Keye Mobile Bondage

Starring Star. For those with bound and gagged desire ingrained in their DNA, it is natural they will seek out someone to bring their bondage fantasies to life. That person might be someone they are meeting for the first time, or an old friend, or a new lover. In all cases they seek someone they trust, as they are giving up control. It is not always about sex either. In many cases it is just about the mysterious psychological release being helpless provides. It may unburden them for a while from unpleasant pressures, or perhaps provide a unique way to celebrate a triumph. With Star and myself it is all about friendship. She likes to be tied up, and I like tying people up, so we are a good match. No drama, no hidden agendas, no physical intimacy – just bondage playtime. It is psychological intimacy that conjoins us, and it is perfect. When she calls to make a date for bondage, I do not make a specific plan. I wait to see what clothes she arrives in. Today she wore a blouse, jeans, and high heels, and when I saw her a hostage fantasy came to mind. If I were a real hostage-taker, which I am not, I would have tape in my kit. It is fast and secure for body binding, and useful for a gag and/or blindfold too. Hostages often end up in crummy rooms, so I took her into the garage and proceeded to tape her up nice and tight. I put a hard ball in her mouth to keep her jaws extended and her tongue depressed. I then taped her lips and face, winding it around her head a few times. I was kind and gave her a moving blanket to lay on while she struggled in her bondage. Seeing her experience a gag reflex assured me the neighbors would never be able to hear any verbal sounds she might try to make. Convinced Star is helpless and secure, it looks like I can stretch out our Tape Date for as long as I like. All the bondage is applied on screen. Actual running time (10:28) (960 x 540)

Starring Cheeky Little Toy. Entice a woman with footwear they lust over and they can be talked into just about anything. I told her she could wear the thigh high ballet boots if she would play bondage with me. Cheeky is rigged up helpless, naked, booted up and vulnerably spread with a potpourri of bondage devices. Hinged handcuffs, leather mitts, chain, rope, straps, locked collar, and a spreader bar allow her little movement, and the blindfold keeps her guessing as to where I am or what I am doing. It may not matter to her as she seems quite turned on by her predicament. She gets her mouth sponge ball stuffed and tape gagged on screen, and gives me a garbled, “Thank you, Sir.” Cheeky becomes uneasy when I tell her I will be back in a few hours. Her struggling against the restraints is a bit more frenzied, and she tries to cry out for me. She hears no answer. After a bit I let her know I am back, but then I am gone again. Her body needs sexual attention, bound up and gagged this way. However, it is only proper Cheeky simmers as a bondage prisoner for a good while longer. Actual running time (09:59) (960 x 540)

Starring Angelique Kithos. Our statuesque restraint and gag advocate is giddy about her first bondage sack experience. Tight encasement in shiny, heavy gauge black rubber is a perfect way to end our first day of bondage play together. The fitting of the latex sack over her naked body is a speedy process and turns her into a rubber mummy with her arms stuck in the inner sleeves. Angelique tests her confinement with a smile, and verbally expresses her pleasure with the new feeling. I let her wiggle a bit before stuffing her mouth and taping it shut with black vinyl tape. This gag arrangement keeps her face proportions intact to ensure a good fit for what was next. Of course, I did not tell her what was next, but she likes that. On goes the gas mask. The seal is very good. You will hear the rubber diaphragm in the mask pop as she consumes available oxygen, and her eyes are very expressive behind the lenses. She is obviously enjoying herself while testing her thick latex sack prison as I take in close views of her bizarre bondage condition. The gas mask and stuffed mouth tape gag keep her voice muffled and her identity unrecognizable. She has become rubber objectified, and now it is time to see if her body will sing. Angelique’s sight is blinded with more vinyl tape placed over the lenses of the mask. She is plunged into darkness and cannot anticipate what will happen next. I separate the two zippers that previously covered her vaginal area and work the head of a vibrator into strategic position. I flip the switch to see where it takes her. Although she is all covered up, blind, and muted, her body’s yearning and soft voice indicate she is all in for what the vibration is stimulating within her. A real female orgasm is unique to every woman and not always obvious when they are tied up and sensory deprived. But I sensed she had cum at least once. Near the end I remove the vibrating probe and zip her back together. She will need me to free her, but that will not happen for quite a while. After releasing Angelique off screen, I asked if she had popped. She smiled and said yes. Twice. I saw that was true when I spotted the dried marks of feminine ejaculation inside the sack when I cleaned it. If you own Parts 1 and 2 released in 2013, you already have this content. Actual running time (24:30) (960 x 540)

Starring Hannah Perez. Dressed casual for a holiday picnic in tight blue jeans and green tube top, Hannah slipped away from her hosts and went snooping their boot closet. A thigh high pair in black with tall heels caught her eye. She tried them on without permission. Hannah would have gotten away with it had she not decided to model the boots for all to see. Thus, her transgression was exposed and she was persuaded to pay penance with a bound and gagged time out. When the scene opens Hannah has been left alone by her hosts on a bed with a view. Her arms and hands are welded together behind her back in a tight leather arm binder. Her booted legs are useless as well, held fast at her ankles and below her knees with a modified rodeo tie made with two lengths of hemp rope. Her mouth is stuffed with a rag and taped shut under three layers of sticky vinyl tape. Hannah pleases like a good girl should when all tied up and left alone; that is, try to escape with the conviction of true peril. Hannah pleases alright, but her escape attempt fails, and she knows now to ask first before going boot closet snooping. Actual running time (09:14) (960 x 540)

Starring Julia Faire. Julia lusted over her girlfriend’s leather hood on numerous occasions, wondering if she would ever get to wear it. Her girlfriend (and soon to be Mistress) was in a generous mood that day, and had a minion to serve up and warm up bondage slave Julia – helpless and hooded – just for Her. Mistress insisted Julia submit to the hood just as she does, with her mouth stuffed full and taped shut before her head is tightly laced into leather sensory deprivation. Slave’s body is spread and locked and adorned with chains and cuffs and collar and tall boots and long gloves. The smooth soles of her shiny patent thigh boots cannot get a grip on the slick carpet while locked in the spreader bar. Julia is relegated to the role of bound, mute, and blind toy, spread for the taking, and struggling for a comfort zone she will never find, unless she feels the touch of her captors. Her bountiful breasts are squeezed. Her erect nipples are tweaked and clamped. Her pussy is felt up and vibrated. All she can do is meekly moan and quiver. It is only the beginning for bondage slave Julia. Mistress is still on Her way. Actual running time (09:41) (960 x 540)

Starring Arielle Lane. Our bondage advocate has been sequestered for a long-term immobilized restraint experience. Arielle enjoys the feeling, and falls into sub-space immediately, and stays that way throughout, with no hint she wants to be released. I join my bondage buddy on-screen a few times. It is hard to stay away, but I also know bondage people like to get lost in their helpless condition, so most of the time she does not know I am in the room. The industrial strength sound canceling ear phones make that easy. Arielle cannot hear anything. I am off-screen when she shows no reaction to still camera flash adjustment, nor flash activation, nor the bumps of a video camera tripod move (tripod moves are edited out) against the hardwood floor. I wore socks as well to be as quiet as possible. I did leave her alone quite often, as it was obvious she was fine in there, but not so long as to ignore the safety-first mantra. Arielle is very quiet. She remarked later that the gag (a big diaper cloth wad held in with Fixomull Stretch) was very effective. Pleasure moans do emanate from Arielle's vocal cords on occasion, but to hear them, I turn the volume up two to three times higher on my media playing devices than the volume at which I play other productions in my catalog. There is no hiss (as in the analog sound days) when you do so. Actual running time (23:36) (960 x 540)

Starring Christy Cutie. Innocent Christy, a cute, bubbly, and pig-tailed cheerleader every quarterback dreams of bedding down, is limbering up before the big game. Her doorbell rings. Candy-gram! She is naive and opens the door with great excitement. A man jumps her, clamping his hand over her mouth and pushing her back inside. We next see Christy roped tightly to a bar stool with her mouth stuffed and taped. She makes begging gag sounds as the bad guy leers at her from many angles. She struggles against the ropes but cannot free herself. Her wrists are too tightly tied and she cannot reach any knots. She pulls against the ropes holding her Chuck Taylor sneakered feet, but they do not budge. What will become of our prep school girl? Will her cheer leading teammates come to her rescue when she goes missing from the game? Stay tuned for more perils of Christy Cutie. Actual running time (07:17) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. When she arrived in that jumpsuit and platform high heels, with her breasts bulging and her smooth legs strutting, she reminded me of a woman in one of my salacious safari dreams. Someone in the dream always gets tied up and sexual stuff happens to them. So, I asked Little Angel if we could play bad guy takes a hostage. She said, “Sure, I’d make a cute little hostage in this outfit, don’t you think?” I roped my tantalizing friend to the plank so she could not move, then stuck a ball in her mouth and taped it over (off screen). She likes to complain when she is helpless and no one plays with her, so she makes a good damsel hostage. Always squirming to get loose and trying to talk petulant with her mouth stuffed and taped, trying to convince her host she does not like it. In short order the plank and her attached body are suspended and swung about, and I have a one-sided conversation with my prisoner. With a chain and a rope, I make her stationary and floating, her body bound in a permanent forward lean. Little Angel is left immobile and wondering when the sex part is going to start. Actual running time (11:51) (960 x 540)

Starring Stacie Snow. She asked to stay over at the bondage bed and breakfast, and Stacie knew the room fee was no escape bondage for her for hours on end. Straight out of the shower with her naturally curly hair still damp and enticingly flowing, I stuck her in the garage where bondage devices were in production and the sawhorses readily available. I locked a slave collar around her neck and dressed her in soft cotton leopard print tights, a clinging black nylon top, and Ablemen thigh length high heel boots. I laced and strapped and locked her arms in shoulder length leather sleeves, cuffed her ankles, and locked them together, then roped her body horizontal to The Plank. I thought a leather panel ball gag strapped in tight would accessorize her nicely. I left her that way. She struggled to escape and tested her gag, but the bondage allowed only enough movement to frustrate her hopes. Occasionally, I checked on her well-being (such as it is for a person bound and gagged), gazing with close-up lust at the helpless prisoner. She pleads with her eyes to be released, or paid some attention, but to no avail. This is hot bondage struggling for boot and leather fans with a beautiful hard bodied and bespectacled redhead. Actual running time (07:18) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. As you know from Penance For Pool Use, I had a feeling Little Angel acted like my friend only to use the pool, so I taught her a lesson in bondage obedience, making it clear what her new ‘pool toll’ was going to be from now on. She really did not want to lose her swimming privileges, so she is back, fully aware she will have to submit to a tight bondage and gag session before she jumps in. For today’s pool toll payment, I had her strip down to her push up bra and thong. She asked me if I liked her pink high heel shoes. “Sure, they will look sexy next to the rope about to be wound around your ankles.” I tied her torso with her arms and wrists behind her back in a box tie and then put her in a cross-ankle hogtie, and muffled her mouth with a harness ball gag sunk deep. There, what a lovely bound and gagged Little Angel package we have! This is where the video starts, as I want to have something for my tax records to document pool toll income. She figures she will get to go out and play sooner if she escapes, so first she works off her high heels to spite me, but then it takes a while to loosen the winding around her wrists. Naturally I am keeping an eye on her, and I quickly remedy my carelessness (off screen). You will see her mumble into the tight ball gag what I thought was a thank you for fixing her wrists, but after giving it some thought I do not think she was happy about that after all. Lots of bound, gagged, and barefoot close-ups of our lovely hard-bodied and helpless brunette in this one – until I decide to leave her. No pool for you just yet, Little Angel. You look too cute this way. Actual running time (06:44) (960 x 540)

Starring Julia Faire. It was a cool and sunny Saturday. Julia and I decided to hunt swap-meets in the morning to look for bargains. When we got back home, I started a roast for an early dinner. The meat was in the oven, but I still had to peel potatoes and carrots to pop in the oven a little later, and make a salad. Not finding anything on TV and not in the mood to read, Julia was restless. I wanted to be a good host so I threw her a rope, and she took the bait. Julia charmingly narrates her first roped up predicament as she tries to escape. No luck with that. I throw in a sponge ball and a roll of tape. “What is that for?” She figures it out with a bit of trepidation. With her mouth stuffed and tape plastered over it and under her chin, Julia continues her non-stop dialog, although now it is decidedly muffled. It is pretty easy to figure out one thing she wants, and that is to be released, but the roast still had two hours to go. I threw in a blindfold. She kicks it back at me and gag talks an emphatic rejection of that notion. I did not accept her rejection. With the blindfold on, Julia’s attitude is changing. It is clear she is starting to succumb to the helpless feeling. In the end the ropes are off her body and she peels off the gag. Guess what she has to say? All bondage applied off-screen. Actual running time (10:55) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. I had a feeling she was my friend only because of the pool. She would say thank you after using it, but never brought a little gift, never stayed to chat, nor kiss me on the cheek when she left. She always repulsed my offers of bondage play as well, telling me I was a freak. I had enough of being used, so today I had a plan. I snuck a single glove and ball gag onto the bed while she was putting on her bikini. After getting an earful of “No way” from her, as I expected, she is fitted (off screen) with the tight leather arm binder, monstrously tall posture collar, ball gag sunk deep, and locked leather cuff and chain hobble. I push helpless Little Angel into the playroom and chain-leash her to the bondage frame. I mess with her sumptuous body, rope her knees together, pull down her bikini bottom and remove her top, all the while letting her know my disgust with her attitude, and making it clear what her new ‘pool toll’ is going to be from now on. I blindfold her and leave her to think about her future visits. She struggles and gag pleads for release, but there is no one there to hear her. After a couple hours I return. She mumbles, “Yes Sir,” when I remind her of the new rules for pool use. Are you ready to go swimming now, Little Angel? Actual running time (13:06) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. He lured her over under the guise of a glamour shoot. Everything was going fine at first. Little Angel was smiling and enjoying posing her hard body and bountiful breasts adorned in a pink bra and panty set, with shiny black platform thigh boots adding a bit of kink. Then the photographer introduced a new costume. He described it as a spandex leotard with no hand holes. She said it looked like a straitjacket. (How did she know that?) The photog talked her into trying it on nonetheless. When he started taking pictures again, she was none too happy about it. She thought it was weird and not the least bit appealing. “How are chains glamorous,” she exclaimed, referring to her ankle hobble. She wanted out, and told him so in no uncertain terms. He moved behind her acting as if he was going to remove the contraption, which was embellished with leather finger control mitts and cuffs around her biceps and a rope connector that held it all together behind her back. A leather strap around her forearms completed the transformation of the soft, clinging spandex ‘leotard’ into a very effective restraining device. Instead of releasing her he buckled a big bean bag ball gag in her mouth. It garbled her speech, but not so much to hinder the verbal expression of her angry disposition. He challenges her to escape, and he will pay her double if she does. She fails of course and obeys when he tells her to follow him. She shuffles off in her hobble, still bound and gagged. As with every role Little Angel undertakes when bondage is involved, she is delightfully entertaining, and very easy on the eyes. Actual running time (11:29) (960 x 540)

Starring Julia Faire. “Fuck me while I’m tied up and helpless.” Her words about three quarters in say it all, but bondage slave Julia emotes her desires from the get go. Unfortunately for Julia, the Bondage Master she has been prepared for is not concerned with her desires. His only concern is keeping Julia as bondage prisoner for hours and hours, and maybe if she is a good slave (after hours and hours), he will pay attention to the bondage orgasmic need growing within her. A raw POV look at the beginning of a bondage session, where the viewer is all in, so to speak, and Julia is your very willing captive. No on-screen bondage. Just Julia already rigged in leather chastity bondage belt and breasts-exposed black leather straitjacket, asking you to complete her captivity, and dress her in 6-inch, high heel fuck me pumps. In an instant she is chained to bedposts by neck and ankle, with locked cuffs and leather straps adorning her bare legs. The thick white cloth cleave gag gives her mouth just enough freedom to attempt verbal enticement of her captor. He is all over her, but then to Julia’s amazement and frustration, he leaves. Silly girl. She thought she would get off easy. Actual running time (08:38) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. I talked her into getting tied up, but in short order she was not pleased with her tightly roped to a chair condition. Met with resistance to a panel ball gag insertion, I had to hold her nose to get her mouth open. I then took in numerous views of this deliciously buxom brunette with enchanting brown eyes, helpless in her black bustier, jean mini skirt, and sexy black patent high heel peep toe pumps. Her outfit is fetish enhanced with opera length black leather gloves. She tried to struggle against the tight rope but she could barely move, let alone escape. She could not talk either. Drool flowed from under the gag and her muted complaints went unanswered. She did manage to shed her shoes, revealing her cute bare feet and toes. Still tied up and gagged though, and she is going to need help to change that for sure. Actual running time (08:56) (960 x 540)

Starring Lola Lynn. Although Lola is a bondage veteran, she plays this scene like a first timer, wandering into the playroom with questions of intrigue. The guy, giddy with anticipation of binding and gagging this buxom beauty, does his best to convince her to try it. With a bit of trepidation, having sensed her host’s wicked nature, Lola agrees to be tied up. She is roped (off screen) standing to a post, with her hands in leather mitts handcuffed together in front and locked to a wide bondage waist belt. A white collar, perhaps reflecting her innocence, completes her outfit. What an adorable ‘girl next door’ she is in stressed jeans, wedge heel sandals, and tight t-shirt hugging her voluptuous breasts. Of course, the fact she is helpless makes her REALLY adorable, and she likes in a sensual way this bondage stuff from the get go. So, he adds more stuff on screen and watches her reactions. First a clear panel ball gag, and then a crotch rope. Lola continues to express complete and eager compliance. Given she is having too much fun, he decides to leave her alone with her fantasies and her eyes blindfolded with leather. If you like the thought of introducing a special friend to their first-time bondage experience, and having them love the feeling, Lola makes a perfect special friend, and now she is your very own bondage girl. Actual running time (17:08) (960 x 540)

Starring Julia Faire. The beautiful brunette has been waylaid by a crazed fan. Authorities had sentenced him to an institution for the deranged, as he had repeatedly disregarded a restraining order to stay away from the fair maiden. Driven by lust he cannot control, the crazed villain escaped confinement and brought with him from a supply closet a Maxcita Psycho straitjacket. It did not take him long to find the fantasy love of his life, and make her his prisoner. Where the crazed fan has gone and what he is up to is anyone's guess, but right now Julia is alone and dismayed. She has been stripped down to her pantyhose and white open toe D'Orsay high heel pumps. Her torso is tightly confined in the canvas straitjacket. To keep her from moving about in the dank garage, her crazed fan taped her thighs and ankles to a sawhorse. She struggles mightily against the restraints, but they do not budge. She tries crying out for help, but the thick cloth cleave gag hinders any noise a passerby might hear from the street. Actual running time (08:51) (960 x 540)

Starring Sparrow Spade. We were hanging out with not much to do. I suggested we play cops and robbers. “I will be the bad guy who ties you up, as if you are my hostage. You try to get away, and then I will become the hero who rescues you.” She thought it was a little silly, but decided to play along. She said she would not need a hero to rescue her, because she was going to escape on her own. Sparrow said the handcuffs were not fair, but let me put them on her anyway. I tied her to a chair in the garage with two long pieces of scratchy sisal rope. Once I finished, I told her if any of the rope fell off, that would count as an escape, and I would take her out to a nice lunch. If she needed the hero to rescue her, she would have to take me to lunch. The scene opens with Sparrow already tied to the chair. She really got into her role as a tied-up damsel, struggling with all her might to escape, and acting like she was a real hostage. It probably was not all acting, as Sparrow did not make any headway toward getting loose. Her trepidation is sexy when I tighten a leather blindfold over her eyes in an onscreen close-up. Now she cannot see the harness ball gag coming to complete her captivity. The ball is sunk deep in her mouth and the harness gag straps carefully and tightly applied on screen. I cop a boob feel, then leave her blind, muted, tied up, and struggling. It is obvious Sparrow is going to need the hero to rescue her. Before untying her, I ask if she likes this game. That is when we find out Sparrow is a damsel who likes bondage, and she is not interested in lunch right now. Actual running time (09:28) (960 x 540)

Starring Little Angel. “Stop filming me!” Too late now, Little Angel. I talked her into trying on a pair of vintage thigh high boots, the shafts of which came up just shy of her crotch. She let me put her in a Bolero style leather straitjacket too. “It’s just for fun,” I told her. After that it was easy to rope her legs tight and chain her to the bed. She was not too keen about her new role as bondage girl. Her verbal retorts make that clear, but as well provide a barrel-full of close-up entertainment. Damn it is nice to hear a girl say straitjacket! About half way in a tape gag appears on her mouth and a sponge ball inside assures nothing sensible is emitted. For a few moments I cop a feel of her bountiful breasts and erect nipples, which betray her true feelings. She will never admit it, however. Little Angel struggles vigorously throughout, even warning to break the bed before the tape was plastered over her stuffed mouth. I think I am going to keep her as a bondage pet, but I better be careful. She is feisty. Actual running time (09:54) (960 x 540)

Starring Whitney Morgan. Already aroused from her First Rest Sack experience and vibrator induced orgasms, Whitney feigns defiance as her new bondage slave ordeal begins. That does not last long. She is horny. She loves wearing the vintage Ablemen high heel thigh boots. Rarely have they fit anyone so perfectly. The heavy gauge leather and tight fit makes them bondage boots for Whitney. Combine the delicious fetish boot feeling with black leather gloves to her shoulders, finger control mitts, locked collar, tight body harness and cuff and chain hobble puts Whitney in a very real bondage submissive state of mind. I could sense she was having a good time, and the feminine arousal juices discovered on the crotch strap of her harness after she was released confirmed my suspicion. Whitney did not know what was going to happen. She was so helpless I do not think she cared. Before the stuffed mouth tape gag application (on screen) her ‘Yes Sir’ replies are unrehearsed and from the heart, and later eagerly mumbles ‘Yes Master’ into her gag. After posing to please in her standing bound and hobbled state, I lay my bondage pet on a knitted blanket and strap her legs together. She is really stuck now and loving it as she tests how little movement she can muster. When the blindfold is presented, Whitney lifts her head to help me put her in the dark. I tread quietly during a camera survey of the leather bondage prisoner as she continues to savor her tight restriction. She does not know where I am, nor when she may be rescued, but that is what excites bondage lovers. Actual running time (15:04) (960 x 540)