Tales from the ZFX Dimension: The Store, Part Two (story) by Suzyisgagged

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I woke up slowly. I could hear moans, laughter, whips hitting flesh...and then I remembered the ribbons encasing me and dragging me into a pitch-black portal while I started to pass out from the lack of air...

With a start I sat forward on the bench, looking around me wildly. I was still in the video booth. The memory of hands all over me, molesting me, came to mind and jumped up form the bench. My eyes darted around to the corners in the booth, seeing nothing. I turned to the video screen, expecting Chandra Sweet's face, mocking me, calling me a whore and a bitch.

She said that I was being brought to her dimension. But...the ZFX trailer didn't have me in it. I wasn't the star victim. It was a trailer from one of the first ZFX movies I bought when I started collecting vintage bondage porn. It was “The Plant”.

But I wasn't in the movie. I wasn't wrapped up in vines and being violated. I wasn't bound and gagged and electrocuted. There were no hands coming from the wall or ribbons coming to wrap me up and suffocate me.

It was just a porn, video booth showing ZFX trailers.

Feeling stupid, I walked out of the booth and back down the hall towards the store. As I walked, I felt...different for some reason. Things felt off. I shrugged, and decided to go home and call it day. I walked into the store and past a full length mirror. I stopped, blinked and walked back to the mirror.

What the hell?

I looked at myself in the mirror. It was me...but not me. I wasn't wearing the clothes I had come in with. Instead, I had on a neon-green tube top. A really short jean skirt. And these white, stiletto heeled hooker boots that went up to my knees.

I looked at my face; it was me. But heavily made up. Then I noticed the hoop earrings...so trashy! But the thing that really surprised me was that my hair had somehow grown and was long again! It went down my back and was dyed black. And very, very much teased.

My mouth dropped open; I looked like a 90's era prostitute.

I slowly turned my head to the right. And standing right there was Chandra Sweet, smirking at me. As I raised my hand to point at her, a hand with a cloth clamped over my mouth and nose.

There was a sweet smell to the cloth. And a very large and strong arm pinned my smaller arms to my body. For a moment, I was too surprised to act. Then I realized what was happening as I did a slow blink, felt a little drowsy; I was being chloroformed!

I struggled, my legs lifted and kicked in the air. I twisted my shoulders and tried to pull my head away from the cloth. But he just held me there. I squirmed and screamed into the cloth...but I was only getting weaker. Worse, as my struggles started getting weaker and sluggish, I could an enormous erection from the man holding me.

As I started to sag in his arms, as my knees started to give way...as it became harder and harder to keep my eyes from rolling back and closing...Chandra stepped up to me.

She smirked at me, mere inches away and right before my eyes closed for the last time, she said to me, “Welcome to the ZFX Dimension, bitch.”

I woke up again. Very groggy from the chloroform. I blinked a couple of times and then tried to rub my eyes. I couldn't.

When I tried to stand and couldn't, I panicked. My eyes shot open and I looked down: I was bound with rope to a chair.

My ankles were tied to a leg each of the chair. That forced my legs to be spread open some. I could feel a chill hitting me inside of my skirt. There was rope tight against my stomach, pushing into me, making a touch hard to breathe. I tested my wrists; they were bound behind the back of the chair. I could lean forward just a little, but that was it.

That was when I noticed the gag. It was a hard bit gag. It pulled hard into the corners of my little mouth, stretching them back. I could still make noise, even talk after a fashion...but I was gagged.

Chandra walked up to me with a stool. She sat down to the right of me, and I looked away. She grabbed my chin and pulled me back to look at her. I blinked, looked at her pretty and sadistic face.

“Plshh...ddnnnnt....plsh...”

She gave me an evil smile, “You're making me wet, you little slut. I knew we were right to lure you here. You're just another, submissive, horny fuckslut...”

I shook my head no. And begged with my eyes for her to let me go. Her hand pressed against my stomach, just above the rope.

My body stiffened in the chair as her hand slowly went up. Her hand cupped a breast and I moaned a no very, very loudly.

She squeezed, making me whimper and beg, “Shtp...pllsh shtp...nnnmmm...shtp...PLSH!”

Chandra leaned in and hissed into my ear, “You fucking whore...you know want it....you know you need it...you know you just looove this...you know you do....”

She slipped her hand under the tube top and started to pinch at my nipple. Then she shifted to my other breast. And for what seemed like forever, she squeezed and tormented my nipples and my breasts with her hands. Telling me how much of a whore I was, how much of a submissive slut I was and that soon, I would be so much sluttier and submissive.

And to my horror, as I moaned and whimpered for her to stop and to let me go, I found my hips trying to undulate on the chair. I could feel how wet I was. And with a burning red face, I turned away and whimpered as Chandra laughed at me.

Finally, she snapped her fingers and a large many walked up to her and handed her a syringe. My eyes went wide and I screamed and really struggled to get free. The man reached down and grabbed my throat with one hand and squeezed and soon I went very still as he choked me. He slowly let go when Chandra ordered him to.

She held up the syringe, “This isn't a drug; it isn't heroin or anything like that. It will, however, start to enhance your submissive side. But it has to be given to you in small doses, over time, for it to work and not to reduce you to a drooling mess. Now stay still.”

She stuck me with the needle and I winced, she continued, “You see, now that we have given you the shot, we have to carefully feed you the serum in various ways. In about a day, you will lose your memory, you will become completely submissive and we will create a new you; a submissive whore into BDSM and horror porn...”

She took the needle and handed it back to her servant, “I guess I should explain your new home to you. You see, the ZFX Dimension stopped evolving socially in the 1990's. And the people in this small dimension, they started creating a new social order of sadists and masochists. All of those ZFX movies you watched in your dimension...well...that's how it works in this one.”

She licked her lips, “The problem became that for women, you fell into one of two categories: dominant or victim. Most of the women here went victim. Which was fine...until the rest of us wore them out. We literally fucked them to death. And now, we have to find new women to become the victims of our society. And that's where sluts like you come in!”

Chandra reached behind me and started to unbuckle the gag, “So, we make these movies and we transmit to other dimensions on certain wavelengths. We aim for submissive sluts like yourself. We lure them in and we grab them...just like we did with you!”

She pulled the gag out of my small mouth, it was so sore, “So, what we have to do now is to make you compliant. Just like all the others. Now, normally, after we do that we release you into the world and we use over and over....we mind-wipe you after each session so you can't remember and when we nab you again, you are fresh. But you...we tested you after we first brought you in...we had no idea you were such a kinky, little bitch!!”

Chandra mauled at my breasts through the tank top as he grabbed my hair from behind, “So, we are going to use you in the movies, you get to be a star!!!”

Her face came in closer, “And when we are done, you will be the perfect, submissive whore for us to use...when you aren't being bound, gagged, tortured and raped in front of a camera by men, women, robots and tentacle monsters...you will be in suspended animation until the next movie...or until I decide to use you as my personal bondage, fuckslut.”

She forced herself on me. She kissed me deeply. Her tongue deep into my mouth, overpowering mine and soon I wasn't able to breathe. Her hands viciously twisting my nipple, making me moan into her mouth in pain. When she pulled away, there was a small strand of drool between our lips.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked at her servant and ordered him to take me to the “Dildo Room”.

She grinned at me, “You're going to just love how you will get your second dose of the serum!!!”

As she walked away, I felt terrified. And then, as my mind was frozen in the horror of what was to happen to me, I realized that the serum was starting to work...there was a small, almost silent voice in my head that appeared...and then the horror became more real as the little voice grew a little louder each time it repeated itself...

I don't want to be untied...ever again...I just want...to be helpless forever....

The large man looked down at me and cocked an eyebrow, “You know you're saying that out loud, right?”

End Part Two

Tales from the ZFX Dimension: The Store, Part One (story) by Suzyisgagged

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I'm a fan and collector of vintage, bondage movies, especially from the late 80's through the 90's. I have a lot of HOM and Harmony. But one of my all-time favorites has to be the over-the-top, almost campy, movies made by ZFX/Shockwave.

They were always meant to be brutal and hardcore. And they usually pulled off, but you had to have a little bit of suspension of disbelief with the effects. But the models they used were gorgeous and real to me. The movies all had stories ranging from kidnappers to robotic pimps to tentacle monsters to science-gone-awry and included really cruel bondage and gags as well as unique tortures and one of my dark little favorites: asphyxiation. A submissive like me would always enjoy at least a few movies made by ZFX...

So, one night, after I bound and gagged myself and pressed play and watched a ZFX movie while using a vibe on myself, I noticed that there were glitches on the video I hadn't seen before. After cumming a couple of times, I let the video play as I undid my bounds and as I pulled the ball gag out of my little mouth, I saw another glitch happen.

I left the gag around my neck and used the mouse to bring the movie back to the glitch. When I really looked at it, I thought I saw buildings in the glitch. I kept replaying it, slowing it down more and more. And to my amazement...I recognized the buildings! They were here in Baltimore! After some time, I realized that they were about six blocks away, in a small, run-down section of town. Near a few pawn shops.

Curious, I decided to go and visit these buildings the next day.

I walked the six blocks, not too far away. But it was cold out, so I had on my jeans, a white sweater and black jacket. I decided to go in comfort and wear sneakers for the walk.

When I got there, it was just like on the video, the block was kind of run down. Nobody was walking around and the pawnshops were all closed. But there was the one store front with an open sign blinking.

The windows were covered by locked gate. But they had signs advertising adult movies and magazines for sale. I was pretty familiar with Baltimore's adult stores and I was not afraid to go into them...but I did not recall this one at all. I stood at the door for a moment, looking at the blinking sign and decided to go in, out of the cold. I figured I could check out the movies and see if I could find some gear to vintage movies to buy.

It was like any other adult store I've been in. Very plain, a lot of shelves for movies and magazines and gear hanging off of walls or thrown into bins. There was the obligatory counter near the door. And at the back, a doorway with a curtain hanging in it; the entrance to the video booths. It was a little bit dark, only two lights were on. And weirdly, the place was empty.

I walked around the store. Saw the big dildos, the vibes, anal plugs. Then on to the bondage gear of handcuffs, cheap bit and ball gags. Standard stuff. Then I looked at the magazine racks...and then went to the movies shelves. And much to my surprise...it was nothing but ZFX and Shockwave movies. Nothing else. I think every movie made by them was present. I looked at the collection for a long time, figuring out what I didn't have and wanted to buy that day.

Sounds came from the door in the back. I looked at the curtain hanging in the door and took a moment to listen to the moans coming from within. Obviously, the booth doors were open and the movie trailers were playing. I licked my lips and felt...compelled to go past the curtain.

I walked to the door and and moved the old, red curtain to the side. Typically there was one hallway that went straight back. Just one light bulb lighting it. I walked slowly down the hall, looking into each booth since the doors were all open. But all the booths had screens that were off, totally black. Except for the last booth, where the moaning was coming from.

I peered in and saw the trailer for ZFX's “Guilty” playing. After a moment, I went inside and pulled the door closed, just like you are supposed to. I clicked the latch so no one would come in. Then I reached into my purse to pull out a quarter but...there was no slot. Just a START button. I pressed it.

The screen went white and then the ZFX/Shockwave logo came up and it looked like it was playing all the trailers for movies they had made. I sat down on the little bench, relieved that the think cushion didn't appear to be sticky. I sat down, leaned back and watched the trailers. They were pretty hot and I started to feel a little...turned on. I smiled a little at myself, but my smile slowly slipped away.

My mouth dropped opened as I realized what I was watching. All of the women in the trailers who were the victims of kidnappings...then being whipped, electrocuted, strangled, bound, gagged and violated...all of those damsels...they were me. I was the victim in all of the trailers!!!

Stunned, I just sat there. Trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Then I screamed loudly when hands grabbed my ankles.

I tried to stand up and pull away, but suddenly all of these smooth, white arms and hands came through the walls and pulled me down. Hard hands and arms pinned my legs to the bench. I tried to pry them loose, but then more arms crossed my torso, pinning my arms to my sides. Impossibly strong hands held my wrists to the wall.

I started screaming for help, my head whipping back and forth, trying to see if anyone was around to hear me. Then a hand placed itself over my forehead and pulled me back against the wall. The video was playing the Robopimp trailer and I could see myself in the role Lisa Kincaid played...sucking on a dildo against my will in the trailer just as it happened to her in the movie.

I was firmly held to the bench and wall by these horrible, alien arms and hands. Again, I started screaming for help. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a hand materialize from the wall and slip over my cheeks, over my little mouth and then pressed down roughly; I was hand gagged.

I screamed into the hand and only heard muffled sounds. I struggled but was held fast. I struggled as I saw myself in the trailers. Eyes rolling back as I was hit with a taser, struggling in bondage, drooling over gags, violated over and over by men, women and tentacles....watching the trailer-version of me be the victim over and over and over...the hands making me watch.

Then I felt the hands creep up and cup my breasts over the sweater. I softly pleaded no into the hand gag. Eyes wide. The hands started to be rougher, then finally mauling my breasts, making me squirm in desperation. Not wanting it at all...but horrified that it felt good.

I screamed no over and over into the hand over my mouth, muffled. Eyes wide in fear. A hand had slipped into my jeans, over my panties and was rubbing me. I begged and begged and begged and pleaded and whimpered as the hands made me wet against my will....

And as the hands worked my body, as I was getting turned on, as I was still struggling, making it that much more erotic for myself despite my fear and wanting to flee...the trailers stopped. The screen went white.

Whimpering, chest heaving against the arms and hands...a face slowly appeared. A pretty, but sadistic face. A model who has played the victim before, but also as the villainess. She smirking at me. Her name came to me: Chandra Sweet.

Her face looked me up and down and arched an eyebrow. She gave me an evil smile as he hands got rougher and I let out a moan that was surprisingly based in pleasure and I hated it. Chandra licked her lips and said, “Give it up, bitch. You know you love it. You know want it. You fucking whore.”

I struggled as she continued, “Oh yeah, bitch. You are a whore, you just don't know it yet. But when you come to the other side and we'll show you. Oh yeah, we'll make you the best whore ever.”

She continued, “But you're still in that world and not ours. So, why don't you come on over. Just say yes to the hand and we'll transport you to our dimension in a flash of light!”

I screamed a no into the hand.

Chandra rolled her eyes, “Fine. Have it your way, bitch.”

A panel opened below the screen. Total blackness inside, no light all. But I could hear a hissing sound coming closer and closer. I whimpered and tried to turn away. And then quicker than I could see, black ribbons shot from the panel.

They started at my feet and wrapped themselves around them. The hands started to disappear as the ribbons went up my legs, wrapping so tightly I could barely stand it.

As they worked their way up, they pulled my body my down to the floor slowly, inch by inch, as the hands gave way to the black ribbons. Soon, my torso was encased and I was sitting on the floor. Without a hand over my mouth, I started to beg.

I begged Chandra to let me go. That I would do anything, that I wouldn't tell anyone, give her money, anything. She simply smirked at me.

I moaned over and over to please let me go as the ribbon wrapped itself around my neck. My pleas were cut off as I was gagged by the ribbons. The ribbons covered my whole head and nose but not my eyes.

I couldn't breathed and tried to tell Chandra. She just shrugged in the screen. My lungs started to burn without oxygen. I panicked and tried to break free. All I managed to do was suck ribbon into my nose. My eyes started to roll up and go unfocused. I tried to concentrate but was failing. And I was slowly being pulled to the open panel. To the blackness inside.

As my mummified body was being pulled in, the last thing I saw and heard was Chandra Sweet laughing and laughing and laughing and then I was pulled into the darkness with one last muffled scream of “Please!”

End Part One

Hand-smothered

Found this little gem...Blue hand smothers me!

The Awful Gag (story)

Mistress had me in the room, sitting in a chair under a circle of light from one light bulb. She dressed me up earlier in black lace bra and panties and heels in another part of the large apartment. She placed a collar on my neck with a leash and placed a bit gag in my mouth.

She had me crawl around her on all fours from room to room. In each room, we would stop and she would handcuff me and then rub my panties, making sure they I was nice and wet. She wanted my panties to be soaked. By the time we got to the last room, I was allowed to walk in.

I was surprised to see a naked man in a hood and heavy leather gag lashed to a chair with belts. As we walked in, he heard our heels clicking on the floor. Instantly, he go hard as he listened to us approach.

Mistress, in a latex body suit, stopped me in front of him. As I stood there, she worked my soaked panties down my legs. At her command, I stepped out of the panties, feeling the cool air. Mistress gave me her wicked smile as she tossed back her blond hair. Blue, feline eyes...so lovely and evil.

She checked the feed, the red light from the camera turned on. Within moments, the feed went to thousands out on the internet. and came back and ordered me to wave to the camera and give a gagged “hello” to the internet audience.

Mistress went to the bound and gagged man in the chair. She took my panties and placed them softly on the head of his penis. He moaned and tired to beg. Mistress just laughed. That's when I was ordered to the other chair.

As the man moaned into his gag, Mistress placed a hitachi between my legs and ordered me to close them. She proceeded to belt my legs up. Next, my hands were cuffed behind me and more belts were used above and below my breasts. I was still gagged, but she placed a black scarf over my shoulder. She reached down and turned the hitachi on the lowest setting.

I moaned around the bit gag. Eyes slowly closed and open. The vibe constant and massaging my already, very wet crotch. I slowly writhed in the chair, looking at the camera, knowing that all those people were watching me...and it made me feel so good and slutty.

Mistress commanded me to look at her male slave. She was kneeling down in front, angled so that the camera could see everything going on between the three of us. Giggling, she grabbed my wet panties and started to stroke him.

He fought against the belts, but not to get away. He was trying to buck his hips as Mistress took my panties and rubbed them up and down, swirling over his swollen head. His hooded head was moving from side to side as his pleas grew louder. I wonder how long she had been teasing him. It may have been weeks since he was allowed to cum...

Suddenly, he screamed into his gag and his body moved as if being electrocuted. His screams faded into moans. His moans into whimpers as his penis moved up and down with the force of his orgasm. Mistress caught his cum with my panties.

She stood up and walked to the camera. His head hung down in exhaustion. I could almost her him whimpering still. She opened up my panties to the camera and showed the audience the cum inside.

She stood behind me and with one hand, undid the bit gag. A small amount of drool escaped me and as I looked down, that's when she surprised me.

I saw her gloved hand appear in front of my face and I saw my panties for just a moment. I could see his sperm pooled and congealing in my panties. Then, she pinched my nose and my tiny mouth opened up automatically.

Mistress shoved the panties in my mouth. At first, I was too surprised to do anything and then I tried to spit it out. She held it in with one hand. Outraged, I yelled into the hand gag and got her laughter.

She quickly took the scarf on my shoulder and gagged me. She pulled the scarf into my small mouth and pulled as tight as she could, jerking my head back. The scarf cut into the corners of my mouth and into my cheeks. Finally, she knotted the gag behind my head tightly. The soiled panties well past my teeth and on my tongue.

She walked away to the camera and pulled out another black scarf. This one went over my already gagged mouth. And again, she made extra effort to make it as tight as possible. My cheeks were mashed underneath it, lips flattened and as hard as I could try to....not taste the the awful panties in my mouth.

Mistress leaned over me from behind, her mouth right to my ear. She told me that the panties needed to be cleaned now. I was to suck all of his cum out. As well as my own wetness. She pinched my nose to get me started.

All I could taste was saltiness and muskiness. Mistress then turned the vibe on high, causing me to jerk around within my belt bonds. Sucking on those awful panties.

But I could see the screen of the laptop and the comments on the feed. And as my body squirmed to the vibe. As I knew that so many were watching me being degraded like this. As I knew that it turned me on even more and that would be having screaming orgasms as a result while the bound man next to me begged Mistress to let him cum or fuck me. As I read all the comments come in calling me a whore, a slut, a cum dumpster, how they would fuck me, choke me while they fucked me, lick me, kiss me, hurt me, rape me...

I still could taste his cum and my own juices and sucked harder on my own panties while I came over and over and over....

Found another, old video from the hard drive of me....

So, I'm pretty sure I never posted this little video. If I have, my apologies and I will spank myself with a wooden spoon...

This very short clip is me in a black-cloth-hood, Blue is taking the video and decides to hand smother me. BTW, I am already cleave-gagged under the hood.  Enjoy!

Reijoh-Shashinkan...a Japanese Bondage Site....

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Bondage, Mainstream Movies/TV and Me

So, not including cartoons, there have been plenty of moments on TV and in movies where there would be a bondage scene where I would go, "...oh...hey..." and be distracted for the rest of the program.  Here's just a mere sampling of what I have enjoyed in the past...

"The Big Hit", while a funny movie (because it was really bad), had some really nice moments in it with China Chow.  I saw this on cable while in college, where my desire for bondage grew, but had few to play with, so self bondage was the norm.  Quite simply, I liked the outfit enough to drag out my old uniform, loved the ineffectual gag (it just looked good) and replayed the manhandling and carrying scenes.  This is probably where I first started to see the attraction of being bound, gagged and carried. And the kidnapping scenes were right up my alley!!!

"Lair of the White Worm" totally took me by surprise.  I first saw it during a horror movie marathon, again in college, and had no idea about the sexuality of the whole movie. So, when one of the heroines gets tied up in classic DiD fashion, it was really hard not to start touching myself. Another big bonus for me was that the evil woman had a total dominatrix thing going on that made me want to change places with the girl above...especially during the scene where the woman molests the poor, virginal girl...mmmm...I so wanted to be the DiD in that movie!!!  

"Big Trouble in Little China".  Oh, boy.  Aside from cartoons, this was one of the first movies where I saw bondage as a very young teen where I said to myself, "Yeah, oh...yeah...I really want someone to do that to me..."

While I thought the Asian damsel was drop-dead gorgeous, her bondage was cool and I liked it, but it was Kim Cattrail in bondage that seemed to do it to me. I always felt that the scenes of her were way too short!!  And this was one of the first times, aside from certain cartoons, where I felt a very real sexual response to bondage, and wanting it done to me.

At this point in my life, I knew I liked bondage, but like my sexuality, it was kind of ill-defined.  There wasn't any real likes or dislikes of certain types, or what particular roles I identified with. While submissive, I was young enough not to use that term, because I didn't really know it.  I was also too young to understand the idea of submission or domination. My thing about bondage, at that time in my early teens was that the idea of being tied up and gagged, struggling until I was saved, appealed to me and then began to be sexual where I enjoyed the idea of kissing my rescuer.

It was "Big Trouble in Little China" that first made me realize that not only did I like the idea of being the DiD...but that perhaps, I wanted to stay that way. And it was also the first time where the idea of being held captive by women made me a little breathless.  Further, the idea of being kept, of being subdued and being used sexually...excited me. Then my fantasies started to include not only being kissed after being rescued, but being forced to kiss or fondled while bound and gagged while I struggled...this move made a huge impression on me to say the least...

Alright, I wrote tonight's missive while sitting at my desk, blue pj pants, a white tee, ankle socks, ankles cuffed to the chair, a nice, tight, scarf cleave gag and my hands cuffed with metal cuffs in front of me...perhaps I should re-cuff my hands behind me...yeah, I'll do that...and, as always, the door is unlocked...

Mmmmphh!!!

About to walk out the door with and into a Kidnap Suzy Opportunity...

Just about to go out. and the gag winner is my ballgag!!  It is a small, red one.  :)

So, good luck in finding me and "kidnapping" me!!

To see details please click here:  http://thegaggedgirl.blogspot.com/2015/11/kidnap-opportunity-on-111615.html


Mmmmpphh!

Kidnap Opportunity on 11/16/15

Sooo...going to see a movie on Monday, 11/16.  It will be a kidnap opportunity...but even if you do find me, I still get to see the movie...THEN the "kidnapping" starts.  Okay, so here are the details...

It will happen sometime AFTER 4pm on November 16, 2015.  I will be in a movie theater IN Baltimore, not outside of the city.  The movie itself, will be a movie with action in it....that should narrow it down some.

I will be wearing black jeans and a red blouse, with a black ribbon on my neck that has an ankh on it. I will have calf-high, black boots on.  I will also have a largish-purse with me.

Now, there will be two moments where it will be obvious that it is me, I will get to that in a moment. But outside of those two moments here is the question to ask to make sure it is me, "Do you like Old Bay on your popcorn?"  The answer HAS TO BE THIS EXACTLY, "Yes, but I also like on my Baltimore sushi roll, too!"  If you do not get that EXACT answer, it isn't me.  If it is, then you get to "kidnap" me.

"Kidnapping" me simply means we get a drink and talk, possibly dinner, at your treat!  It doesn't actually mean that you get to kidnap me for real, dress me up as Wonder Woman and shove me int he back of your car...

Well. it could be fun...but I think you know what I mean.

Ok, so there will be two moments, where it will be obvious.  I will be in self bondage.

The first moment will be in the ladies room before the movie. So, pretty much a ladies only moment.  I will be in a stall, hands cuffed behind me, and I will be gagged.  Obvious, right? And even if a nice, dominatrix finds me, we still see the movie...then you "kidnap" me.  Of course, I can be distracted from the movie...

The other moment will be in the theater itself.  Back row, and once the previews starts, on goes the gag, and my hand swill be cuffed behind me for the movie...obviously, if you find me, you will most like sit down next to me and whisper in my ear all the dirty things you want to do to me during the movie...

and then after the movie...you "kidnap" me!!

And who knows...after my "kidnapping"...you might be able to see me struggle for real if it all works out!!!

And one last thing, either email me ( suzylikestheropes@hotmail.com ), or leave a post here, and let me know which gag I should wear from these three choices:

Ballgag

Bitgag

PTM gag, with mouth filled with a small nerf ball.

Until then, I am going to be on my bed, writhing in self bondage on my bed with my hitachi, watching bondage movies on my laptop...mmmpphh!

Oh, forgot to mention...the door is unlocked...

In a rare moment of wanting to be the one who grabs a girl....

Yeah....feeling VERY much like being on top with another girl...normally I'm the submissive, but right now...I just want to put my hand over a cute girl's mouth, drag into a deserted room, tie her up, gag her...and fuck her silly with a strap-on before making her eat me out for a couple of hours...

Yeah...I'm definitely feeling rapey at the moment....

Mmmmmppphhh.....

Gags are SO lovely!!! So many uses for gags; pleasure, punishment, silence, gag-talking...just take your pic!!!

I've always enjoyed the pleasure of being gagged. Mouth closed off, a gag being wrapped around and around my head....

And then of, course, there's the absolute loss of control that comes with a gag. A final statement of ownership.

Also, take into consideration that with loss of control comes some drooling.

I do have to admit that being gagged will induce me to struggle at first.

But, honestly, in the end I will accept my gag if for no other reason than because I love to be gagged!!

At them moment I posted I this, I am wearing knee-high socks, simple white panties, a blue tee, my hands are cuffed in front of me, my ankles are also cuffed, and I am gagged with a large, balck ball gag in my mouth.  And I have been drooling nonstop the whole time...I'm such a wet mess...

Oh, and the door is unlocked....