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Everything of Value
Erc strained uncomfortably and uselessly at his tight bonds. He paused as a tall and elegant black clad figure strode into the room. With pained eyes he gazed up at the statuesque blonde woman looking down at him, a vicious looking crop that the terrified Eric knew all too well, in her left hand leather gloved and a pair of clinking metal handcuffs in her right. Eric dared to meet her pale blue eyes, but his tone was not defiant. “Please, ma’am,” he said plaintively, “what do you want? You have taken all of value that I have! Can’t you just leave me now?”
The woman, resplendent in her tight fitting leather look black dress, sheer black tights and heeled black shoes stared down at him with a mixture of amusement and contempt. “You think this is a simply a robbery?” she laughed. “That I am some kind of high end housebreaker?” Eric found himself nodding. She smiled, a sinister light in her eyes. “No, I have not yet taken everything of value from you.” Eric swallowed. “I have good news for you, my friend,” the beautiful virago continued, “I am going to untie you.” Hope leapt briefly in Eric’s heart - was his ordeal about to end? The woman soon crushed his brief surge of optimism. “But your bad news is that you will then be handcuffed, blindfolded and gagged,” she continued, “before you enjoy a long trip in the trunk of my car.” Even bound as he was, Eric’s shoulders visibly slumped. The young woman crouched next to her prisoner, her tight clothes stretching enticingly over her perfect figure, her lipsticked mouth close to his ear. “This is no mere robbery, my overpaid friend,” the girl whispered to him, with the faintest hint of an East European accent, “ this is a kidnapping.”
My interpretation of the story behind this excellent piece of fm bondage juxtaposition art by Tied Up At The Moment who can be found on Deviant Art
Tricia Helfer shackled in Battlestar Galactica
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