Predicament bondage

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Holy fuck this is a lot. I can't imagine being able to tolerate this position for very long. So much bodily tension, display and nipple torture... what happens next? Who else is in the room? This definitely falls into the category of "things that make me uncomfortable but also turn me on"
...but then again that's true of most predicament bandage scenarios
*blushes*
 
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Holy fuck this is a lot. I can't imagine being able to tolerate this position for very long. So much bodily tension, display and nipple torture... what happens next? Who else is in the room? This definitely falls into the category of "things that make me uncomfortable but also turn me on"
...but then again that's true of most predicament bandage scenarios
*blushes*
That’s like art ❤️❤️❤️

I think it’s beautiful to be displayed like that but not for very long 😳
 
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I think this falls into the predicament bondage scene. I love the thick posture collars - connected with quite a short chain.

She is looking up and back as if for direction and/or approval. What does he want? The woman on top looks close to cumming just from rubbing herself on her playmate. And... oh yes to the clothespins amplifying the intensity and adding pain to the scene.

I'm about as straight as they come, but there are so many elements of this that opens up my submissive brain to what he wants. What he wants me to experience. What gives him pleasure to watch. The deep elements of control as I give over one more thing to his sadistic dominance. Finding I crave something I thought I had no interest in. Why does my brain like this? Why does it go mushy as I give up another layer of the control I thought I had of myself?

It's all an illusion. The more I give it up, the more my mushy brain becomes clearer, freer, honest.
 
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I think this falls into the predicament bondage scene. I love the thick posture collars - connected with quite a short chain.

She is looking up and back as if for direction and/or approval. What does he want? The woman on top looks close to cumming just from rubbing herself on her playmate. And... oh yes to the clothespins amplifying the intensity and adding pain to the scene.

I'm about as straight as they come, but there are so many elements of this that opens up my submissive brain to what he wants. What he wants me to experience. What gives him pleasure to watch. The deep elements of control as I give over one more thing to his sadistic dominance. Finding I crave something I thought I had no interest in. Why does my brain like this? Why does it go mushy as I give up another layer of the control I thought I had of myself?

It's all an illusion. The more I give it up, the more my mushy brain becomes clearer, freer, honest.
That is some very deep analysis, I'm happy to enjoy the picture and hope they enjoyed the predicament.

Did you notice the oversize camera in the corner of the pic, I wonder where you get the film for it?
 
That is some very deep analysis, I'm happy to enjoy the picture and hope they enjoyed the predicament.

Did you notice the oversize camera in the corner of the pic, I wonder where you get the film for it?
The "camera" looks like a novelty styled piece of furniture.

And well...this is Lit. So I figure we should at least try to use our words
 
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I think this falls into the predicament bondage scene. I love the thick posture collars - connected with quite a short chain.

She is looking up and back as if for direction and/or approval. What does he want? The woman on top looks close to cumming just from rubbing herself on her playmate. And... oh yes to the clothespins amplifying the intensity and adding pain to the scene.

I'm about as straight as they come, but there are so many elements of this that opens up my submissive brain to what he wants. What he wants me to experience. What gives him pleasure to watch. The deep elements of control as I give over one more thing to his sadistic dominance. Finding I crave something I thought I had no interest in. Why does my brain like this? Why does it go mushy as I give up another layer of the control I thought I had of myself?

It's all an illusion. The more I give it up, the more my mushy brain becomes clearer, freer, honest.
Such a great picture
 
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This is a beautiful predicament
I love how these ties keep her ass high and her face and shoulders down. Legs tied and spread just wide enough to be fully accessible and slutty. Bound in such a way that there is no denying what a slut she is. Bound so she is able to give in to be exactly who she is and what she craves without feeling any guilt. Her wrists tied such that his pounding of her or teasing and edging her will prevent her from being able to pull away or withdraw from his attention. He makes her free in her bandage. Free to be the slut she is. Free to submit to his darkest needs and her cravings to be his personal whore.

Spank me
Fuck me
Edge me
Mark me
Own me
Every bit of me
Your nasty girl
Your little pain slut
Yours
 
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