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As you may recall, Autumns sub-shop is what started us on this journey. We learned recently that after many years in the business the sub-shop is going to be closing their doors. With that in mind, Johnny bought a new outfit and gag that hes been wanting for a while. Autumn designed this gag for effectiveness and comfort and with her discounts, we could now afford one. Unfortunately the PVC dress wasnt made with the same quality and odds are that the first time I wore it will be the last as well. But the gag worked out nicely
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A while ago Johnny wanted to do an Alice in Wonderland theme so I bought an outfit that was not alice, but had to do with the story. He Never liked the outfit though, so we decided to give it another shot. He got a hold of another Alice Costume. So if you were in wonderland what would you do?
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Johnny sat me back on the bed and pulled out the camera. Then he tied my feet to my knees, which is something somewhat new.
(video to follow)
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Johnny knows I do not like ballgags. Its almost comical, he has tried everything to get me to like them. Never works, they just hurt your jaw after a while. He finally removed it and placed me on the couch. Johnny always says, its not bondage without a gag. With that in mind, he put a THICK cleave gag on me.
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Maybe he could sense that I could remove the ballgag when he wasnt looking? Maybe he could tell my jaw was really starting to hurt? Or maybe he just wanted to see me in another gag? Either way he removed the ballgag and stuffed a pair of my panties in my mouth, yuck! I thought he was just getting a souvineer when I saw him take them and put them in his pocket. He then grabbed an ace bandage and with one hand held my head in place and the other proceeded to wrap my head, covering my mouth and securing the mouth packing in place.
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The wad of cloth in my mouth was soaked, so much so that I started to cough. Not an easy thing thing to do with a cleave gag holding it in place. Didnt matter, Johnny grabbed the spreader bar and tied my feat apart. I think it was in hopes that he might catch a climpse of my panties in the picture. I was going to try my hardest to keep that from happening though
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Maybe I was strugling to much? He decided to pull my pants down half way. The thing is, this is like adding a rope, besides making the room colder. I struggled all the same and he just kep recording me, taking brakes to snap a picture or two, or three....
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I decided to surprise johnny one night and bought this cute red and black nightie. I didnt even have time to make the bed when he got home. I guess I should have expected to be handcuffed and gagged?
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I had another upcoming trip for work and Johnny thought it would be nice to purchase a new outfit for me. He got me a blue and white pencil skirt and a white shirt. Th shirt is rather boring and I mentioned how it looked like a secretary outfit. Before long I ended tied with my hands behind my back and a ballgag secured in my mouth. He tied the ropes really tight and sat me on an uncomfortable stool as well.
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I guess he got tired of looking through my stuff. The next thing I know Im off the chair and sitting on the desk. Hes just sitting there staring at me. im being displayed. Its at this point I think to myself that hes enjoying this and some part of me is as well.
on a side note:
Not to worry folks. The next couple of updates will have plenty of videos. In the mean time here is part II of my business trip. If you have any ideas for upcoming shoots please email us at maladaptiveb@yahoo.com.
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Part II
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Johnny removes the ballgag and my jaw is a little sore. As I started to get fealing back in my jaw, he quickly stuff a wad of cloth in my mouth and secured it with a bandanna. I guess I wasnt going to complain.
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I guess I am struggling a little too much in my Hollywood Diva shirt and jeans. Johnny takes a small length of rope and ties my feet to my hands, resulting in a hogtie. I love being hogtied, so I just struggle more. The next thing I know, he's got the video camera out.
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Every so often I have to go on the road for work. I am working at my laptop, doing update when a maintenance man breaks in. He finds my bag of toys- by toys, I mean bondage gear. Before long I am bound and silenced with a ballgag. He tries securing my hands to the armrests on the chair, but this just proves he is an amateur at restraint. I easily escape. He then secures my hands behind my back and uses my spreader bar. I fear why he has chose to use a spreader bar, but his attention is quickly turned away from me. He rustles through my things while I sit and struggle in my bonds. And, all he gets away with, in the end, is the memory of me in bondage. Hey, I figure that should make any burglar's day! Now, maybe I should just stay like this until Johnny gets home?
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On the last day at this hotel, Johnny wanted to do a bondage shoot while I was just wearing lingerie. I was a bit tired of shooting, I came on the trip to relax and we have shot so many white lingerie XXXX before. He pestered me until he made a deal. There was a friendly's icecream parlor down the street, if I did the shoot he'd buy me some icecream. Gentleman, chocolate and icecream is all it takes. He didn't realize it, but I actually like being tied and sometimes gagged. It's the time it takes to get ready that drives me nuts. But, we were all good after the ice cream offer! I put on a white bustier, with my sunflower satin panties and stockings, fixed my hair, did my make up and even smiled! :)
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While in Southern Florida, we were going to go out to a steak house and have a nice dinner without the kids. I wanted to get dressed up but johnny kept insisting that I wear jeans and a T-shirt to a steak house. I guess I took too long because before long I ended up on the bed with my feet tied together and my hands behind my back. I couldn't exactly protest with the wad of mouth packing and the cleave gag holding it in place. The more I wiggled though, the more he seemed to enjoy it.
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It's the New Wild West and Johnny has been travelling all day by horse. He's ready for a cold drink and a little entertainment, so he heads into the little Saloon on Main Street. After a tall ale slides his way down the counter, he takes notice of one of the little ladies dancing on the balcony above. She's petite, curly brown hair and a big feather in her hair. She slides around blithely keeping the patrons merry. Well, Johnny takes another sip of his beer and then figures that this little lady, that goes only by Jackie, would look really good tied up in his room at the New Wild West Inn. So, he goes up to Jackie and talks her into seeing what happens to a pretty little face like hers. She ends up in Johnny's room trussed up in his unusually long lasso. The rope binds her over her gloves at the wrists, over her stockings at the knees and over her tall boots at the ankles. Then, he ties her wrists to her knees, so she can't get away! Finally, Johnny renders her speak-easy-less with a whopping red ball gag! He watches as Jackie wiggles around willingly for about a minute or two, before he decides that there is more trouble to be had in this little town. He leaves her there to fend for herself and tells her he might come back later. Hopefully her boots are made for walkin' !
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Eventually I am tied with my hands to my ankles and asked to recite the safety rules on the airplane. I can wiggle around but can't escape. And, who knows if anybody can understand a word of my announcements! If only I can get to my bag, I have a nail file in there. Flight attendants have it the worst!
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As night apporaches I am released from the medieval device holding me upright. My dainty pirate dress is ruffled and I can't feel my hands well, so I offer little resistance. I am placed on the floor as my too short skirt jumps up. And, my feet are bound together while my hands are secured firmly behind my back and to a pole. I falsely assume I can remove my gag, as it is a cloth cleave gag and absolutely sopping wet. My mouth, however, has completely run dry. Of course, I am also shocked when my cloth gag becomes a ball gag. Did they even have ball gags in the 18th century? Hmmmm....I'll have to do some research. After I am let go, naturally. :)
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More pictures from my hogtie while in my beerwench costume:) Hey! Tied up wench, the beer is not going to walk over here to me and twist it's own lid off!
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Flight Attendants have the hardest job. They have to not only serve XXXX passengers, field people trying to grab their behinds all day, or get tied up by the Captain, because their skirt is not short enough to entertain the flight crew. Well, I conclude that my dress isn't short enough for their viewing pleasure, when Captain Johnny pulls out the rope and goes to town! I guess he thinks that I might be able to escape, even with my hands tied behind my back. So, he "gives my arms a break" and ties them in front to my ankles. But, to make sure I won't pull my gag off, he ties my elbows as well. All I can do is sit and wait to be released. Now, this is flying in style!
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Johnny gets tired of me struggling in the low light of our laundry room, so he takes me into his entertainment room, ie the man cave. I am allowed to remove my ballgag, and I struggle but manage to get it off. He then re-ties my feet and my arms behind my back and plops me down on the couch. I start to dissent as he turns the tv on and begins watching it. No sooner than the first words of grievance fills the air then he is off the couch and putting a cloth gag on me. Laundry day is a muckraker! ;)
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Unable to stand, without the assistance of rope that is, he lets me lay down. Little did I know that I will be hogtied and regagged. At least it is not the harness trainer gag anymore, even though it was a ballgag. I decide to struggle around a bit. I actually really like Hogties. This is the price you have to pay for good service. Shall I beer wench anymore? ;)
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Just when I think I am safe and relaxed I am tied to a giant St. Andrews cross in my not so period worthy pirate costume. I've never had to walk the plank before, but can't exactly protest through the cloth that is covering my mouth (if that is indeed the plan), Matey! All I can do is glare and shake in anticipation, of what might come next. And hope they think I am charming enough to keep on board. ;)