Sigh, I really do hate not having a computer right now. But I have gotten my grubby little paws out of my bondage and restraints and onto a computer to make this post.  And I have to say, this post is worth it.

I woke this morning to Uncle M banging on my door. “Get up, let’s go.” Where to? The pick up The Chair. Uncle M has had this amazing bondage chair commissioned and I can’t wait to be tied in it.

One of the reasons this chair is so special is because I, the darling little pest that I am, have a horrible habit of traveling around the room while completely restrained. If my toes can touch the floor, I will scoot around as soon as Uncle M’s back is turned. So this amazing chair keeps my feet about eight inches away from the floor. I can’t knock the chair over, I can’t touch the floor, and there is no way I can reach the knots because my hands won’t be anywhere near them. The bastards have figured out all my tricks. Now if they can just do that without the chair….

And I can’t wait for that photoshoot.