ok so im needing distracting from the whole love thing.
Im not a big fan of having my photo taken and even less so when im in bondage and sufferring but the bossman has his David Bailey moments and out comes the camera...."smile"...seriously are you kidding me im hung here like a marionette, im hurting and you want to take my damn picture!..fuck off...all said in my mind of course...never a good idea when one is tied up naked and helpless in a room filled with instruments of torture to start getting cocky.
The last time he decided to take photos i had my arms suspended above me attached to the suspension point, anal hook inserted and then via the loop at the top of the hook rope was attached also to the suspension point, nipple clamps and weights on as well as the labia being clamped and weighted..but the worst was the gag it was a Jennings dental gag which keeps the mouth wide open..i hate it.
So there he is with his camera and he tells me to look at him, i dont want to, i really dont, im feeling completley humiliated in a way i dont enjoy and he is laughing at me because he knows im not a happy bunny and im not! hanging there with drool dripping down my chin because of the gag so im going to ignore him and look at the floor.
My eyes convey exactly what i am thinking, yeah you know that saying 'if looks could kill' well he would be dead and buried and he demands that i look at him so thats the look he is going to get and he chuckles as he snaps away with the damn camera. The photos will never make it to the blog so dont even go there!