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I had an interesting photoshoot over the past weekend. It was ribbon and rope bondage and it was my first time being tied up like that. As always I woke up anticipating my photoshoot, jumped in the shower, fed my men, and then the time was mine to make myself look pretty. Since I was planning on the red lipstick I wanted to be conservative with my eye makeup, after all I did not want to look like a very badly made up doll, Dinka Doll, doll, lol, no pun intended.  So I went easy with my eyes, opted in for a smoky light look. Topped it off with red mani and pedi and I was good to go. I jumped in my car, turned on my book and took off. Upon arrival I met my rope specialist Robbie, it was a first time I was meeting him, as far as photographer, and I have shot with him before on many occasions. He proved to be reliable, fun, very professional and what's more important – he is a good photographer, who got me published.   After I dressed, or better say undressed I came out to...

This photographer tagged me on my modeling site, so I went to look at his work, and I was pleasantly surprised. His pictures were different, they had “old style” look, like you are getting a glimpse into the past. And I thought to myself that I don’t mind having a shoot with him, especially since his studio was in DC. It will be something totally different. So I sent him email, commenting on his pictures, we started talking, and he invited me to shoot at the location at the beach house, 3 hours away. At first I started talking myself out of it, and I started to compose “thanks, but no thanks” polite email, but then decided to “sleep on it” and in the morning, I could not find anything against it, and giving it final thought, and discussing it with Vik I decided that I can use some time away. The thought of seeing an ocean, when it is so bitter cold outside was warming my heart from the inside, and I was beginning to look forward to the weekend on the beach. We exchanged few lengt...

First time I met him was on the location he picked, it was an abandoned factory somewhere 40 minutes away from my house. That part I figured out only on my way back home. We decided to meet at one of the oriental supermarkets. I knew where one was so I went there to meet him. I arrived on time and called him to find out what he is driving. Little red car, after looking around for a few minutes of orientation with him, I realized that I was at the wrong place. Rushing to fix my little misunderstanding I took matters into my own hands and thinking I know where I need to be going, I took of in the opposite direction. He chased me in his little red car for the next half an hour, because I drove so out of my way that the figured out that stopping me at the nearest shopping center and picking me up was the smartest idea. So I sat and I waited patiently, giving myself a lecture for wasting daylight, till my superman arrived. And he did, wearing a red superman tee shirt. He greeted me with a ...