. If I treat it casually, I will feel embarrassed; if I say I’d rather not talk about it, they will all know I’m embarrassed. Of course, if we don’t go, they will probably spend most of the time discussing my “terrible ordeal.” How should I handle Passover, and, more importantly, how do I regain some feeling of dignity? — All Tied Up
I am so sorry for what happened to you, and I’m sorry you feel embarrassed about something traumatic and scary that could have happened to anyone. I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you that your family or anyone who cares about you who might ask about how you’re feeling is only concerned for your well-being and would never think you have anything to be embarrassed about. You probably also don’t need me to tell you that having your power stripped from you in such a primal way and then having that lack of power displayed to your young daughters isn’t something you can easily process.
I suspect you probably have a lot of mixed emotions and “embarrassment” is kind of a catch-all phrase for those various reactions. I don’t mean to suggest you DON’T feel embarrassment, but I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t also feel anger, fear, sadness, relief, and maybe even a desire for revenge. Above all, I bet what you’d really like is to get the sense of power back that was stolen from you — perhaps the most valuable thing the burglars stole. And it’s probably difficult to feel empowered when you know others are thinking about you in a position of such victimization.
I suggest a few things: reporting the crime if you haven’t already and working with the police to give them as many details about the burglars as you can; talking to a professional who specializes in trauma; taking steps to make your home more secure; praising your daughters for their calm and loving response upon finding you in what was probably a very scary scene for them; praising yourself for raising such mature children; taking a self-defense course and/or doing an activity that empowers you physically and mentally (kick-boxing, for example, would be great). These are all things that will help you in the long-term feel good about how you handled/are handling the crime committed against you and that will also remind you that you have much to be proud about.
In regards to Passover with your family, I would think it would give the criminals more power to let them ruin what should be a happy get-together. If you really can’t stand the idea of facing anyone, then don’t go. But this is your family. These are people who love you and want to see that you’re ok. You have zero to feel embarrassed about, and showing up and letting your family see how well you are will only confirm that. If you don’t want to talk about what happened, a simple, “I’d rather focus on this special occasion of being together” should do the trick. I really don’t think people will hear something like that and immediately think you are simply too embarrassed to talk. What they will probably think is that it was a scary, traumatic event that you don’t feel up to re-counting at a family gathering, which is perfectly understandable and reasonable.
Bad things happen to people — even people with charmed lives. Unfortunately, that’s just the reality of the world we live in. You are not the first person who has lived through this kind of trauma and you won’t be the last. The good news about that is there are plenty of people who are trained and experienced in ways to help you. I hope you won’t let your pride keep you from getting that help, especially since you now have the power to help others through the actions you decide to take.
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I’m not sure why but something seems “off” about this letter.
Why is there no mention of a husband besides “happily married”?
Maybe the husband was on a business trip. Maybe he was visiting family. Maybe he’s deployed. Maybe she’s just too embarrassed to tell him about it since she seems embarrassed by this whole thing. There are plenty of possible scenarios.
Was this voluntary? Nowhere does the author indicate who tied her up or whether it was consensual. Something here doesn’t pass the smell test.
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April 7, 2014, 11:03 am
So I completely understand the feeling of embarrassmen
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