Author's Note: A friend of mine recently related this story to me and gave me permission to write it up and submit it for publication. It is I beleive a true account of events at the photo shoot, I have seen some of the pics. Paula is thinking of going back for a second session

Chapter 1: The First Visit

The following is an account of a recent experience I had on a bondage photo shoot.

Let me first give some background to the event.

I am a male and normally the dominant partner in a relationship , but I have wanted to try being a sub to see how it felt to be on the receiving end of the bondage. I came across a bondage web site during a trawl through the internet, the site showed bondage stills and some short sample videos, all of which were very good. As with many sites there were also pages devoted to details of the models used, whilst reading some of these details, it became clear that the site also featured models who were cross dressers, transvestites or transsexuals. For some time I have dabbled with mild cross dressing, although only as a solo activity, wearing stockings, high heels and boots, so the site intrigued me a little more. Further investigation revealed that the site was run locally to were I live, and had a photo studio available, were one could be tied, photographed and videoed.

I decided to make some enquires about booking a session as a sub, but I wanted a little more information, such as costs, what I could expect during the session, and as I had decided to try for a cross dressing session, would there be someone who could do a make-up make over for me.

All these questions were answered very quickly and completely and so I booked the session, along with a female model who would do the make over for me and also do the tying in the photos and video of the event.

I wrote out two scenarios giving details of a story line to be followed and the outfits I would be wearing and how I wanted to be tied. I supplied my own outfits, and the studio supplied the bondage equipment, I also used my own gags as I felt happier with this.

The great day came and feeling quite nervous I made my way to the studio, I met the model I had booked, and everyone was very friendly and did their best to put me at my ease. We started the session by going over the scenarios I had written, with a few changes suggested by the model all was OK. The model then went to change into her outfit and I was left to change into mine.

When I was ready for the first scene the model came in and did my make-up, I asked to be turned away from the mirror so as to be surprised by my final appearance, the model got to work and in what seemed a very short time had finished and I was turned back to the mirror to see the results. It was amazing, staring back from the glass was a face, vaguely familiar but unrecognisable as me, I put the finishing touches to my outfit and we were ready to go.


Scenario 1

In this scene I was being punished by a cruel Mistress for some minor transgression.

The outfit I had chosen for the scene was a pearlised pewter coloured latex catsuit, (I had had this made for me by Ectomorph), together with a pair of black and red patent crotch high boots,(from Alternative Footwear), a black hip length PVC coat (from a local shop), and a short henna coloured wig, (from a local wig shop).

The model took a series of still photos of me in this outfit in a variety of poses, I was by now feeling quite warm from the various layers of clothing I was wearing so off came the coat and a few more shots were taken. The still camera was then set to operate automatically and the video camera started and we were ready to start the tying.

I was led over to a straight backed chair and forced to sit, all the while Mistress Candi, as I was to call her, was verbally abusing her Tranie slave, Paula ,(me), and threatening her with a variety of punishments. Once seated Mistress attached leather cuffs to my wrists and pulled my arms behind my back, over the back of the chair and then joined the wrist cuffs and locked them on. My Mistress then took a length of rope and tied my ankles, starting with a larks head and then several loops of rope before cinching the tie down tight, a second length of rope was then used to tie my body to the chair, this rope went around my body, over my upper arms and around the back of the chair. Mistress then stepped out of the camera shot and returned with a harness ball gag with a large pink ball. When I started to object to being gagged, and begged Mistress not to gag me she laughed and forced the ball into my mouth and behind my teeth.

Mistress then humiliated me by smacking me about the arms and thighs, she sat on my lap and fondled my breasts and shook her own large breasts in my face and then showed me how I looked in a mirror. All the while Mistress threatened to throw thw key to the padlocks out of the window leaving me tied in the chair, and call my friends over to see me tied and dressed as a woman, and she also threatened a series of further punishments, each more frightening than the last. Finally she left me alone, bound and gagged, to struggle and try to free myself. While I was struggling I was also calling to Mistress to come back and free me, but, of course, she did not return. When she did return it was not to free me but to change my bondage for something more strict.

I was untied from the chair, although my wrists and ankles were left tied, Mistress then forced me to shuffle over to the bed and pushed me down on to it she then sat on the bed next to me and spanked me, whilst I tried to beg her to stop through my gag, but of course she didn't. When she eventually grew tired of spanking me she took more rope and bound my elbows she pulled the first loop of rope tight to force my elbows tightly together I tried to protest at this ,but again the gag stopped me. Leaving a long end to the elbow tie she then forced my legs up and passed the end of the elbow rope between my bound legs and pulled it against the rope around my ankles, this forced me ankles up toward my wrists, when it felt as if my legs could bend no more she tied the rope off in front of my ankles and left me in a tight hogtie. After some more slapping and breast fondling Mistress told me she was going out to find a man who might be willing to pay her in order to have me as a plaything for a while, she then went out of the room and I again struggled and tried to free myself but the bondage was too tight.

After about ten minutes Mistress returns and she asked me if 'I had learnt my lesson', when I indicated that I had she began to release me from the bondage, warning me all the time what she would do to me if I again displeased her.

When the last rope was removed and the gag taken out of my mouth we both switched back to our normal personalities and we had a drink and talked over the scene. All in all I found it quite exciting and very enjoyable, although I would have preferred the bondage to be a little more severe, but as the model said as she did not know my limits she wanted to take thing gently at first, which was the sensible way to do things. We then took a short rest and then moved on to the second scenario.


Scenario 2

I had dressed up, as a woman, to go out for the night, when my Mistress found out and decided that this is something she could not allow, so I was again to be punished.

The outfit I had chosen for the night out was a black rubber catsuit, (from Honour) and a pair of bright red shiny PVC pull on thigh boots, (again from Alternative Footwear), a pair of bright red shoulder length PVC gloves, (from Honour), a red hip length PVC coat (again from a local shop) and the same wig as before.

My Mistress arrived just as I was about to go out and proceeded to tell me how she could not allow me to run around doing what I like without her permission. During this tirade Mistress kept slapping me and forced me back into the room. When I reach a chair she forced me to sit and then handcuffed my wrists behind the chair back, when I tried to stand up again she again slapped me and told me to sit. Mistress then picked up a roll of duct tape and a rubber ball, the ball was forced into my mouth and I was told not to dare to spit it out or 'I would suffer like I had never suffered before', she then ripped off a length of the tape and stuck it over my mouth gagging me, several additional strips of tape followed the fist to make a very effective gag. Mistress then sat on my lap and I was subjected to a further round of breast fondling and slapping, as a final torture Mistress then pinched my nose to deprive me of air and make me try to scream and struggle to get free. This breath play torture was repeated several times, before Mistress stood up and went an prepared the cross, when she returned she again started slapping me and grabbed my breasts while she told me what was to be my punishment, again my nose was pinched and I had to fight for breath.

Mistress then removed the handcuffs and forced me over towards the wooden cross in the corner. When I reach the cross she told me I was to be bound on the cross as a punishment for disobeying her, by trying to go out on my own . She then forced me back on to the cross so that my back was resting on the cross piece, she then took one of my hands and looped a rope, hanging from the top of one of the arms of the cross around my wrist and pulled the loop tight and then pulled the rope through the cross and raised my arm to the top of the cross, she then repeated this with my other wrist. She then pulled one leg out to the bottom of the cross and tied it to the base of the cross, and again the other leg was tied to the base of the other cross arm. I was then spread eagled on the cross and tape gagged, I was the subjected to further verbal abuse and more breast fondling and breath play before she left me to struggle as best I could.

Of course the bondage and gag were too good for me to escape from and I was still bound when Mistress returned and I was told she would release me but if I ever disobeyed her again or tried to lead my own life she would tie me up and leave me bound forever. When Mistress removes the gag I thanked her for releasing me and when she untied me from the cross I dropped to my knees and begged her forgiveness.

After this we again came out of Dom and Sub Character and again discussed the scene. The model asked if I was happy with the result and after I had agreed that both ties were fine, she asked me what I had felt whilst tied, and I had to admit to feeling of fear at being helpless and in the hands of another, for the first time, when she left me questions such as 'when would she come back', or indeed 'would she come back at all'.

The model found this quite intriguing and we both felt that we had both managed to really get into our respective part in the scenes. The final question was one in both our minds, 'would I want to do it again', the answer YES, in fact I am already planning the next shoot, although next time Paula the slave might have a surprise for her Mistress.

So watch this space as they say, and let me know if you want to hear more of my experiences as Paula the tv-girl sub.