For me, bondage is not just a thing that you do to keep someone in place while you move on to the “real” stuff. The act of tying is a sensuality of it’s own to be relished.

It has a powerful effect on me to see my playthings meticulously bound, rendered helpless and laid out before me. I love watching them squirm, knowing that they couldn’t escape even if they wanted to. I love the idea of them held in place, exactly as I would have them, no matter what I may choose to do to them.

I may use as little as a pair of leather cuffs or, if I’m in a more thorough mood, I may mummify the entire body or tie them into intricate, pleasing positions with my rope. Sometimes I like to hurt them while they are so vulnerable, unable to defend themselves. Other times I may simply lie alongside them, tracing a fingertip over their skin, enjoying the acquisition of a new toy. I may just keep them there at my disposal for hours at a time.

Options include: rope, leather, metal, lock and key, saran wrap, pantyhose, duct tape, anything else I can get my hands on! gags, cages, mummification, immobilization, inescapable bondage and predicament bondage.