SHOOT SURPRISE

When a roving man-with-a-cam (Michael) stopped in town, Jon and I went over to do a photo session in his suite.   (It's always nice to have a different background!)

As we drove over, I was planning everything in my head about what I wanted to accomplish.  I'd been sick for a few weeks, so we hadn't been getting any photos done.  Not only did I want to get some new material for this site, but very soon, my NetFet photos would be due.  (I was doing a monthly bondage column for the NetFetish 'zine at the Hotbox paysite.)

I told Jon that first we'd have to get the NetFet pics done; then we could take care of a few requests.  Since I was still a little under the weather, I wasn't sure how many times I would be able to be tied up before I became tired.

When we got there we had about 4 cases of stuff to lug up to the room.  I don't like to bring so much to a location shoot, but I hadn't had time to sort and pack beforehand, so instead of bringing only what I needed, I'd simply thrown all my stuff in the car.

In the room I lined up all the cases and opened them.  Michael had gear spread out on the bureau as back-up.  Jon got out some extra equipment that he'd brought, and we loaded the cameras.  I was really looking forward to getting tied up because we hadn't done much bondage lately.  While I was checking out Michael's equipment he placed a box in my hand.  It was a wrapped gift!

I sat down on the sofa and Michael explained that it was a birthday present.

The box was clearly a lingerie-size box.  Before opening it I said, "Well I have to warn you, lingerie doesn't fit me, because I'm size extra-small, and lingerie usually only goes to size small.  But don't worry, I'll have Catharine alter it to fit me."

Jon said something like, "Oh, this will probably fit you."  At which I looked at them both quizzically.

I unwrapped the gift while Michael snapped pics.  At first it looked like a leather strap set, but when I pulled it out I saw that it was a single-glove.  And it wasn't just ANY single-glove.  It was a really tiny one!

I've worn several gloves in my life, and they've never really fit me.  They were always too big.  For this glove, Jon had given Michael my measurements, and he'd had the glove custom-made through Simone Devon's Devonshire site!

I got very excited and wanted to put it on right away.  I jumped up and started rummaging through my cases and flinging stuff, looking for the right thing to wear.   At first I thought I would wear my thigh-high boots and nothing else, but then I decided to wear a gown so that the resulting pictures could be displayed on the site.

At this point Jon reminded me that I was supposed to do my NetFetish photos first.   Work before play!  But I was anxious to wear the single-glove, so I did a compromise.  After I got the gown on, we did a half roll of the NetFet stuff, and then we switched cameras and did the glove bondage.

Jon slid the glove onto my arms, tightened the laces, and buckled the straps.   This process took some time because Jon was getting things just right.  A surprise for me was that I couldn't wear the glove the way Simone does.  She has the anchor straps cross in front, just below the neck.  When we tried that, it set up on my neck and was choking me.  So then Jon switched the straps to cross over the back of my neck, which it worked beautifully and felt great.

I just couldn't believe I was wearing a glove that fit me, that I couldn't get out of.

I was ecstatic.  Which you can see here. :)

Jon and Michael both had cameras and took a few snaps. Jon asked what ballgag I wanted.  I suggested white (I like how red lipstick looks when it frames a white ballgag).

Then I mmphed to Jon and he knew I wanted to be hogtied. I wriggled down onto the bed and he strapped my ankles up to my glove-ring.

After I'd posed every which way in my hogtie, Jon had a brainstorm and he asked Michael to help him empty the closet.  My hogtie strap was removed, then I was carefully helped across the room (hopping) and secured to the closet bar.

As soon as I was bent over I started losing control of my saliva, which started dribbling down onto the carpet.  Jon and Michael took a lot of photos of this, and I mmphed to Jon to pull my skirt up too.

Finally we had enough pics and Jon let me down.

After we were done with that set, I changed into other clothes and got duct-taped for a Net-Fet set.  (Can't show 'em here; the Hotbox has those pics exclusively.)

Then Jon wrapped parts of me with PVC tape and I posed for a Bedroom feature pic.

When we were all done, I packed up my clothes and Jon packed up equipment, we gave a farewell to Michael and off we drove toward Orange County.

Jon and I have been working such long hours for the past year or two that we'd dropped out of the Scene somewhat.  I was very happy when I recently ran into an old friend and she invited us to one of her notorious private parties again.  We hadn't been to her place in ages.  She lives a long ways away, so whenever we attend her parties, we get a hotel room to stay in.  This is always handy for getting some nice photos, of course.

We checked into a hotel down there, prepped for the party and were off.  The party was just getting started.  Jon and I are often the first people to do any scenes because most of the flogging fets etc. seem hesitant to start right in with a dramatic scene when everyone is going to be looking at them.  Also I suppose they want to conserve energy for the evening so that they'll be able to do several scenes.

First Jon and I toured the house to see what had changed since we'd last been there.   The rooms were set up a bit differently but all our favorite furniture was still there.  First thing, Jon saran-wrapped me to an x-cross and then added lots of duct tape on top of that.  Then he put me into my new single-glove (whee!) and put cuffs on my ankles and we walked around, with me making tiny steps in my high heels.  I forget what gag I was wearing but as we passed our friend James, he laughed and said "And how are you this evening?," to which I replied "Mmph mmph mf mf Mmph!"

After I'd had the single-glove on as long as I could, Jon removed it and locked my wrists behind my back with fur-covered handcuffs.  Then we went into a room that was now set up different from previous times.  There was a contraption dominating the center of the room.  It had a bench part and a big metal V that sticks its arms into the air.  Jon bent me over the bench and strapped me down.  He roped the cuffs so that my arms were strappado-ed up toward the V points.  He strapped my ankles to the base.  I could scarcely move at all.  Jon moved behind me and started to tease me.  Then he pushed up my miniskirt too.  He was teasing me and teasing me until I was making all sorts of noise.  Jon went over to the door and closed it. Then he came back and opened his pants.  This event was a bit personal, so for once I won't give you the exact details of what Jon did.

Oh, but this is a Behind the Scenes write-up, and wasn't I supposed to be talking about the single-glove?  Let's move this along, shall we?

The last thing we did at the party was a partial suspension off the x-cross.   Unfortunately the scene didn't work very well (I often get so crazy that I keep wanting to get tied up until we're really both too tired to be doing this wacky stuff).   We packed up and went back to the hotel to get some rest.

In the morning I dug out some equipment and we made use of the neato-keen bathtub set-up.  When Jon put the single-glove on me, I could feel how sore my muscles were from having worn it so much the day before, but I really wanted to get some more photos of it, so we just went with it.  Jon added straps on me and I posed naked and blindfolded, sitting on the edge of the tub.  I like using a white tile background with high-fet like leather.

So that was my exciting single-glove weekend!

If you're a Keyholder, there are some more single-glove pics for you to see -- click here.