Yesterday we did a ransom video for Close-Up. It was one of those difficult shoots, oh jeez! Originally I'd scheduled a chloro/interview shoot with Dorothy at the doctor's office, Jon assisting. But a week ago I knew I'd never be able to prepare for that shoot in time, so I postponed it. I have to come up with a completed vid by the end of this month, so I decided I'd better hurry up and finish Unsolved Burglaries. I figured as long as we got the car-trunk scene shot, I'd have all the photos ready in time for the January bulletin. I got hold of Zeke on short notice and asked him if he could vid on Sunday. He adjusted his schedule so he could make it.Well as it always happens with a cursed shoot, it turned out later that Jon wouldn't be able to be Roger Slack that day because he had to keep his beard for a shoot next Tuesday. Now I had a shoot scheduled but no script... so I decided we'd just do an "easy" ransom video. Little did I know!
The basic idea was that we would shoot almost real-time, with the guys grabbing me and throwing me in the van; they'd drive me around bound and gagged in the van, we'd do a scene at home with me tied to the chair, then we'd get back in the van for the "ransom pick-up" and tossing me out of the van again.
The day before the shoot, Jon and I had an unexpectedly long Saturday. First we taught a bondage-techniques class down in Hollywood. After dinner with a bunch of the students, we headed back home and quickly tidied up. Oak and Shawna came over to try out the board game we'd been talking up ("Let's Play Bondage", which used to be sold by Harmony). The evening was filled with giggles, humming through gags, and one position after another. Lots of bondage, lots of fun. After such a long day Jon and I just flopped into bed... and I woke the next day fairly unprepared. I was sore from all the activity on Saturday. We dashed over to get my equipment and then dashed back. Jon tried to get a quick nap while I painted my nails. While they were drying I fell asleep right on the couch. Zeke showed up to witness the chaos. The shoot started an hour late.
The first scene had a few things go wrong. First of all I'd asked Jon to pack a kerchief, and it turns out I should've called it a bandanna. I guess I've always referred to bandannas as kerchiefs and the white kerchiefs as men's handkerchiefs... anyway there we were without a bandanna. Whatever. Jon grabbed me and gagged me and wriggled me to the ground and started tying me up. I'd asked Zeke to video very aggressively, since the idea was that the abductors were making a video for their own amusement. I rolled over and there was Zeke with the camera just a few inches from my face. I guess it was very realistic psychologically because wow, I felt very uncomfortable and exposed! (I can't wait to see the footage, it must be so dramatic!) Jon got me trussed into a fold and carried me to the van, Zeke filming alongside. I was dumped into the van and the door slid shut.
They opened the door and I muffled through my gag, "stills."
Zeke said, "you got a cut lip! I think it was visible throughout the scene." I wiggled my mouth a little and then I felt the stinging. Hmm. I asked them whether it looked really bad, and they said it looked like it was drying up okay. We decided to just keep going.
We had two sequences in the van, first the fold-tie, and then a hogtie. I'd been wriggling too hard during the grab-and-tie so my ankle ropes were really dug in. Since we were running late I decided not to have them re-tied. By the end of the second position though boy my feet were going bazonkers! (What the heck, more realism.) They filmed the ransom call and the clothes got pulled every which way, there was some fondling and we also shot some parts where Zeke was driving the van around while Jon messed with me.
We got back home at about sunset. Jon roped me to the chair as we went over the script. There were several sequences to cover: an intro, the water humiliation, and the vibrator. The intro went fine though I was taken aback that while Zeke was filming, he leaned forward and groped for my tit! Good improv but what a surprise! The second segment was going to be difficult. Zeke was to film himself bringing me a glass of water -- it's not easy to film something while you're doing it. He carried the glass in and offered it to me, then wouldn't let me drink. I did the bit of being oh-so-thirsty etc. Zeke stepped back to get a good shot; he was supposed to dump the water on my body. He gave it a healthy toss and the water went astray -- up my nose and in my eyes. Another great "realism" moment of my incredulous surprise, I'm sure! The makeup ran into my lashes and my eyes began to cry like everything. I pouted and tried not to sniffle too hard what with all the water in my nose. Zeke, bless him, didn't freak out, and he managed to film my reaction for a little while before the cut. As soon as he cut they both asked if I was all right. Jon brought a towel to wipe my nose and then he tried to fix the makeup, but it had run all over the place. He had to untie me so that I could repair the makeup. (I like realism, but I've found there are very few customers who like the realism of black mascara all over the face.)
Then it was on to the vibrator scene. I had to be retied to the chair in a similar position, but now with the legs apart and the vibrator set on the seat. My legs were folded under me and I quickly found that with a hard chair this was torturous. Jon tied as quickly as he could and we even switched the vibrator on ahead of time, so that the stimulation would distract me from the pain.
Once the scene started I tried to come as fast as possible. But my body was rebelling. The legs had been folded up long enough that there was no circulation below the knees any more. That kind of thing always has a strong effect on the circulation in the rest of the body. The vibrator was ruthlessly toying with me because I couldn't quite get it into the right area. If I leaned a little I could get it on the Hot Spot -- but in that position I was grinding my feet so hard that the pain kept me from coming. I tried not to whimper too much and I figured I would keep trying no matter what. Jon and Zeke were unhappy that they had to interrupt twice, once to replace the camera battery and then replacing the videotape, but I welcomed the little pauses -- in fact that second pause really helped. While they were loading the film I raised up ever so slightly and took a little weight off my feet, the pain subsided for a moment, and then when Jon started filming again I dropped down on my Hot Spot, had a good fast climb up, got to plateau within a minute or so, and then finally the sensation spilled over and I had quite an orgasm!
I suppose the guys were as relieved as I was!
After getting through that torment I felt we were "over the hump." We loaded into the van in the night darkness. Jon tied me up, Zeke pulled out and drove along as Jon video'd me rolling around in the back. This part was the most fun of the entire shoot for me, because Zeke was doing a lot of turns and I was tossing and rolling around as I struggled. It was a blast. The guys did the "ransom pick-up" and then drove on to the parking lot where I'd been initially grabbed. Zeke stopped the van, Jon threw open the door, lifted me out, carried me out front into the headlights, and plopped me on the dirt. He got back in the van and they video'd their exit as they drove away, leaving me there in the dark.
I might have to shoot a few extra scenes to fill the video, since it might not be 60 minutes long. Not sure what it will be called; in the meantime the working title is Ransom.
Postscript: Ransom is available from Close-Up Concepts.