You're so bitter about our breakup! I've come over so that you can sign the final papers for our divorce, and you make me the weirdest offer ever. You want to make some videos to remember me by, and in return you'll pay me an extra £50,000. That's an attractive offer, despite the fact that OBVIOUSLY you want the videos to be bondage scenarios, since it's what turns you on. I think that's ridiculous, but be my guest! As long as the bondage isn't too extreme, that is. I want to be able to breathe! Soon, clad in shiny black opaque pantyhose, spandex leotard and high strappy heels, I'm on camera for you, describing the bondage scenario you're so eager to act out. And then I find myself tightly spread eagled, pretending to love the restraints, whilst secretly hoping you're not going to add that enormous gag. In scene two, you've chosen for me to appear as a blackmailing personal trainer who gets her comeuppance when the boss of the gym ties her tightly to a chair in her tight spandex leggings, high heels and sports top. Soon, I can hardly catch my breath from the tightness of my bondage, and when I discover that things are worse than they originally appeared, it's too late and I'm trapped.. My wicked husband has trapped me into allowing myself to be tied up and at his mercy! And it's only now that I realise I'm going to be SOLD OFF! Soon I find myself in a cold dungeon, tied brutally tightly, gagged thoroughly, and being oiled up for photographers so that my new owners can perve over what they're getting! Dressed only in tiny thong and high strappy heels, I've never felt more vulnerable.
