Helpless in my Bolero Armbinder on the Terrace
105 photos; 15:13 video
The night air on the terrace is cool… and I’m the burning-hot, helpless centerpiece.
My tight black faux-leather dress clings like a second skin, the red zippers over my nipples wide open. Steel clamps bite down hard, linked by a heavy chain that spells “BITCH” in bold letters. Every tiny shiver makes the chain jingle and the clamps sink deeper.
Shiny faux-leather leggings disappear into knee-high heelless ballet boots my feet XXXX onto extreme pointe, calves trembling, toes already singing that sweet song of pain.
The bondage is merciless perfection:
- Ankles locked in wide leather cuffs with a padlock, a short chain running straight to the metal railing no step possible
- Two broad black leather straps crush my legs together above and below the knees so tight they feel like one solid column
- My arms swallowed by a strict leather bolero monoglove elbows pulled close (but not quite touching), hands fused behind my back, shoulders arched, chest thrust proudly forward
- My mouth stretched to its limit by a massive 55 mm red ballgag, strap cranked viciously tight every word reduced to wet, drooling “hnnnffff”
And of course… the evil remote-controlled vibrator, strapped firmly between my legs, humming away at whoever holds the phone.
I pull, twist, try everything to loosen the monoglove or the chain nothing. Only the clink of the “BITCH” chain, the squeak of ballet boots on concrete, and my muffled whimpering.
Later the soft leather blindfold comes everything goes black. No sight, no escape, just endless vibration and the knowledge that I’m displayed out here, helpless, until someone decides I’ve had enough.
16 minutes and 42 seconds of pure, glossy, drooling desperation under the open sky.
Tags: Heelless Ballet Boots, Bolero Monoglove, 55 mm Red Ballgag, “BITCH” Nipple Chain, Remote Vibrator, Faux-Leather Dress & Leggings, Terrace Bondage, Leather Blindfold, Helpless Outdoor, Crossdresser Bondage
