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A nationally ranked body builder, Kathy Johansson was delving into some kinky stuff when we met. And that work out just right for us.
Give the girl a leather waist cincher, wicked thigh-highs and a set of undies that don't do much to hide anything, and she's all purry Kat, not glam Kathy. With just the least bit of encouragement, she will slide out of that nearly transparent bra, to reveal those DD breasts. The muscles ripple as she works her way out of the panties, holds them to her face for a nice, long moment, and teases by biting on them before casting them aside.
Those long, lean legs fill out the stockings. And her high, high heels make her close to 6-4.
But the most pleasant surprise from the strip is those lovely rings piercing her tender flesh. The nipple ring gives her a nice punctuation, but the hanging clit rings speak of the wild side she hides so well.
A little naughtiness has to be rewarded, so Kat gets to wear a chainmail choker and cuffs. Her hands look so nice resting on those giant breasts, a little chain works fine to keep them there.
Then, it's time to decorate the lady.
First, some nice, hard nipple clamps, tightened enough to make her jump, but not enough to bring tears. Then, some new all-metal and chain clamps get attached to the nether rings, stretching her out for better view.
Just as a body builder would, she stands and shows off her adornments, basking in the flash of lights and the attention. As she sits and spreads, it's clear the process is pleasing her as much as it is us. The gal really is a show-off.
When she thought everything was done, we tried one more fun trick and attached the clit rings to her nipple ring with the new chain. That kept her in a rather awkward position, because the waist cincher didn't allow her to bend much.
But what a sight: A world-class body-builder hunched over and exposed, looking a little concerned about our next set.
And she did it all just because she was told to. Isn't it amazing how many guises domination and submission come in? Kathy is strong, Kat is hot. And the little sex kitten is a wonderful subbie.
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That little Canadian Minx Traci Tropics is usually bubbly, talkative and utterly irrepressible.
But sometimes, it's nice to have some quiet time with somebody.
That's what we have on this second testing of Traci.
She had learned from earlier bondage photos that chatter wasn't part of the mix. And that a little pain was coming her way. Yet, she agreed to another testing because it's so foreign to her usual life.
Setting her up against the cross, we just started out enjoying the vision of this little blonde stripped naked and ready to please us. And a delight for the eyes she was.
It didn't take her long to get into the mood. Some cuffs (and hooking them to the chains behind her) helped to enhance her vulnerability.
Then, Traci was told to assume a number of positions, all without aid of her hands. Because of her fitness and strength, she was able to unfold her legs, move around and ultimately settle in a new position where many people would have been foundering.
The silver clamps were a surprise to her. She had played with them before the set began. But having them hang off her nipples like that was exquisite torture. Traci's nips are ultra-sensitive, so the pressure was agony.
Once we understood just how much we could get to her, we obviously went back for more. The tiny clips provided an intense sensation, but their removal is what really got her going.
Since she was blindfolded, she could only guess at what we were going to do next. This time, it was the huge clamps she had endured before, only this time the weights were going to take their full effect as she sat there. Previously, we had let her hold the chain in her teeth to alleviate the pressure. But this time, it was all on her nipples.
As you can see, she had a very nice reaction as the blood flowed back, causing her to clutch her breasts, letting out a deep sigh of breath she hadn't known she was holding.
Her nipples were like rocks from the attention, but we weren't done yet.
Traci had never felt the bit of a whip or the sting of a flogger. So, we turned her around and gave her a few lessons in how to handle this different type of pain.
Her delicately marked flesh glowed in the light, but she is one of those fast healers on whom the marks from a good whipping fades quickly.
For that reason,laying down the lacework of switch marks and then turning her back and ass pink from the XXXX took some effort. If she had been easy to mark, she never would have had to suffer so many lashes with the various whips and floggers.
But who's complaining?
The result, as you can see, is a woman who has achieved a different state of being, a quietness and calm that she seldom experiences. Her entire attention on the sensations and experiences she has felt, Traci could hardly whisper a thank you. But thank us she did.
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Over a two-day period, Giovanna showed her ability to handle all kinds of torment. Even after the first day didn't go too well because she had too much on her mind, she was practically bouncing with enthusiasm for the second day's shooting.
Because we had discussed it the previous day, she knew it was going to end with a whipping, administered by numerous devices. Because she has done serious hard-core work with folks like Anabolic films, she figured this would be easy, so she was grinning and giggling when she showed up.
Earlier in the evening, we did some figure work, some artistic XXXX of her and some intense breath play, where she nearly XXXX (More on that in a later update). We downloaded images, let her see what we'd accomplished.
Then, it was time for the XXXX she had waiting for her.
Still naked from her earlier shoots and now a lot quieter, Giovanna slowly walked up to the bondage cross where she would be cuffed. She silently offered her wrists, and didn't flinch as her hands were bound over her head. She eyed the camera as it was set to capture the action. And she squinted into the light that would provide the detail for the shoot.
As she was being positioned for best shadows, she looked up and in a small voice, she asked: "Are you going to hurt me now?"
"Isn't that what you came for?"
"Yes, but I'm tired."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No."
"Being tired will mean you won't have to suffer as much, because you'll react better."
"I guess you're right."
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, sir."
With that, the XXXX started. Slowly at first, a few stiff impacts to get her attention, but mostly just enough to tingle her nipples. It didn't take long for her face to betray the sensations she was receiving. The continued onslaught to her breasts gradually pinkened them. Giovanna is not one to mark up easily, so her skin just soaked up the blows.
But her mind was obviously going elsewhere. Her looks at the camera showed she was aware that as long as it could keep capturing photos, she was going to suffer. When the single tail caught the tip of her right nipple, her body convulsed with the pain.
Still, Giovanna stood there, hands reaching over her head, her body the target for the various leather implements.
After awhile, her constant head-tossing had pushed her hair all in her face. And her constant back-talk was getting annoying. A little bondage tape took care of both. It also gave a clear shot for some final blows to that beautiful little body.
If Giovanna had been tired before her ordeal, she was XXXX afterward. She staggered off to the bedroom to recuperate.
About 20 minutes later, she was in the computer room, admiring herself in her pain, pointing out which pictures captured her as she almost called a halt to the punishment.
She had achieved a new endorphin high. As she sipped her designer water and watched herself being beaten, she smiled in appreciation. That was her. That was real.
Giovanna was tired, but better yet, she felt whipped and used. What a fitting end to her day.
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Dollyesque was feeling full of herself when her master brought her to the dungeon. In fact, she was sashaying around as if she owned the place. Let's just say that attitude had to change.
Of course, we enjoyed her efforts to distract us from the paid that lay ahead for her. But there's no way we could let her know.
Instead, we sternly gave her orders for how she was to show off, what she was supposed to do and when she was supposed to stop. (The girl was just having too much fun; that would have to wait.)
Soon, she learned that her efforts not only didn't help her any, they actually were adding to her torment for the rest of the session. As with many women with pierced nipples, Dollyesque loathes nipple clamps. So, we pulled out the clovers, perhaps her least favorite, and put them on perpendicular to her piercings. That gave her an extra measure of pain, because the metal was pushing back.
Making her pull up those firm breasts using the clamps chain was a lot of fun. She started out looking cross, but we told her to smile because it makes her look younger. (She's plenty attractive without smiling, but what were we going to say?)
So, Dollyesque smiled through the pain at almost every turn. Isn't it great when a slave does stuff like this?
Just when she thought things were getting better, she was told to remove the clamps and put them on her pussy instead. Ouch! Once the shock of the sensation wore off, she started riding the endorphins and smiled prettily for the camera.
Next step: Take them off of the pussy and put them back on the nipples.
Because of the handcuffs, the process was awkward and extra-painful. But Dollyesque kept going till she had those little buggers transferred. Because she couldn't get her hands turned properly, she was stuck with putting the clovers right on the tips of her nipples, the most sensitive spot.
Once there, we had her play with them some more. Handing them to her so she could hold the chain in her mouth gave her a bit of panic, but she worked through it.
Finally, she was asked if she wanted them off. She nodded politely. So, we started pulling on the chain till they came off of first her left nipples, then her right.
In the end, it was all Dollyesque could do to turn up the corners of her mouth. You couldn't really call it a smile, but it was all she could muster.
Hmmm... Where's the glass? (Just a hint of what's to come.)
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Estelle, that cute little gal whose pouty lips and perky tits are irresistible, also has an imagination that won't quit. So, on a boring trip through the park, her mind drifted to one of her fantasies.
She had been abused the night before by a Master whom she'd never met before. But her desire for abuse and humiliation had not been quenched. Maybe it never would.
What would happen if that guy over there with the camera was really a Master? Maybe he would take her home and train her?
Her head began to rush with thoughts of how she could be used. How about some teasing? First, the Master would make sure she had a good look around, so she could see what just might happen to her. The cage, the cross, the whips. All for her, if she was patient.
First, she was bound to the cross, those cute little overalls pulled down, along with her panties. Exposing her pussy that way gave Estelle chills. She so hoped the Master would treat her this way.
Moments later, shreds of her t-shirt hung around her hips. Finally nude from the breasts down, she awaited the next abuse, which would come in the form of a ball gag. She hated gags, but she knew men loved to see her with one in her mouth. That's because she's a little drool factory, soaking through the red sweater and all down her belly, the drool collecting along her pussy.
The chill from that drying made her squirm. Would the Master understand her humiliation and make her do this? Of course he would.
But humiliation wasn't all she would suffer. Serrated plastic clips were placed on her tits and down her sides, just to keep her attention. And the gag went back in when she smart-mouthed the Master.
After a bit, the master would, she knew, want to go on to something different.
So, she was finally rid of the pins and gag. But still, her body was beautiful with her drool streaming down it. And her tit was perfect with the indentations and pinkness that came from the clips.
Not to mention a drop of spit hanging from it.
What would this master want from her next? Estelle didn't know. But she was looking forward to it.
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The good news is that Crystal Frost is back. There is no bad news.
Crystal puts it simply. She came back to doing bondage shoots because she likes "getting tied up and played with." Who couldn't love an attitude like that?
So, when she buzzed through Ohio to visit friends, she stopped by for a little "playing with." Things didn't go exactly as she planned, but she certainly seemed to like it.
Instead of rope, we used a leather armbinder. Instead of tying her feet, we just pulled her panties down on her thighs, so her movement was limited.
Funny thing, she forgot to take off her glasses before we started. They looked so cute, no matter how much she pleaded, we left 'em on her!
Crystal seemed to enjoy the restrictiveness, but when the thin crop came out, she became a little apprehensive. A few smacks with it, and she knew this little implement was serious. You could see the wheels turning, as she started to move away from it. That just brought on a few really intense whacks, and she learned fast not to shrink from the punishment.
We abused her breasts, her butt, her thighs and her pussy. We gave her a nice red glow all over. And as much as she kept flinching, her body gave her away.
Those erect, wonderful nipples were pointing skyward, asking for some attention. So, we used them for a crop rack as we changed camera positions and got her ready for more abuse.
Crystal sure was relieved when this set ended, but she had plenty more to come.
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There are some days in the life of a photographer when it's obvious that things are not going to go according to plan. And sometimes, that's just perfect.
Case in point: The Kayce and Lori caper. Two chicks from DC. They needed some pictures. No problem. Get to the room by 10 a.m. They'll be ready. No problem.
Get to the room by 10 a.m., they're not ready. Problem? Not really.
Because after a few minutes of makeup and hijinx, these two minxes showed why they weren't dressed yet. After a little French kissing and groping, Lori grabbed Kayce's tongue between her teeth and just wouldn't let go. That's when the fun started.
Kayce threw Lori down on the unmade bed, and proceeded to lick her top to bottom. It didn't take long for Kayce to have her head buried between Lori's café au lait thighs. Being the naughty oral babe, Kayce wound up with a tongue full of Lori's juices, which she dribbled back out, then went back for more.
Sometimes, a photographer just has to let things go. This was one such time. Besides, the gals didn't seem to care that the flash was going off. Finally, the moment of truth came for Lori. Kayce kept sucking on Lori's clit till Lori just exploded.
The sweet kissing after the orgasm seemed to be the end. But no. Lori decides to return the favor. They take a quick look at the clock. Almost time for lunch. Let's work in one more orgasm, how 'bout it?
Lori brought a bit of devilment to the dalliance, pulling out a little "toy" that emphasizes the fun part of a sex toy. It didn't take her long to dig into Kayce's pussy, though, getting six fingers inside and stretching Kayce out till she had to ask for mercy. (That did take awhile, 'cause Kayce was having fun.) Then, the little vibrator on the clit kept Lori's mouth buzzing for a bit. Just when Kayce was about to come, Lori started using her hands, and Kayce reached down to guide her. In seemingly no time, Kayce's orgasm had her writhing all over the bed.
Lori, quite proud of herself, refused to stop stimulating Kayce and had her nearly XXXX, hands in the air, until another wave of orgasms crested and fell.
Gee, anybody want some lunch? And, gals, I sure hope you didn't need any fashion photos!
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Je C, a cute little thing from Detroit City, loves it tight. Rope, spaces, cuffs. OK, she doesn't like her clamps tight. (As if...)
When she rolled into town this week, I had her bed all set up for her ... in the dungeon. This update is the first portion of the evil that we did to the happy little camper. She makes faces and struggles, but you can tell she loves being tied up, locked tight and played with.
One of Je C's greatest talents is her ability to drool all over herself and everything around her. At one point, she had palms full of drool, as she was trying to catch it to keep it from getting all over her. And why was she drooling so much?
Let's just say that one of the gags didn't taste so good. Yuck, latex that burns!
So, we gave her a break and some mouth wash. Oops. She forgot what the mouthwash would do for any further gagging, such as the bit gag or the dental gag. If her mouth was open with a gag, the girl was gushing!
But she does, indeed, like her bindings tight. Yet, she also loves the struggle. Getting free of one particularly simple tie made her so happy, so we inquired if she wanted to be in something from which she couldn't escape. That didn't really appeal to her, but it did to us.
So, we reverted to padlocks and cuffs as restraints. That kept her hands out of the way and allowed us to play around with various implements of destruction.
Next time, you'll see what happened when we let her off the bed. Let's just say that great things come in small packages.
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After years of glam/fetish work, there isn't much Samantha St. James (Sam to her buddies) hasn't seen. She's a consummate professional, and enjoys her work. She was spending a lot of time in Ohio at the time, so she finally decided a trip to femmeXotique was in order.
After the harsh lights of video productions and the mammoth strobes of some studios, she was surprised to find herself in a stone room with one small window and some tungsten light from the other side. The experience was going to be much more like being a captive/slave than she was expecting.
From the pretty-girl stuff with feathers and boas, Sam rapidly was placed in the submissive state she needed. Those wonderful breasts, with their oh-so-sweet nipples just about begged for attention. That's where we started, with Samantha wincing as the first clamps took hold. That would be just the beginning of a round of breast attention that would, at times, take her breath away.
As the sun shifted in the sky (yes, it was a long time that she had those clips on), Samantha was flooded with a warm ray of sunshine that accentuated both her beauty and her predicament. By this time, she had clothespins on her lower lips, double scissor clamps on her nipples and a real appreciation for a sub's life.
The sunbeam fled within a few minutes, and the light shifted back to its bluer hue. Of course, Samantha wasn't done yet. She still hadn't met the long glass dildo. So, join us for Chapter 2 of Samantha's day (and evening) in the dungeon.
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Spending a week at a friend's farm in Virginia can get rather boring. After all, how many foggy morning photos can you take? So, it was time to find a slave for the day.
Enter Sister Dee.
She had no trouble navigating the back roads of Virginia, but she did appear a little antsy when she arrived.
No problem, really, just a little unusual, we're thinking. So, we head inside, where she's ordered to strip and show off her body for us. THAT is when it became apparent why Sister Dee was acting that way. She was already excited.
In fact, she was so excited that she was practically dripping on the bed.
This is a chick who likes her bondage! Of course, we had to accommodate her. After all, the long drive deserved some reward, right?
We started off simple: collar, cuffs, some nipple clips, a little tugging and straining. Then, we attached some nasty little cones and started twisting. With each twist, her nipple piercings pulled those lovely, soft breasts farther into the cone.
With Sister Dee breathing deeply and sighing, we eventually tired of that game and tried some others.
The wheel on her tongue and various other devious moments merely whetted her appetite.
Luckily, we had several more hours of Sister Dee, which will be unveiled in future photo sets.
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Getting together with Jenni Lee to shoot for femmeXotique and her own BoundNWet.com was like stepping into another world. Suddenly, everything "normal" and "typical" was turned on its head.
No longer was bondage relegated to dark corners of the house. Here, Jenni Lee was likely to have a row of ball gags drying in the guest bathroom as she was to have spare towels.
So, what could be more natural than to hear Jenni call out to Matt: "Can you tie me up, honey?" Yep, our bondagette actually begs to be tied up, anytime, anywhere. This set of Shibari ties, courtesy of Matt, came from just one such request.
Of course, when he deigns to tie her up, he has to inflict a little extra twist of the ropes, a special tug as he leaves, something to let her know he's both amused and a little put upon. So, bit by bit, she finds herself on a bright Saturday morning tied and pretzeled on their stairway in their suburban home. It's a picture of twisted domestic tranquility, as she finds herself ever more tightly tied and unable to move.
That doesn't mean it's easy for her. You can see the crotch rope rubbing her raw. Even her toes get a workout as she tries not to slide down the stairs. And the cats rubbing against her face literally tickled her pink, as she tried not to sneeze from the tickling under her nose.
So, if you've ever wanted to see a little slice of domestic life from a professional and lifestyle bondage babe, here it is. Look closely to see how much she enjoys the ropes.
Jenni Lee asked for it, she got it and she loved it. Life was good in the world of BoundNWet.com. And because of that, we get a taste of it here on femmeXotique, too. Enjoy.
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These days, Dragon Lily is noted as a dominatrix on the Left Coast. But we know what kind of gal she really is. Pain is her game, and she takes great pride in being able to handle anything that is dished out.
One day when we were shooting with Ivy Faulkner and Dragon Lily, there came a lull in the work. Outside, it was steaming hot, so we all gathered in the femmeXotique hotel "headquarters" for a little R&R. What better time to put DL through her paces?
With Ivy lolling about on a bed, DL's escort trying not to look and a wide-eyed mainstream photographer looking on, Lily stood in the corner and let us play with her like a bondage Barbie doll. Only she's life size, soft in all the right places and very much a warm plaything.
Simply put, Lily absorbed all this and more. And she enjoyed herself!
First, the cuffs and a big, heavy lock to hold her in place. Next, a pointy dog collar to let her know her place during the proceedings. And clover clamps, just to start things off with an appropriate level of intensity.
The big red ball gag was a lovely addition, straining her jaw.
As the light streamed in from the window, we kept making adjustments to Lily's attire. A ring gag. Tighter clamps.
It didn't take long to realize that putting a ring gag in Lily's mouth guaranteed gushers. This woman's drool is endless. And she stood in the air-conditioned room, shivering as rivulets ran down her body. The hotel staff probably wondered how that part of the floor got so wet!
After dealing with the spit, a rubber blindfold and further humiliation, Lily got to look around at the amused faces. She couldn't help but smile.
But her endurance lesson was far from over. Next came the huge bronze clamp set, followed by heavy weights, distending those lovely breasts to the point where you could see skin stretching around her neck, if you were close enough.
Did she get away with just standing there? Hell no. First, we had her lean forward, which maxed out the pull on her nipples. Then, she was told to swing the weights like a pendulum.
As each command was given to her, Lily complied with total abandon. Her breasts are so firm that the clamps had to be placed right on the nipple. So, her little dance was sending pain shooting through her brain.
Finally, we tired of that, too.
So, the clamps came off, and the gag came out. And Lily smiled into the camera, a pretty, disarming smile.
Lily, we said, are you ready for your XXXX now? Just look at the big smile that ends this set. That's your answer.
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For most people, going to bed is a time to relax, to feel comforted and cozy. Or to have sex with someone you're close to. But for Kelly, climbing on the bed meant being tied to the headboard, clamped, vibed, flogged and teased.
Boy, was she delighted!
At first, Kelly just hung there in the ropes, but then she realized she could touch herself, even as the clamps bit into her tender nipples. She shyly showed off her rope marks afterward, but was ready for another ride with handcuffs.
This is when we really began the tease I earnest.
With the little vibrator inside and clamps on her lower lips, Kelly soon began to feel the effects. A sly smile spread over her face, as she tried not to let the attention get to her.
So, we switched clamps. Those clover clamps definitely got to her.
She kept shifting, trying to find some way to get rid of the shooting pains. But to no avail. Finally, she broke out in nervous laughter, arched her back and begged for the end to this particular torture. It turns out those big grins of hers come out when she's hurting the most.
A few unguarded moments showed how relieved she was, but also how the endorphins were still racing, still giving her a rush.
Finally, she was placed prone on the bed, cuffed and flogged.
Her back soon came lose to matching the pink in those sheets. But Kelly never uttered a word of protest.
Rolling her over, giving her front a light XXXX and then stuffing the crop in her mouth just produced a satisfied, glazed, exhausted look.
Exactly what you want to see on a slave's face after a session.
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Spending time with Iris is always rewarding. She's a wonderful bundle of contradictions.
First, she doesn't really like pain, but she'll bend over for a vigorous caning under the right circumstances.
Then, she lives a quiet life in a quiet little town, but she's willing to do the dirtiest things if you ask her to.
So, of course we offered her lots of opportunities to suffer and plenty of chances to be dirty. Who could resist?
The most recent visit was in Wisconsin, where we took her out and paraded her around, letting her anticipate what was to come. Fully covered? Sure. Underwear? What's that?
Then, we took her back to our little shooting area, stripped her of that garb and put her in the schoolgirl skirt and shirt. Her little tease showed us she was totally ready for her ordeal.
After she got to show off a bit, we went straight to the pain: A good caning that striped her ass and left her practically XXXX.
This round of abuse culminated in a good fucking by her "friend" from an earlier shoot, but this time she took it in the ass.
Give Iris credit, because this round was preceded by one in Ohio, where she was flogged to the point of crying, took a good invasion from her "friend," the dick on a stick, and then a caning and spanking that left her bruised.
Through it all, Iris love the attention and appreciated everything done to her. There's nothing better than a sub who recognizes that any time the Master offers to her is something to be relished, appreciated and savored.
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Yes, Jenni Lee is one of the sweetest subbies you'd ever want to find. And yes, she's pretty and totally undemanding.
But she's had this idea for years that she should be able to emulate the domme personality, to take over the way other subbies have.
So, when we suggested that she try on the chaps and show a little attitude, well, she didn't require much persuading.
Only trouble is, Jenni just doesn't have it in her to be a domme. At least not yet. Instead of being domineering, she looked like a hot little sex kitten in all that leather. The crop became a proper for her to get off on, not a threatening device.
There are upsides to every adventure. Given some time to explore this (for her) new persona, she fell in love with herself all over again.
After she spanked her pussy with the crop, it became clear that she was getting seriously turned on. The bold, in-your-face open-leg stance was making her very aware of herself. So, she quickly dug in, playing with herself and challenging herself to get more and more into that wide-open hole.
Funny thing is that she had never gotten four fingers inside, so this turned out to be a really new experience for her, as she stretched herself beyond what she thought was her limit.
Ultimately, after she'd had her fun, she just sat there, spreading herself, wanton, waiting.
Waiting for what she knew would happen: That the master would come in and catch her. She heard him on the stairs, but just stayed there with a couple of fingers spreading herself wide open. She didn't even smile, but she knew that all hell was about to break loose. Just the way she wanted it.
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Some time back, Kat had purchased these hot latex ballerina boots, with matching gloves. But she never seemed to find the right outfit to go with the boots and gloves. So....
Time and again, photographers had been uninterested in shooting her in boots and gloves. What??!!!? It's true.
You're getting the first chance to see Kat in her fetish boots, her piercings on full display and her lack of mobility putting her in this wonderful, needy mood.
For some reason, the combination made Kat purringly happy and delightfully raunchy. Kat, by and large, isn't exactly your fetish, crazy wench. She's more your disciplined, careful babe. So, watching her transform into this show-it-all vixen was loads of fun. Instead of having to be told to open her legs a little more, a little more, a little more, she was concentrating herself on balancing, which pushed her crotch right into the camera.
Her amusement at the metamorphosis is clear in some of the XXXX. But she loved the risk she was taking, reveled in the attention the high boots brought to her femininity. And what a body this is.
Very few on the training circuit would ever expect the always-covered Kat to be this open, this bold, this hot. Little do they know just how much heat she has.
Of course, having Kat expose herself like this is fun indoors. But getting her outside, in the desert sunset, proved just as much fun. There she was, totally embarrassed, knowing the neighbors could see her in that skimpy, sheer dress. Once we got her out there, it was only a matter of minutes before we had her exposed to the neighborhood. (Funny thing, nobody complained!)
Having naked body builder chicks lolling about in the yard must be a common occurrence (not!).... All in all, the days spent with Kat were a blur of new and different experiences for her. She didn't exactly know why she went a bit further than ever before, but she had to admit that it was a total rush for her to let her sexy side take over.
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That little cutie Estelle's stay with us at femmeXotique provided us with opportunities for all kinds of devious play. We even did some pretty, artistic stuff with her.
Which is where today's story begins.
Estelle had been lolling about on satin sheets as we shot lovely nudes. She was obviously enjoying the break from two days of whippings, gags, clamps and restraints. So, about the time she started talking "smart," it was time for wrist and ankle cuffs and a blindfold. That soon put her mind back in the right place for a weekend slave.
We had her get up and sit on a platform for display. There, she quickly understood that her testing was to begin anew.
The square nipple clamps spread out the pressure over a large area, making them perfect "starters." But the pressure does get to be heavier when it's an entire fistful of chain and clamps, draped over the chain linking her nipple clips.
Then, a tight little set that definitely got her attention, followed by a double helping of scissor clips. Those perky little-girl nipples just kept enduring pressure, sensitizing them nicely.
Next came the massive brass clamps, which twist to tighten. Each twist caused a little intake of breath. But Estelle fancies herself as tough. A little too tough, she might agree now.
Once those were tried, we settled on a really tiny set, which bites into the flesh in a really narrow area. That got her going good.
All along, Estelle was showing signs of nerves. As experienced as she was in bondage, she had never experienced a zipper. (So much for tough.)
So, we pulled out the red-white-and-blue zipper from the toolbox, giving her a chance to pass on that particular "delight."
No, she said. A zipper was going to be her crowning achievement.
On went the clips, one at a time, each one biting her delicate flesh. These were serrated clothespins, which don't require heavy springs. But they do bite into flesh because of the narrow ridges.
Pretty soon, Estelle was feeling the intensity of the pins. As the string was pulled every so slightly tighter, she had a faint inkling of what was to come. We tugged and eased the pressure over and over.
Finally, she'd had enough. "Either you do it now or forget about it," she said.
Before she had the last syllable out of her mouth, we yanked those pins right off her chest. The first couple are in the air in one photo, while her shock is seen in succeeding ones.
Estelle lost her breath and almost lost consciousness, leaning over to stop her head from spinning.
Her cocky grin of seconds before was replaced by shock and the delight of a serious endorphin rush. As she looked at the damage, she realized just how deeply the pins had bitten into her breasts.
But now, Estelle had been unzipped.
Would she do it again? She wasn't sure. "It hurt like fuck," she commented later on. "But it was all right." "All right"?
Let's just say that when we went to dinner, Estelle wasn't wearing a bra.
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Ah, the oh-so-sweet, virginal, innocent Jenni Lee! At her Master's bidding, she donned her new white corset and hose, thinking that she just might be allowed to add a dress and head out for a nice supper.
Sigh. Does Jenni never learn?
Instead, her Master comes in with little pieces of rope, all aligned neatly on a towel. He wants to play.
Jenni, of course, has no objection.
Now, think back to all of Jenni's exploits. She seems to get herself into these predicaments a lot. But imagine if you were Jenni's Master and could just take a break from whatever you're doing, tie her up and go back to your amusement. Would that be fun, or what?
This particular day, that's precisely what happened. Jenni ask for one thing too many and just found herself corsetted (she put that on all by herself), gagged and bound. Funny how she couldn't interrupt a television show or a video game or even an afternoon XXXX, even if she wanted to.
An hour or so later, he came back, freed the poor gal and decided they'd go for dinner someplace a little less formal. So Jenni had to change again.
Ah, the life of a submissive!
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It seems that bondage isn't for everybody. Sharon is one of those women. She wanted it to be for her. She tried desperately to pretend it was for her. But in the days after the shoot, she decided that bondage was not her gig.
So, if you're thinking you'll find other fetish stuff of this little lassie out on the Web, think again.
The story begins one warm spring day when Sharon drove up to the farmhouse, a little wired and scattered in anticipation of the shoot.
She was instructed over and over that she could bring an end to the shoot, or to any part of the shoot simply by stating her wishes. She nodded in agreement, and then headed outside for her ordeal. The bench in the side yard makes a perfect spot for bondage. With all those slats and rails, it's a great bondage tool.
Keeping in mind that Sharon might want loose at any moment, though, it was prudent to cuff her and leave her for a few minutes to gather the pins. Sharon showed that her nipples were pretty sensitive, but surprisingly, her lips turned out to be much less so. So, she accepted layer on layer of clothespins, each more wicked than the predecessor.
Finally, when there was no more room, those pins came off and a thin line clamped her inner lips together. Then, the final clip went right onto her clit.
Sharon let out a breath, but otherwise stayed as still as she had with all the other pins. Again and again, she was asked "Are you OK?" And she kept answering "Yes."
After all the pins were removed, Sharon got a brief respite. Then, she felt the pinch of the metal on nipples and clit. When she was told to stand, she was most ginger, to avoid too much swaying of the lower clamps.
It was just a matter then of trying the various clamps wherever they would fit. The weighted clamps, placed firmly on her inner lips, completed this ordeal. But Sharon would stay around for several more.
In fact, she worked overtime to get an extra stipend. We told you she tried hard to like bondage.
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When you know you're about to be tied and tormented by your best friend, how do you feel? A little exited? Sure. A little nervous? No doubt. When you know that friend just might to anything to you, does that heighten the anticipation? Perhaps. When you and your friend are a couple of switch bitches used to rough stuff, all bets are off.
That's the situation in which Lori found herself when she and her buddy, Kayce, visited femmeXotique. The two of them perform together regularly, and they are willing to go "all the way" whenever they get the chance. This time, Lori was to be the sub, with Kayce administering some fun and games. Funny thing is, when you know your friend's body so well, it doesn't take much to have her screaming and howling, sometimes with laughter, sometimes with pain.
Kayce reintroduced herself, with some delicate use of a single-tail. After awhile, Kayce decided Lori was looking at her breasts, which were overflowing the corset. (Of course, Lori was practically drooling, knowing she'd be able to suck on those marvelous mammaries later in the evening.) So, Kayce first used her hand to cover Lori's eyes, then changed to a blindfold. Nobody likes a smart-ass sub!
Just to test her buddy's "condition," she slipped a finger inside. "You're dripping," Kayce announced. "Here, slave, clean my fingers. How dare you drip all over them!" So, Lori licked and sucked until the fingers were perfectly clean.
A pair of adjustable nipple clamps made a perfect addition to the tableau. And Kayce made sure Lori could feel them. A little twist, and the chain was stuffed into Lori's mouth, giving her some exquisite, sharp sensations. "So, you want these off?" Kayce asked. Lori half-smiled through the hurt, and mumbled something positive. "Well, pull," Kayce said. 'You want them off, you have to pull them off."
Try as she might, Lori couldn't get the leverage by herself. So, Kayce, tiring of the game, gradually loosened the screw until the clamps popped loose, practically smacking Lori in the face.
A little tug-of-war ensued, but just a friendly one, because soon it would be Lori's turn to torment her friend. Let's just say "turnabout" doesn't come close to describing what happened to Kayce!
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It's funny how different people have different buttons for you to push. Some don't like pain. Some don't like humiliation. Others want to stay oh, so private.
Toni Benz, a delightful gal who then lived in Charlotte, N.C., didn't like any of those things. But she's a trouper and knows that exploring what she doesn't like will both make her stronger and offer you a much better photo set.
Picture this: We're in suburban Charlotte, N.C., not exactly your hotbed of kinky sex, or so one would think. It's one of those modern apartment complexes built to make it look older, at least to the first glance. So, each one of the apartments has a little porch or balcony, with white-painted trim and a rough wood floor.
That's where we took Toni, wrapped up in a towel. But she didn't keep the towel long, because that was to be her "bed" for this shoot.
Then, we began attaching some new restraints, made of chain mail by Mike K. out of Durham (Is there something odd about North Carolina after all?) and literally locking her legs in place against the banister. Now, Toni was lying at the edge of her porch, her legs wide open and no idea whether all those closed windows nearby had neighbors to see her plight.
Next, we put those cool chain mail cuffs on her wrists and a collar on her neck. A 2-inch ballgag stuffed in her mouth shut up all the second thoughts. And a three-point clamping that tied nipples and clit together completed the "ensemble."
Toni was doing just fine at this point. A little excited, it's true, for public nudity isn't really her bag. That clit clamp had to be put on extra tight, because it kept slipping off.
But she wasn't done. A set of clover clamps was applied to her tender inner lips, causing her to gasp and writhe. But she lay there, hands over her head, like a good little sub. Even as we pushed and prodded with the clamps, she just lay there, eyes rolling up into her head. A good yank on the chain, though, produced an unfettered expression of agony. By now, Toni was working up a sweat. The thoughts racing through her head were evident. But also evident was the swelling of her lips, in response to the abuse.
So, we pulled the clamps off and jammed her favorite dildo/vibrator up into that sloppy hole. You could hear the juices squishing around it as she lay there in abandon. After a bit, she slowly lowered her hands, mutely asking if she could continue to fuck herself for our viewing pleasure.
Of course, we said yes, and Toni lay there, barely hidden behind the banister, ramming that white vibrator into herself, the little motor whining and her breath coming in gasps around the gag.
It wasn't long before she was finished, drained and amazed that we had found such a simple way to turn her on.
This was just one of many adventures we had with Toni. Stay tuned for lots more.
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The setting: A condo in the suburban California.
The plan: Get as many hot photos of Jenni Lee as possible in the shortest amount of time.
The plane was leaving the next morning, so today was our only chance to shoot.
When you've got a whole day, you can't blow out the biggest, baddest thing on the first set. But Jenni's used to some pretty intense shooting, so we couldn't settle for cute.
But cute and twisted? Now, that's Jenni Lee. I had this little skirt I had picked up at a thrift store in northern Virginia. The thing barely covered her butt, but that was the plan. Next came the cuffs, then the blindfold. Then, when she thought I was going to bind her, I told her to stand in the corner. Oops!
This really threw off our little bondagette. At first, she didn't know how to act. I just left her there, to fend for herself, but she knew the camera was capturing her every movement. Eventually, she started feeling about, to know what her limits were. As long as she stayed in place, she was permitted to touch herself.
Once she did, she had to open up and display everything for the camera. She dipped in a finger, brought it out dripping. So, she was instructed to lick it. Finally, the blindfold was removed, and she realized that without any bindings except the mental ones she had just had a great submission shoot. She still doesn't know what to call it.
Bondage? Nope. Schoolgirl? Not quite.
To me, it's simple. This is what happens when you're shooting a true submissive. She just falls into her role, does what she's told and does it well. Besides, she's so cute, who doesn't want to see Jenni Lee, regardless of the genre?
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Juliana was not the best behaved of little girls. And when she got a little older, her behavior didn't improve.
She was left cuffed and blindolded for a few minutes as a test. What does she do? She lets her fingers wander.
Sigh. Have to teach her a lesson. These clamps ought to do the trick. A little stinging in the nipples and labia should get her attention.
Stand her up, bend her over, test her flexibility a bit. Then, back to the pussy clamps.
Yep. She's definitely feeling it now. Look at her open up, and she isn't even touching herself.
Now, Juliana, feel that swollen clit. Show us the pretty inner lips. And stroke yourself for the camera, as the metal bites into your tender flesh.
(Oops! Guess you played too long! You have visitors. See ya!)
If Juliana looks familiar, she should. She did porn as Julianna Kincaid and several other names. Then, she got a boob job and went to work for Hogtied as Audrey, most noted for smacking girls around. This was her first fetish shoot. Obviously, she took to it!
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Sometimes, you should think twice before you believe what your best friend tells you.
Tesha, knowing she could lure Kat into the bath, stationed a photographer outside the bathroom window. Tesha, the little tease, had a plan for Kat, because Kat had foiled her domination schemes by being too easy earlier in the day.
So Tesha preened and played, knowing the camera was catching her every move.
There's no telling what she told Kat, but it must have been something like "Come on in, the water's fine"!
However she did it, she got her buddy into the tub, first helping her lather up and rinse off, using an oversize sponge. Then Kat got a little more creative, pulling the display shells down for some practical pouring.
Ultimately, Tesha and Kat wound up in a wet and arm embrace, the two mashing those mammoth mammaries together, feeling their bodies sliding as they breathed. Their lips parted for the most fleeting of kisses, then Kat got her turn. Tesha treated her right for just a few minutes, checking out the window, knowing that somebody was capturing the scene.
Tesha also knew she was getting Kat in a different kind of lather, leaving her feeling more and more turned on.
Just about the time Kat's breath started coming in long, hard sighs, Tesha jumped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and disappeared.
What's a woman to do? Kat, of course, finished the job.
She poured that water all over her body, even dribbling some of it down her face, remembering how her friend had felt in her embrace.
Soon the water wasn't enough, so she used first one hand and then the other to get her closer and closer to orgasm.
Kat's clit had been teased enough for one day, so she was totally absorbed in getting some much-needed pleasure. As she stretched one way and another, you could see her body pushing for one more explosion.
Finally, as she lay kneeling in the water, one hand on the tub for balance, the other stroking all along her crotch, all the way back to her ass, Kat got the release she craved. It left her so worn out, all she could do was kneel there, holding onto her pulsating pussy.
(A footnote: Both girls got copies of all the pictures with themselves in them. Think Kat knows how she was set up now?)
For anyone living under a rock, Kat is bodybuilder Kathy Johansson.
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