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I think I’m going to need to find my home defibrillator. This photo set is giving me a heart attack. Aria looks absolutely virginal. She has the face and soft feet of an angel, pressed against the cold stone of what could be a real dungeon or castle tower. That harem girl costume might be the best outfit any of your models have worn. Please use it again. And hire Aria again.
The behind the scenes photo of Aria getting tied up, smiling and standing on a warm rug to minimize the chill during the actual shoot is a great thing to see. All aspects of the shoot are top notch.
The story idea provided is fine, but leaves open all sorts of questions. Has this lady always been a slave from birth? If not what was her former life. Was she a peasant girl seized in a raid. Or was her Father a nobleman who fell out of favor, or had a gambling debt. Perhaps she herself is a relative of the Sheik who tried to seize power.
As a teenager I went on a tear through about the first ten of John Norman’s Gor books about a Kinky Conan-like counter-Earth planet that had a lot of bondage and female sex slaves. Women from our Earth would sometimes be kidnapped to be slaves on Gor. The idea stuck with me of an earth lady who is a barefoot captive on another planet is additionally helpless due to her being on a different world where she has no one to help her, no possibility of returning to Earth, and the culture condones her captivity.
As I’ve grown older and collected glamour photos and movie stills of actresses and singers who are pretty and barefoot, in my fantasies these ladies sometimes get kidnapped not just to other countries, but other solar systems. Aria here looks like she could have been a Taylor Swift grade world famous pop star or actress that got taken aboard a space ship or pulled through a small temporary worm hole to another world.
It turns out this other world has been monitoring Earth transmissions. And it has become trendy among the rich of this world to collect rich and famous women from earth as trophies. This women Aria is portraying is particularly upset because her owner has no interest in having her sing or dance or act for her. She just spends her days as a tied up trophy in her castle.
Occasionally she get’s marched in chains through the city or confined publicly so the common folk could gawk at the trophy captive from another world. This lady used to enjoy going barefoot in public. Flaunting the minor social convention that disapproved of public barefootedness was empowering. But being forced to go barefoot in public where her feet a something being shown off that everyone takes particular notice of isn’t empowering. Here her barefootedness is another indication of her status as a trophy.
One day the she Sheik has the former rich and powerful celebrity hogtied in public or maybe just in front of her friends and fitted with a stimulator that allows for the remote control stimulation of the celebrities’ feet, breasts, and clitoris with warmth, cold, tickling, or suction sensations on a cellular level. The celebrity is played like an instrument as the controller is passed around. She twists and moans and pleads for mercy as she’s kept in a prolonged state of unreleased arousal that finally gets released in a soul shattering orgasm that amuses the she Sheik and her friends to no end.
Since the topic of kidnapped celebrities has come up, one variation I like is a woman who looks just like a celebrity and is always getting kidnapped by mistake. She might even have a card on her that reads, “The holder of this card is not the celebrity you think she is. This can be confirmed by calling the following number:555-5555. If you have kidnapped this woman by mistake please return her to where you took her from. Thank you.”
The whole thing is inconvenient, but the lady kinda likes the attention. One day the lady is kept by one of her kidnappers, who likes her even more than the celebrity they were trying to kidnap. Don’t you love a happy ending. This seems like something that would happen to Juliana, or Harriet, or Hollie…
I’m generally not a big fan of Strapaddo positions. I suffer from chronic back pain and it just looks painful to be in. Serious risk of shoulder dislocation too. But I know that you are professionals and know what you’re doing. Aria assumes her strapaddo with poise, and I apreciate the effort it must take for your models to maintain some of the positions they must hold for their work. Even if it “looks pretty” as Ariel and Chanta were discussing in the Harsh Hogtie Video. Thank you
Some strappados, carefully done, can be very sexy. But I agree, they come very close to looking like torture, which really turns me off.
I’ve been admiring the Aria Harem girl dungeon photoset again. I’ve also been admiring pictures of Elizabeth Olsen I’ve gotten from Wikifeet. Elizabeth, Andrea Corr, Jenny Agutter, or Taylor Swift, or any number of lovely famous ladies would be good candidates for a storyline inpired by Aria’s photoset involving a famous entertainer with the worst agent who somehow negotiates a contract that involves her becoming the property of a crazy European Countess who loves collecting famous young ladies to keep barefoot and tied up in her castle when not being walked in chains publicly for the countess subjects to admire. After spending her first night tied in a strapaddo (if a supportive one), where her soft virginal vulnerable feet were pressed against the cold stone floor, the young celebrity is bathed and tended to by servants, before being hogtied and cleave gagged on satin sheets where she waits for the Countess to come and minister to her poor tired feet with massaging fingers, and a loving searching tongue, followed by cruel tickling…
Lately my mind has been dwelling on supernatural narratives like Faith as the Ghost Bride. Part of the appeal of them to me is that they allow for a damsel to be eternally vital and youthful and comfortable while forever bound and gagged without cramping or needing to eat or use a restroom. Aria could could be portraying a celebrity or rich lady who spent the night in the wrong haunted posh hotel that used to be a castle, and spent too much time admiring a certain antique portrait. Now she has been pulled in to a spirit realm of an enchanted past where she will eternally be the young barefoot captive of the foot molesting Mad Countess.
Our captive here could also be a novice witch who went to a remote corner of the sorcerer’s academy to experiment on her own (maybe this happened to Hermione at Hogwarts). She was trying to magically manipulate a rope when all of a sudden her clothes had transformed into a harem outfit and her wrists were tied in front of her and attached to the ceiling. Cursing herself for daydreaming when she should be concentrating on her magic, she tries to reverse the spell. But since she can’t gesture properly her efforts just result in her being more stringently bound and ballgagged as well. Our witch can’t work magic with her hands bound and her mouth full. She finds her predicament pleasurable, it happened as a result of her daydreaming after all, but she will be terminally embarrassed if she is discovered like this. And her fellow students will take photos of her and tickle her. If only she weren’t so aroused she might be able to think of a way out.
This lovely barefoot prisoner might be in this predicament because she fell asleep watching an “I dream of Genie” marathon and is now having a vivid dream of being a poor genie whose lamp was discovered by a naughty Baroness whose first wish was to keep the pretty Genie as a lifelong plaything to keep tied up as a decoration around her castle. If the dreamer dreams deeply enough she may become a permanent resident of the dream lands, a prisoner of her own desires.
In any case, when my fictional barefoot captives get stuck for decades/centuries/forever in dream worlds or ghost realms they always come to love their imprisonment and not only do they remain young and vital indefinitely, every day feels like the first day of their captivity. You wouldn’t want the crushing weight of eternity spoiling the fun.
Another possible story behind these photos is that the young lady is a shallow selfish indulged daughter of a rich man who was vacationing in a remote European country with some peculiar local laws regarding the keeping of young ladies as barefoot captives. This particular Paris Hilton/Nicole Richie style party girl was having a grand night on the town, drinking Champagne, dancing, and then having the greatest winning streak gambling with a mysterious Countess. After winning hundreds of thousands of Euro’s and having no suspicion that she’s being played, the rich girl gets an unusual wager. The Countess looks the party girl in the eye and places a fist sized red gem on the table between them while wagering the rich girl’s freedom against the sparkling jewel (which is of course just a piece of glass).
The party girl was more than a little tipsy, and feeling high on her winning streak. She impulsively accepted the wager. After all, daddy always got her out any trouble. The next thing she knows she is bound and gagged in a harem costume in a castle with cold stone below her bare feet. She can’t believe this is happening, or that her daddy is so fed up with her that he wouldn’t ransom her even if the Countess offered him one. The Countess might even be live streaming the party girl’s humiliation for the world to see. It’s all perfectly legal. This is her life now.
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