WE INTERUPT THE CURRENT BLOG TO INSERT THIS EVENT THAT HAPPENED YEARS AGO.

The picture above is one of the earliest know photos of me. IT goes with the story!

Apparently, my friends at the Vanity Club (www.vanityclub.com) so enjoyed this true story about one of my first outings dressed that I feel it should be posted here. If you want to know more about me you can also go to my personal website Tawnibonds.com. Go to the Library there and read my interview. It is absolutely enlightning!!!!

But I digress:

Here is the story. It is true. It actually happened to me. I was not too bright... but then, isn't that how you guys all love us to be?

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I have never told anyone about this... it was fun, it was scary and when it was over I began to understand a bit about GGs and their concerns.

I went out. To save everyone a lot of reading time, I was dressed sexy, tight, short, too high heels and loads of makeup. I was new! Back then the thrill was to dress and drive around in deserted dark areas hoping that someone would happen by and smile at me. For me, in L.A., that meant driving Mulholland Drive.

And when no one would see me because it was ''that deserted at night, I would pull over into one of the many scenic overlooks. Park, get up the courage to wander around the car once and get back in and hurry away - in case anyone DID see me. I know... a bit crazy, eh?

So, this one night I had parked and was doing the walk around my car when suddenly and without warning I tripped in my too high heels and kind of rolled down the incline for several feet. Not hurt, but covered in dirt and embarrassement, I began trudging back up the little hill. When I got there, another car was parked next to mine!!!! I froze. I could make out 2 people in the car... I could hear their radio playing soft music. And I could see that they were making out.

Holy Crap!!!! There was no way to get into my car without walking within 3 feet of the happy couple, passionately kissing and moaning and all that. Frozen in fear, covered in dirt, I stood there trying to kick-start my brain as to what I should do. In the end there was nothing for it but to just sneak back into my car and pretend that I did not see them.

Scary but not death-defying I told myself.

So, courage summoned and heart hammering away in my mouth ... I took the steps that brought me to the parking area. And the girl, apparently surprised by my sudden appearance, kind of yelled out. Their car headlights immediately came on and ... of course, I was caught like the proverbial 'Deer in the Headlights.' Then their fear turned to something else as all I heard was the girl saying, "Is she hurt?! Is she Okay?! You need to help her!" Their car doors opened and I was surrounded by this couple in their early 20's I would guess. They read me immediately by the way. But she was so sweet and took my by the arm and sat me down on their car bumper asking if I was okay and all. The guy, looked very confused, disgusted, and could not get away fast enough I think. He kept saying, "Let's go!" He's fine."

But his girlfriend was being my nurse and just kept treating me like I was a wounded bird. It was VERY UNCOMFORTABLE for me. I just kept saying I was okay and thanking them and trying to get to my car to leave. This went on for several minutes. And finally, I managed to get up and make it to my car... but, guess what? Yep. No car key. It must have fallen out when I took the tumble.

So all 3 of us starting to look around in the dark and that is when things got really silly. Another car pulled in, with a search light on. Caught in yet another beam of light I turned to look and sure enough, it was the LAPD.

The officer rolled his window down and kindly asked what we were all looking for. The girl friend went up to him and filled him in on the situation and now there were 5 of us looking for my keys: me, the couple and the 2 cops with their flashlights.

After a few minutes the Policeman asked if I had a spare anywhere. I did... at home.

OH GOD!!!! How could this get any worse you may ask? ... after thanking the couple, I was gently placed in the back of the police car for a ride to my house. Now the policemen were very courteous and treated my like a lady the entire time. They did ask to see my ID and I showed it to them. The only thing the said about it was, "Is this your current address?"

Now, we pull up to my house and my girlfriend at the time comes running out to greet us. She got home much earlier than she or I anticipated. She knows all about Tawni. Is somewhat responsible for the quantum leap I made in dressing and make-up and occasionally would buy me something really nice to wear. She just does not particularly want to see Tawni. Anyway, the cops, did not let me out of the car and you know you cannot get out unless they do because there is no door handles in the back of a police car.

I strained to hear what the officer was saying to her and what she was saying to them. I was not happy. They both walked up and looked at my though the window of the car. I never felt more ashamed and humiliated in my life. No one was smiling.

Finally, she thanked the officers and off she went into the house. The policeman said to me that they would drive us back to the car and I was to wait here while my girlfriend went and got the spare key. So there I sat in the back of the police car. My girlfriend came out and got in the car with me and off we went.

During the uncomfortable drive back to the car my she chatted away with the officers asking them all about their jobs and how many 'cases' like me did they see. They all happily discussed transvestites and hookers as if I were not there. I died a million -trillion deaths.

Finally, back at the car, they let us out. As my girlfriend got into our car and I was alone with one of the officers, he leaned in and said to me, "I'd date you." Winked and walked back to his car. I got into my car, started it but before we pulled away, the other officer said to us, "Have a nice evening Ladies".

The only thing my girlfriend said on the way home was, "I bet you really wanted them to handcuff you too, didn't you?"

Hi All -

So last night I had a wild dream!!! I might have been awake for part
of it as it ended in wonderful bliss that I distintly remember and
when I woke up I was all warm and glowing!!!!

The Time: Night
The Place: A very warm cozy private dungeon I think!
The People involved: An extremely beautiful woman, with long shiny
black hair wearing Very High heeled boots, fishnet stockings, a shiny
rubber body suit with very high cut legs, front zipping to reveal the
most wonderful cleavage ever. A very cute guy, with black well
groomed long hair wearing leather pants, cowboy boots, a black satin
shirt and a black wide belt with a Rodeo buckle.

The action: I was wearing ballet boots, a black corset, seamed
stockings (with cuban heels), opera gloves made of leather,yet so
tightly form fitting as to be like a second skin, and nothing else.

The 3 of us had these intensely beautiful redhead bound and at our
mercy. And she was definitly begging for mercy!!!

She was naked except for a deep purple corst and sheer black thigh
high stockings, 5" stiletto heeled shoes, and a ring gag. We had her
on the most wonderful invention for sensual pleasure i have ever seen.
IT was a chrome pole, about 5 inches in diameter that was attached to
2 matching poles - so it was horizontal. This girl, we caller her
Teri, was straddling it with her ankles bound together. Her arms were
bound behind her and her wrists were attached to a chain that could be
raised or lowered, forcing her to bend more forward or less - as we
desired.

We would pull the chair up to force her to lean forward, casuing her
ring-gagged mouth to drool onto the 6 inch chrome pipe she was
straddling.

But here is the intense diabolical part: The pole was charged with
some kind of electricity. If she slide to far forward so that her
front touched the plate positioned just slightly above the pipe, she
would get a very mild but definit shock. On the back of the pipe was
a buttplug which she was ditting on that had the other end of the
electric circuit. It also was on a motorized mover so that she could
not control when she slide forward into the electrical contact.

So as both the Brunette and myself licked and suckled her nipples, the
guy would cause our bound beuaty to move forward and backward, sending
this intensely erotic, sensual power into her sex.

She woudl moan and writh without any control, drooling onto the pipe
when we wished, sliding forward... Oh my.. even now I am getting all
wet just thinking about it.

At some point, I replaced her on the contraption and all three of them
had me going for hours and hours of this insanely intense pleasure
ride... But they added some kind of crazy thing to my nipples so that
the closer my sex got to the pleasure point, the more intensely ny
nipples would be charged as well.

I am pretty sure you can imagine whathapened in the end?

No?

Well, I can tell youthat they never let me achieve orgasm but when
iwas so mad with the need they took me off the thing, set me next to
Teri and the guy just stood there as we two tried to undo his pants
and pleasuer him and the girl! They both got off, left us bound and
they left us alone. Allwe could do is roll around with one another
trying to get each other off.

Now is that a dream or what?

Love,

Tawni

PS - Any of you have any dreams?

Hi all!

Tawni here to tell you all about my new discovery: The state of mind
known as SUB SPACE!

What is it? You may be asking me. And I would tell you, when you are
bound and tied for a period of time, you find that you have to retreat
inwards to hold off the pain and numbness. And when you go inside you
find all sorts of things happen.

For example, the other day, I was tied int he following manner: I was
asked to kneel. My ankles were bound to my thighs as I sat. My arms
were put behind me and set tightly into an armbinder. Do you know
what that is? Bascially you put your palms together, then your wrists
are bound together, then a long sleeve is put on your arm, much like
an opera length glove. IT FITS OVER BOTH ARMS AT THE SAME TIME.
Then it is tightened until your arms are completely and tightly bound
together. Next it has a set of straps that loop around your neck and
shoulder so that they can not slip down your arms. A ring gag was
next bound to me. The tip of my armbinder gloves were attached to a
pulley and raised my arms up forcing me to bend over and finally, my
hair was bound to my knees by a rope, forcing me to straigthen up.

The advantages of this painful 'hog-tie' type binding is that I am
completely immobilized. Mouth open and drooling, exposed in front and
back,for whatever the devious soul wished to inflict upon me.

The difficult part of this was all that was done was that clothes pins
were added all over my breasts and nipples, ears and tongue and in my
pleasure triangle.

And then I was left alone... no play, no teasing, no nothing. I
remained this way for an eternity for me, but probably only 20 or 30
minutes for the rest of the world. In that time my mind went through
many changes from feeling like I was going to pass out to extreme
erotic sensations. As i sunk deeper and deeper into my SUB SPACE I
began to become more and more sensatized to feelings that were not
actually going on. I felt like I was being teased with light
caresses, touches, little licks of wet warm tongues, feathers... IT
caused me to moan and writhe a bit... IT is all caught on video tape
and after the session I was rebound in a different position - one much
more comfortable and forced to view the footage as a vibrator was
poked and lightly prodded around my bound form.

But in that subspace I felt so energized and alive, so completely
inheat and sensual, to aroused and ready to do almost anything... It
is really something I would love to do again and again.

But in the next phase of it, where I went deeper still inside myself,
I found that I was everything I ever wanted and that I was everything
everyone ever wanted. My confidence and sensual tingles increased 20
fold. I began to have a long and extended orgasm, and yet on the tape
I was barely moving and no fluids came out. But inside it was so
intense that i moaned loudly as if I was climaxing.

So that is what it is like to be in sub space for me.

I hope you enjoyed this little bit of Tawni... more to come and please
feel free to ask me or tell me what you want!

Love and passionate kisses,

Tawni katherine Bonds
XXXOOOXXX

Hello to ALL of you!!!!

I am finally back in communication!  I have been'touring the northern part of Africa for the last 2 MONTHS!!!  I never thought I would be doing that, but here is how it happened...

After that first night with Gergory and the girls, I was invited to travel with them as long as I agreed to the rules.  MORE RULES!?!?!?!  What were they I asked.   Only to do anything they asked... at any time.  But, should I wish to stop at any time, all I had to do was say so.  The down side of that would be that where ever we were when I said stop would be where they would strand me.  All I could have would be my credit cards and luggage, but no gifts that they had given me.

What would you have done?

So off we went.  Morocco, Algeria, Libya Tunisia and Egypt... and everywhere in between.  First class all the way... by TRAIN (Private cars), and we ended up back in Greece. 

And along the way, one of the girls asked to stop the game.  And we left her in a small cafe in Libya.  Her name was Sharon, a beautiful, smooth skinned chocolate woman.  We ankle cuffed her to a chair, paid her bill, kissed her goodby and left.  (All she had to do was lift the chair up and she would have been free, but she would still be wearing the ankle cuff.  For the rest of the trip I carried a cuf key with me at all times.)

We got back on the train and away we went.  Gregory checked up on her several times and even paid for her hotel bill when she hit the UK.

So what kindsof adventure did we get into?  Well, you name it and we indulged in it.  But my favorite was this:

One evening after dancing all night long, we got back to the train to find a small number of tucedo wearing gentlemen standing around, waiting for Gregory.  He invited all of them in.  The girls and I were ushered into the private room of the car where we took off all our clothes and put on scarves - loads of gossimer scarves - making ourselves into belly dancer looking type girls.  Then we were each bound to a wall, legs together, arms spread-eagled, feet off the ground, gagged and prefumned, and left there for a very  long time.

As we hung there we could hear the gentlemen drinking, smoking and talking.  Laughter.  I became somewhat worried.  What was going to happen next?  We had done lots of scenes with Gregory but none involving loads of strangers.  Maybe I was in over my head?  I began to think about ow incredibly stupid I was when the wall began to move.  It was hinged and it swung around so that the girls and I were now bound and facing the gentlemen, who were all seated as if viewing an art show - each with a drink and a cigar.

They talked and laughed more and then other girls joined them - us 3 still fixed to the revolving wall.  The new girls sat in their laps, kissed, messaged the men for a long time.  After a while longer one of these new girls came up to us and examined us with her eyes, trailing a finger across our torsos as she did.  Chills at her touch.  And she returned to her man - taking with her one single scrave from one of us bound to the wall.

Another girl stepped forward and kissed each of us on the lips and then returned to her man - also with a scarve from oneof us.

Still another girl stepped up and suckled my nipples, sending me into convultions of erotic spam.  She also took a scarve with her back to her guy, looking back at me as she did so and winking.

This continued for some time until the three of us on the wall were down to our last 2 scarves each.  At whcih time Gregory stood up, kissed each of us on the mouth, turned to his audience and announced, "Let the bidding begin!"

And the bidding did begin.  In a slow frenzy.  I was becoming afriad and whispered to Gregory that I may wish to stop now... he stepped over to me, kissed me again and promised that nothing that I did not want to happen would.  THen he gagged me with a ring gag and I hung there drooling.

This seemed to excite the man with the girl that had winked at me.  He offered an ungodly amount of money to Gregory, stepped forward and very gently and sensuously, removed my last 2 remainging scarves, using them to gently carress my naked body...  In spite of my fear, huge ripples of orgasmic anticipation raced over my body with each of his touches.  His girl stepped forward with a long rolled cookie dripping with chocolate and teased my open mouth with it until I was moaning.  They looked at each other, then Gregory and threw a large wad of cash on the table.  Gregory released me to them.  The girl bound my wrists together behind my back with one of my scarves.  BOund antoher around my waist.  And from that one she bound another from front to back between my legs - holding my maleness inplace.  They drapped a trench coat overmy shoulders and ushered me back into one of the private cars.

There, they stood me in the corner while they fell into each others arms, kissing, pulling each others clothes off.  They rolled together on the bed with the gentleman diving between her legs, head bobbing, moaning - both of them moaning so that I just had to join them...  but that stopped them.  They bound my legs to the bed spread apart, arms still bound behind me, ring-gag  still in.  And then eachbegan to lick and suck a nipple as I lay there backing and writhing at their touches... 

After some time, she lay beside me, legs apart, overlapping mine. He raised her rear and gently inserted a butt plug into her.  She moaned and rolled to hold me as she raised her rear futher into the air.  He inserted a soft vibrator into her.  Fixing both butt plug and vibrator in place with a scrave he took from my waist. 

She writhed and moaned, fucking the air as he pushed and prodded her plugs and nipples which dangled over my mouth - so close but so far from my waiting mouth.  She got wilder, louder, crazier from the passion... until she came so intensly that I felt as if I had come as well.  She was still on all fours over me.  It was so intense that I was moaning and writhing and no one or nothing was touching me...

She collasped onto of me...and after a few minutes lifted her head to smile down at me...  "your turn" was all she said... She signaled her gentleman who approached as she lifted my rear into the air.  He inserted a vibrating butt plug into me and I moaned and writhered... Oh God it was so fantastic... so intense... so wonderful.  She freed my maleness, but did not touch it as he pushed the butt plug in deeper, over and over again...  she rubbed her breasts on mine... in a fucking kind of motion...  Her plugs banging against mine....  I was going so intensely nuts... I was completely smothered in wave after wave of orgasm but not the male kind... I shuttered, writhed, arched, moaned... over and over again... until I was so wet with sweat that our bodies were gliding over each other...

And then he put himself in my mouth.  I devoured him... losing myself to his member.  Sucking, licking, consuming.... and she began to do the same to me... and each time I thought I would explode she would stop and squeeze me until it subsided....

Meanwhile he exploded in my mouth, filling me with joy and tasty goodness...  He collapsed and rolled over, leaving me to her...  she took out my ring gag and manuvered herself so that my eager mouth was under her sex...  MMMmmmmmmm....  so wonderful.  Licking, sucking, rubbing with my wet lips over her sensative parts until she came - not once but several times...  and then she rolled over to lay with her lover.

leaving me alone on the bed, bound and in terrible need of erotic release...  which is when the vibration butt plug began a program of its own...  I relax and lost myself to it... eyes closed in extasy until I was about to cum...

Suddenly my face was being showered in wet, salty liquid.  I opened my eyes to see the gentleman cuming into my face...  I smiled and tried to catch it with my tongue.  She reached over and with one hand began to toy with a nipple, while with the other she took control of my sex and brought me to a sreamingly intense release, showering myself with tons of cum...

And suddenly it was all over.  Me covered with sweat and cum and the couple gone.

In the morning Gregory and the girls found me still tied to the bed.  THey cleaned me off with wet warm clothes, removed the butt plug... and each fucked my brains out until the late afternoon.

When I woke up, this outfit was laid out for me.  I dressed and as I stepped out of the room they  took this picture of me.

More adventures in a short while.

Love and kisses to you all.  And remember, if it were not totally safe, I would never have done any of this.

Tawni