Another set in my grandmother's garden. After my crawling on the dirty table in the greenhouse and the strenous exercise of getting clean afterwards (that you will see next week) I was so tied that I wanted to relax on the sunny... well... this sunny thing that I dare to call simply "garden swing" - of course not without ropes and a gag!                                        * Find the "freudian lapsus"! I found it while reading my text once again, but it is so funny that I prefer making you smile too, instead of correcting it!

Tom: I think that was the best Hogtie I ever saw. A hot sexy girl, tied up with strong hemp ropes, lying on the cement ground, nearly no chance to move...... very funny and very sexy ;-)

Last week my grandparents were not at home. They left me their keys, asking me to look for their cat from time to time. My grandparents own a house with quite a big garden. It is situated at the periphery on a small path wich leads thourough the fields. As I don't have a car I asked Tom to drive me there. On the way Tom said to me: "I hope you don't have any other projects for today..." He discovered to me that the cars' boot was full of ropes and bondage-stuff. What a good idea! I was glad and knew immediately that I wanted to be tied up in the garden. It was the perfect time and place for that: The wether was beautyful and my grandparents' garden is hidden behind a hedge of thick bushes so that nobody can look inside. In the garden I found this old chair which is more holes than a chair. Not very confortable without a cushion on the seat, because you sit on the thin, cold metal props - but perfect for a chairtie because one can lead the ropes through the holes! But once Tom had bound me to this "skeleton of a chair" it suddenly started raining. It was as if heaven had observed our bondage-performance for some time with bright blue eyes and now wanted to participate in teasing me. I was sure that Tom would free me and that we would go inside. But look what he really did!...

Tom: We got the big pictures for our boundcon stand, but Valerie didn´t know which pictures I choosed. So she was very curious about it, but hogtied and gagged it is a little bit difficult to open the paket and see whats is inside.

from Tom: we were visiting an old lonely rail station and because Valerie was boring and want to be tied up (as normal ;-) I took my ropes from the car and had some fun with her......

pictures from the railroad adventures

I always dream about beeing tied up somewhere in the city, because the photos we take outside are more beautiful, but also because I would like to see the people's reaction. I would enjoy either that people have fun and probably get new ideas for their private life, seeing me, but I would also like to see people feeling anoyed and provocated by a simple pair of handcuffs or a rope - which has nothing disreputable for me -, because it would show how petty bourgeois they are. And finally I also like the risk to be seen by the police and to end up really in handcuffs... But Tom does not share this opinion. It was already hard to persuade him to take part of this cautious attempt: We went for a walk in the city and Tom fixed here and there handcuffs or a rope on me. Nice photos that permit you to guess where I'm living, but show only a little bit of bondage... a very very little bit, that's why it became a special update. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Thanks to my fans we often receive new and extravagant ideas. For example this one: I had to dress in a very big wool-lined leather jacket and then sit down on the floor. Tom bound the upper part of my body in some way down to the middle of my crossed legs - a position in which I felt really helpless and lacking of the slightest bit of elegance. But at least it was warm, soft and cuddly and the thick leather protected my skin of the cutting ropes.

pictures of the set