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Showing posts with label Japanese bondage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Japanese bondage. Show all posts

Friday, January 13, 2017

If we met in a bar...

And you were a man who bought me a drink...



Or, if you were a woman who bought me a drink....




By the way, this really was my drink the other night...



Wednesday, August 10, 2016

OTAKON: THE ANNUAL KIDNAP SUZY OPPORTUNITY!!! PART TWO!

For those of you wondering about this, click this link:


Ok, so the winner was Major Kusanagi!! Barely beating out Nagisa! So, here is what the outfit will basically look like:



So, will this be the year? Will I get caught? Will I be kidnapped by some gentleman demon or some vicious vamp? Will I get to have someone accompany me to places, buy me Pocky and wine and possibly get me in their hotel room, all bound and gagged on the bed? It's possible...

In the meantime, sitting here, in black lace and panties, big red ballgag in mouth, hands cuffed in front of me, touching myself, making sure the door is unlocked, thinking how nice it would be to at the mercy of a beautiful and stern woman while a man watches on....


Please come and find me...if not tonight, then at the convention...I think I want to be caught this year.....


Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Something to Think About....(erotica)

You have me all dressed up in the black kimono that you bought me.

You love making the ropes so tight on me. You like to hear them creak when you pull them, cutting into the cloth, pressing into me so cruelly. You get that lovely and evil grin when you hear me moan as every knot is tied. You savor my whimpers as you push and pull on the ropes, both of us knowing that the aches will soon start and the sighing and moaning will never stop until you let me go...if you ever let me go...if I even want you to let me go.

My small, pink tongue lightly licks at my lips. The gag...the ever delicious gag you will fill my tiny mouth with. But you just shake your head at me. You tell me that I don't get the gag because I don't deserve it...I've been bad...

So, it will be a punishment tonight. But you have me all dressed up, all bound up so tight...the punishment won't be about destroying me...just to tease me...to work me up...to make me beg you with my eyes, small lips slightly parted, breathing heavily, almost panting...you won't let me speak, to beg you for the gag I want, the pleasures you can give me, that I crave...

You caress my face with the crop, feeling the leather glide over my cheeks, whispering against my skin...wanting you to strike my face, to feel the sting...knowing that I will soon feel it...everywhere...small stings making me jerk against the ropes...sharp strikes that make me wordlessly cry out...whimper...the tears welling up in my eyes...at that point you don't even need me to speak...

You'll simply let my body feel tight inside, against the ropes, skin tingling with the blows...getting so, so, so wet...and then...you'll just leave....


And I have to lay here and cry softly until you decide to let me have the pleasure....