Bondage means different things to different people.  To some, it just means being tied up, but I always felt that true bondage means a lot more.  It can mean total surrender to the situation I find myself in and total embracing of the situation, knowing I can't do anything about it.When I looked more carefully at the machine that was in front of me, I realized that this was to be a special challenge.  It was pretty clear...

They let me finish my cigarette and glass of wine which I appreciated very much. I sat very still on the bed smoking and sipping the wine while they watched me intently. A few minutes earlier when he locked the motel room door and I heard the lock click, I felt just a little fear, but that now gave way to excitement. The guys remaining in the room of this cheap, motel had seen me perform for about an hour. They saw what I...

Everyone seemed to be talking at the same time at my table, and I was surprised by that. I must have zoned out for a while because when I looked around, suddenly I was wide awake. I was now suspicious of what they gave me to drink earlier. As I look back, there was probably some sedative in it that caused me to doze off, but whatever they put in it, when I came around I was more alive and alert than I remembered being in...

My day started around 2:00 a.m. with a phone call from a Black man I knew from an intense relationship that started in a video store theater several years before. After using me as he pleased for several months, he suddenly dropped me and just vanished until this morning when he called and gave me very specific instructions where to come, what to wear and when to arrive. That is why I now found myself inside a cheap motel...

It was about 2 AM when the phone rang. The voice on the other end simply said to get dressed. He told me exactly what to wear. Exactly. He wanted me in a black micro mini skirt, little black mesh top that barely came below my nipples, five inch platform heels, lots of junk jewelry and a bushy Vegas platinum blonde wig. He said to come to the Diamond Motel on the Gulf Freeway and then he hung up. I recognized his voice as...

There I was a sissy bimbo dressed like a slut in a short black micro mini skirt, spike heels, lots of junk jewelry, huge platinum blonde wig, shoulder strap white fur purse and, of course, perfect make up.I had never been to this video theatre before and was nervous at first, but I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and then moved into the theatre area. Screen five was recommended to me by the door girl, who I k...

There were some strong, black street toughs in the SUV, but they got quiet when they saw me step off the curb into the parking lot. My nipples began to get hard under my little black micro mini dress and I could tell they were looking at them. I must admit, my platinum blonde wig, a huge Vegas style wig that went down my back to my butt, swung right and left as I moved my head back and forth looking at them.My make-up was...

It was almost 2 AM when I pulled into the Big Town XXX video theatre in the southeast part of where I live. It was a Saturday and the parking lot was full. I had never been to this particular theatre but it was in the adult theatre chain that I had been visiting for the past two years. Each theatre is different depending usually on the part of town where it is located. Southest part of my city is rough. It is predominatel...