I know this is very odd; I blame the comfort of being in bed with an illness that isn’t stopping me feeling awake. I started to think my previous post, which I published yesterday, might be a bit too long for anyone to actually read, so I’m starting again for the rest of the story of what I’ve been doing in my attempts to do all the BDSM things I’ll be taking a little break from in January.
I had a bondage shoot on Tuesday for a lovely producer
http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/38887/Carla-Gee-s-Bondage#startingpoint
who’s allowed me to do a lot of rigging experimentation over the last couple of years. The shoot was combined with a Christmas party which is always a wonderful treat because I get to meet all the other bondage models from the website, and we watch premiers of the videos which will be appearing over the next few months. Hoorah, and thank you!
The following day, I hosted a bondage shoot at my house, with Sammie B and a new bondage producer whose work will be appearing online next year. It was super, damsel-in-distress fun, with two private investigators being menaced by a villainess, who’d (amusingly for us) already shot her scenes elsewhere. We spent a lot of time gazing just past the camera trying to look terrified of her. Being hostess as well as model made my attention wander somewhat which I guess is why I don’t shoot from home very often. It’s a gorgeous treat, but I’m not sure if I’ll ever do my most committed performances while wondering why people haven’t drunk their coffee and whether anyone else actually wants hummus for lunch…
And then, magically, it was time to shoot for Restrained Elegance again, for the first time since the bloody hospital trip at the end of our last shoot. I’ve had a go at scripting and presenting some podcasts for the site;-
http://www.restrainedelegance.com/preview/podcasts/videorepodcast2_720p.mp4 (observe the radiator which I haven’t painted yet – slovenly!)
But it’s not really the same as doing whole proper bondage shoots, and the BDM and I had tremendous fun making up a shoot plan with all the activities we haven’t been able to do for a while (and a few which we’d never tried – whoop!)
I probably should have been warned by the previous week’s spanking shoot that my pain tolerance might not be quite back to normal yet. And indeed, I screamed and cried my way through the planned bastinado scene. ‘For heaven’s sake!’ I thought, once I’d calmed down. But was happy to realise that it hadn’t even occurred to me to safe-word, which reassures me that I didn’t actually want it to stop. The day culminated in the BDM trying to teach me about camera F-stops by means of weighted nipple clamps. Alas, although it was very entertaining, it didn’t actually seem to work. It’d been my idea, but I hadn’t realised that blood