Belle Bondage Calendar Photo Shoots

 


* Jason_De`Ath smiles and pulls you close...

* BlueBelle is startled by this sudden familiarity... blinking... but realizing artists can be this way... hugging back politely... "Er... hello... I understand you're quite good at what you do... that's why the network has hired you... to shoot and produce a "Danger Doll" calendar...

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... hugging tightly before moving back to the camera... "I'm the best at what I do... the world's greatest glamour photographer... and it's an honour to work with such a perfect subject... now, what was the network after? Twelve peril poses?"

* BlueBelle nods... "Yes, that's the idea... twelve Belle's imperiled in glamorous fetish wear... a different image for each month of the year... my producers think the same viewers who love to see me in trouble on my show will snap it up like hot cakes..." She sighs and shrugs...

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "Well, I have twelve sets all ready... all I need now are twelve costumes... I have some latex wear and lingerie with me, as well as bondage gear, but I assume you have some favourite costumes yourself?" He begins setting up the camera... checking lenses and film...

BlueBelle: Yes, of course... I brought costumes for at least four shots... each of the four costumes I've been known to wear on the show... then I should do one in my reporter's outfit... and one bikini shot... with dolphins if possible... but the I'll depend on you for the other six... and to give them a peril aspect...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... leading you into a dungeon... various parts of it decorated to simulate all kinds of settings... but starting in a traditional stone set...

Jason_De`Ath: If you'd like to change into January's costume? Actually, the reporter outfit would work for this one...

* BlueBelle smiles and nods... slipping behind a screen... becoming a silhouette changing clothes... until emerging in her usual white blouse, dark blue skirt and jacket... her fists of calf encased in pecan stockings... extra high heels strapped to her ankles... a DDSTV microphone in her hand... "OK, where do you want me?"

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... taking some blue rope... and binding your wrists behind your back... leaving the DDSTV microphone in your hand... then gently undoing the first three buttons of the blouse... exposing more of your dynamite cleavage... "There... perfect!" Smiling as he leads you towards a block of ice... about two feet high...

* BlueBelle nods... making a face as she looks at the ice... "This looks dangerous... remember your contract makes you responsible for my health... so now what? Perhaps we should do something with the microphone... a gag... or stuffed in my blouse... I know the network wants the call letters visible..."

* Jason_De`Ath frowning... taking the mike and sliding it between your breasts... the letters very visible... before helping you up onto the ice... already beginning to melt... climbing a ladder to carefully adjust a noose of blue rope around your throat... "There... lovely..." Moving behind the camera... "The ice is melting... and nobody around to help you... look helpless!"

* BlueBelle gapes as the man leaves her atop the melting ice... wrists bound behind her... causing her chest to be thrust out impressively... DDSTV microphone sticking up from between the mounds of her ample breasts... left exposed by the unbuttoned blouse... feeling the blue rope tightening about her neck... "Uhm... somehow... I don't think looking hopeless is a problem..."

* Jason_De`Ath snapping shot after shot... as the ice slowly melts... forcing you onto a tiptoe on the slippery, melting block... your back arched... looking more and more imperiled with every second... "Wonderful! You're really burning up the lens..."

* BlueBelle struggling not to choke... breasts straining at the white fabric of the blouse... beginning to test the bindings on her wrists as she becomes concerned... the idiot made the ties real tight... her heels coming up off the ice... "Get... *gurgle* me... down... *urk* before I strangle!"

* Jason_De`Ath takes a few more shots... "Perfect... yes, this is real peril... dynamite..." Then... slow and nonchalant... he moves up to cut the rope... loosening it... and letting you down off the ice... before undoing the ties at your wrists... "Excellent work... that'll be a terrific opener..."

* BlueBelle coughs to clear her throat... swallowing hard... "Perhaps a little too real... don't push it that close again... we're just doing a photo shoot... not trying to kill me..." She shakes brushes back her fiery hair... giving him a stare... "Did I look really good? Really? So what outfit do you want to try next?"

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Don't worry... it's unlikely to get that hairy again... now, you'll find Victorian lingerie behind the screen... in a light blue... your encounters with the Strangler tested highly... so we're going to recreate that with a female strangler..."

* BlueBelle nods as she disappears behind the screen to change... again the beautiful outline of her body is seen in profile... and pulling on long stockings... bouncing out in powder blue lace teddy and stockings with garters... matching heels and earrings... her reddish hair now up and bound with a powder blue ribbon...

* Jason_De`Ath smiles... "Perfect... now... step this way..." he leads you over to another section of the set... decorated with varnished wood and plush decor... a heart-shaped bed decorated with cushions... "As it's February... make yourself comfortable on that while I fetch your co-star..."

* BlueBelle smiles and chuckles at the elaborate set... the heart-shaped bed very comfy she realizes as she crawls up on the pink sheets... laying back on the red pillows... thinking if she looks half as good as she feels... well... she laughs out loud...

* Jason_De`Ath taking a few shots of the scene as it is... as your guest star arrives... your eyes widen... none other than Katherine Beta Bones... dolled up to the nines in a red outfit that matches yours... twirling a blue silk sash in opera-glove hands... as the photographer approaches with a blue satin single glove restraint...

* BlueBelle nods and speaks to Katherine... "Well hello... you look absolutely marvelous... thank you so much for agreeing to help me out..." then raising a brow at the glove... pulling a few ringlets of hair down at her temples... shifting around and offering her arms... so they can be bound together behind... realizing this shot is all about texture and color... and should be gorgeous...

* Jason_De`Ath binding the glove around your arms... making it tight... as your co-star slips onto the bed next to you... wrapping a long leg around your... the silk moving around your throat... a gasp as you catch a familiar scent... "One of the actual scarves used... no expense spared..." He smiles at the colour in your cheeks as the actress purrs wickedly in your ear... shifting against you...

* BlueBelle makes a little o with her pretty lips... as the scent makes her writhe in the lovely brunette's clutch... turned just enough to the side for the glove to be visible... wrenching her arms back... such that her breasts seem sure to poke through the diaphanous blue teddy... the photographer steps near... to get close-ups of the lovely faces... as the scarf tightens... Belle rubbing her thighs together...

* Katherine_Beta_Bones grinning with pure evil as she tightens the scarf a little more... making you gasp... the scent seeming to affect her as well... whispering wickedly into your ear... "I've been waiting for this moment, Belle... the Strangler's revenge!" Hissing dramatically as she tightens the scarf... the camera snapping as the two bodies writhe against each other...

* BlueBelle gurgles... her throat bound in blue... her eyelids fluttering... trying to look back at her killer... lips pursed... as if preparing to embrace death in the clutches of this dark-haired dominatrix... "I think... I'm gonna... cum..."

* Jason_De`Ath takes pic after pic… a series of flashes engulfing the scene… this calendar seeming more and more unlikely... as how could anyone pick just one photo... the actress purring as she cuts off your air... wrapping her legs around you with a look of evil lust... grinding against you...

* BlueBelle struggling frantically... almost frenzied... fighting... shaking... straining... but unable to keep from stiffening... and cumming... even as her eyes roll back... the evil scent on the scarf having possessed both women... turning this shoot into an orgy of death... if the photographer doesn't intervene...

* Jason_De`Ath taking his time... taking shot after shot of the long climax... even as you shudder and tremble... finally stepping forward and taking the scarf away... unwinding it... stepping back as the gorgeous brunette falls on you... devouring you with heated kisses... as the flash goes off again and again... "Great work, girls..."

* BlueBelle is finally brought back from the darkness of the deep by the sweet attentive wet kisses of her costar... her eyes fluttering open... kissing back excitedly... hating those damn scarves of the strangler... even as she loves the intense results... taking several long minutes for the two panting women to get it out of their systems...

******

* Jason_De`Ath smiles... getting the camera ready...

* BlueBelle nods and chuckles... "Hello, how are you?"

Jason_De`Ath: Not so bad now... and yourself?

* Jason_De`Ath giving your bottom a gentle pat... and a squeeze...

* BlueBelle swats at your hand and scoots away... assets swaying... "Ready to start if you are... March?"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "Mmm-hmmm... I thought a costume shoot for this one... care to change into one of your Blue Belle outfits?"

* BlueBelle smiles... "Absolutely... just one moment please... while I pull it on..." she winks… slipping behind the screen... the change relatively quick... emerging in her traditional cobalt blue leotard and thigh boots with black BB utility belt... her hair down...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... taking black rope... moving your arms behind you... binding your wrists behind your neck... the rope wrapping twice around your throat... tight... looking down at the boots... "Hmmm... how high are those heels?"

* BlueBelle raises a brow... "Well, they're actually retractable... but they are currently at the max of about five inches for this shoot..." shrugs... "Why do you ask? Hey, not too tight... I need to breathe..."

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "The higher the better for this..." Attaching a two-foot chain between your ankles... hobbling you... before leading you into another room... a huge conveyor belt set up... leading to an industrial grinder... huge grinders waiting to crush anything to a pulp...

BlueBelle: Wait a minute! Those better be fake grinders or this is just too dangerous! I can't die! There's too much year left to shoot...

* BlueBelle smirks as she tries to look stern...

* Jason_De`Ath smiles... "They're real... but I'll keep the belt moving slowly... I thought since it's March, a 'marching' theme would be nice... so you'll be strutting away from the grinders as fast as you can..."

* BlueBelle nibbles at her lip... "Er... ok... can I assume you have an override to shutdown the grinders and conveyors... if I were to... say trip... and fall..." she moves toward the conveyor... and up some steps to mount the belt... taking chop steps in her big thigh boots with insane heels... wrists bound behind her red mane of hair...

* Jason_De`Ath nods... "Sure... I have a shutdown switch within easy reach..." He indicates a large red button... starting the belt very slow... forcing you to take steps forward as the grinders roar into life behind... and he begins to snap...

* BlueBelle struts forward on the conveyor... thigh boots clicking on the belt's hard surface... easily maintaining the pace... her chest thrust out... tummy tucked... a worried look on her face... as she glances back over her shoulder... past bound hands...

* Jason_De`Ath frowns… the grinders roaring away... "No... it's just not working... it looks too fake..." He reaches out... turning the speed of the belt up... and up... until you're really marching... for your life... "Ah... that's much more like it..."

* BlueBelle takes quicker and quicker steps to keep pace... having to lift her boots up and down carefully to avoid hanging up a heel in the conveyor belt... her breathing and heart rate quickening... from the effort... beginning to perspire... shaking her head at the photographer... "What are you doing?"

* Jason_De`Ath takes shot after shot... smiling... "This is more like it... your breasts bouncing... the sweat on your brow... perfect... but the angle's wrong..." He moves to the side... far away from the safety button... "There... that's much more like it..."

* BlueBelle blinking... realizing this idiot knows his photography... and perhaps his fashion... but not the reality of these perils... she pants for air and keeps marching... beads of sweat spraying as she gives her head a shake... her bottom twitching as she struts... "I can't keep this up too much longer..."

* Jason_De`Ath continuing to snap... catching the spray of your flame-red hair... the twitch of your bottom... as you slowly inch back towards the grinders... "Yes... just ahead of death... perfect! This will be the greatest calendar ever!"

* BlueBelle runs faster and faster... losing ground to the grinders... unable to take anything but short little strides... which make her endowments bounce all the more... looking back in fear... "Enough! Turn this damn thing off! Nowhoaaaa..." she is tripped by the ankle chain and spills forward flat on her face on the belt... hands bound… unable to break her fall...

* Jason_De`Ath continuing to snap... flashing... as you're quickly dragged into the grinders... the heel of one boot being torn away just as the belt snaps to a dead halt... the grinders powering down... "Luckily I had a remote for the shutoff control..."

* BlueBelle cuts her wrists loose with the remaining heel... in a show of amazing flexibility for a woman her size... taking an implement from her belt and cutting off the ankle chains... glaring as she hops down from the belt... marching off... "We're done... and you're fired!"

* Jason_De`Ath shrugging... "If you say so... but you know Russ will re-hire me on the spot when he sees these shots... and besides, you know nobody can finish this calendar as well as I can... have you any idea how gorgeous you looked up there?"

* BlueBelle spins to face the photographer... her red hair flying out as she does... her breasts continuing to sway after she spins around... "Yes, I know I look good... and I realize that sells the show... but I own the show now... not Ross... so I'm the one you better please... and I'm telling you if you continue to risk my life... I'll find somebody else!"

* BlueBelle stomps one big boot... and purses her lips... "Do you understand me?"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding holding his hands up... "Okay... okay... let's just move on to April, shall we? Russ wants a white DDSTV t-shirt to be featured on the calendar... I think this would be a good month for that..."

* BlueBelle sighs deeply... "OK then... as long as we understand each other... so is this t-shirt outfit laid out for me... what else goes with it... or is that up to me?" she is already removing her costume as she slips behind the screen...

Jason_De`Ath: A simple blue thong... I thought that'd do...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... getting the camera ready... relieved he’s not being fired... before he gets to bring his other nine set-pieces to life...*

* BlueBelle laughs behind the screen as she has already discovered the scantiness of this costume... bending over in silhouette to pull on the thong... then pulling the t-shirt over her head... DDSTV spelled proudly across her chest as she pads out on bare feet... her softly freckled face smiling again... "April showers?"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "Yes... if you come over here..." Pointing at what looks like a shower cabinet... but without an obvious handle... and a full ten feet high... showing you inside... then locking manacles to your ankles and wrists... chains leading to bolts in the floor of the thing...

* BlueBelle looks down as her slender bare ankles... and strong wrists are locked into steel... the DDSTV t-shirt coming just past the top of the thong... a blue covered pout below... testing the chains... heavy... and secure to the floor... definitely a potentially deadly trap... "Remember... safety first..."

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Relax... the remote control opens the door..." Triggering the shower head... a rain of water showers over you... making the white t-shirt transparent... the water swiftly collecting at the bottom... as the flashes begin... camera clicking...

* BlueBelle gasping at the coldness of the water... rattling the chains... looking up with daggers in her brown eyes... already looking like a drowned rat... hair plastered across her face... "Damn it! It's cold..." Her tight uplifting breasts testify to the truth of this statement... as she appears to be smuggling copper top batteries under that DDSTV shirt...

* Jason_De`Ath clicking... as the water rises to your knees... "Better and better... only toss your hair back... hmmm... I can't decide whether this shot would be best... or a shot of you floating in a full tank..."

* BlueBelle gives her head a powerful shake... water spraying off as if from an animal's fur... even as the torrent continues to cascade over her bodacious body... a waterfall of sculptured form and beauty... splashing into the rising water at her thighs... "Well, the showering of water is more about April... the full tank would be a terrible death trap..."

* Jason_De`Ath nods... as the water lifts up to your waist... snapping... putting in a new roll as it rises to just below your breasts... "That's true... but on the other hand your red hair floating around as the bubbles escaped your lips would be a terrific visual..."

* BlueBelle gapes for a moment... as the water rises to her throat... blinks and nods... as the water moves above her mouth... hem of the shirt begins to float up with the rising water... swirling and flowing about her torso in the bubbling water... as her hair does the same... as she becomes completely submerged... frantically struggling with the chains that hold her down...

* Jason_De`Ath snapping... flashing... as the tank nearly fills... waiting until a stream of bubbles have torn loose from your lovely lips... before triggering the door release... a flood of water crashing across the floor as the locks on the manacles disengage... washing you out...

* BlueBelle floating free... finding her feet as the water flows around her... pushing her wet hair back with both hands... smiling... "Well, I certainly didn't leave much to the imagination in that one... those thumbnail sheets should be interesting... what did you think?"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding and smiling... "Perfect... like a not-so-little mermaid..." Eyes roaming over the wet figure... "We should take a break here... I'll show you what I have so far... I think you'll agree it's been worth all the risk..."

* BlueBelle nods... stripping... toweling... and donning a robe in plain view... apparently becoming less and less concerned about modesty... "Sounds good..."

******

* Jason_De`Ath smiles... setting up the equipment...

* BlueBelle nods and struts in wearing her blue full-length sleeveless bodysuit costume... with matching ankle boots and opera gloves... the black BB gadget belt dangling about the curve of her hips... her hair up in a bun...

* Jason_De`Ath stroking my chin... "Now then... May's one of the months where I don't have a theme prepared... unless you have something in mind?" Smiling... walking towards a door at the side... "But I do have a perfect peril prepared... one of the old classics that should suit that costume down to the ground..."

* BlueBelle follows... hips rolling deliciously... "What do you have in mind... the only thing that comes to mind is something having to do with a maypole..." she shrugs... then smiles... "Let me see what you have in mind... I feel particularly statuesque... and heroic in this costume..."

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... leading you into a room mocked up as a medieval dungeon... complete with a torturer... your eyes widen as you see none other than Bouncie Bowls in black leather and a black executioner's mask... standing next to an evil-looking rack...

* BlueBelle smiles and moves quickly to hug her would-be torturer... joking… "Hello, Cleopatra Brown... you make a foxy Dark Dominatrix... this is going to be so hot!" Belle looks back over her shoulder at the photographer... "What do you have in mind...?"

* Jason_De`Ath pointing upwards... to show a wickedly sharp pendulum... ready to swing back and forth over your stretched form... as Bouncie slaps your bottom... "Up on the rack, girl... you need to be stretched..." The photographer smiling as he prepares his camera... "Of course, there are other things we could lower onto you if you'd rather, Belle..."

* BlueBelle raises a brow at the sight of the pendulum... arching it further at the comment about other things... yelping as Bouncie surprises her by being into the part... "Hey! Yeowch! What do you mean... other things?" Belle is already stepping onto the wooden rack... lifting her arms over her head to make an X of her blue clad body...

* Jason_De`Ath nods... as the sexy singer fits you with the titanium manacles... and then begins to tighten them... "It wouldn't take a moment to replace that with, say, lowering spikes... or a clutch of deadly spiders... but the pendulum works best..." Bouncie licking her lips... running a gloved hand over you... as the blade begins to swing... back and forth...

* BlueBelle shakes her head at Bouncie... then closes her eyes as she moans out a little protest at the Domme's erotic touch... the bonds having pulled her body taut... the costume's fit becoming even tighter than normal if that's possible... the shape of every part of her... straining at the elastic blue... back arched... nipples taut... torso twisting about...

* Jason_De`Ath watches the pendulum swinging back... and forth... back... and forth... as he takes snap after snap... Bouncie throwing herself into her role... stepping around you... running fingertips over your lips... teasing your pussy folds through the suit... kissing you slowly... whispering into your ear what the pendulum will do to you... as the camera clicks...

* BlueBelle shakes her head as she is kissed... tossing her fiery hair about... almost as if her head were on fire... with dancing flames... the periodic flash of steel blade coming ever closer... as the sexy Dark Domme makes her tingle with sexual need... hoping her hips humping action... as she rubs her sex against the tightness of her costume looks like she is struggling to escape...

* Jason_De`Ath nodding as the sharp edge coming closer and closer... within inches now... passing perilously close... as the wicked Dark Dominatrix just purrs and grins... tugging taut nipple with fingertips... growling... nibbling your earlobe as she purrs how sexy your scream will be... the constant click-click-click of the camera recording everything from all angles...

* BlueBelle gasps as the blade makes a vent in the blue costume... an eight inch gash in the blue fabric... left flapping open... just below her tight upright breasts... trying to tighten her tummy... even as she screams in sudden panic... her eyes wide as they stare into Bouncie's... "Stop it now... before it kills me!"

* Jason_De`Ath sees the blade swishing past again... whispering against your flesh... then freezing... as the laughing Dark Domme kisses you roughly... teasing under your chin... "Beg me nicely..." The photographer taking a few last photos... "Okay... we can stop there... well, when you've quite finished with Belle, Ms Bowls..."

* BlueBelle sighing with relief... her amazing chest heaving as she breathes... "What do you mean when Ms Bowls finishes with me... Jason! Come back here!" Belle blinks at Bouncie... trying to see past the eyes behind the mask... "You can let me up now... really... let's not be silly..."

* Jason_De`Ath heading off to set up the next peril... "Let me know when she's finished with you..." The singer tightening the rack more... stretching you even further... licking her lips as she climbs on... straddling you... a riding crop in her hand... she purrs into your ear... "Maybe we should call him back and take pictures..." Swatting your breasts hard with the crop...

* BlueBelle gapes in dumbfounded surprise... "Bouncie! Yikes! Hey! Stop that! Now! Bouncie! Damn it! What are you doing?" The black woman is smiling excitedly... seemingly enjoying herself as she wields the whip with great zeal... the stinging smacks sending ripples through her flesh...

* The_Dark_Domme grins... picking out a blue ball gag... and fastening it between your teeth... before restarting the pendulum... winching it up a little... so you can see it swinging back and forth over your straining breasts... while she purrs into your ear... "Mmmm... you look so delicious when you struggle, sexy Susie... you'll make me a fine slave..."

* BlueBelle gives the sexy singer a stern look... "I will NOT be your slave... have you lost your mind... release me this instant... hrrmph..." Belle strains... the manacles are tight... the wooden rack creaks a bit... but seems quite sturdy... Belle's breasts wobble side to side as she struggles beneath the excited black woman...

* The_Dark_Domme grinning wickedly… the would-be dominatrix purring... straddling your gagged mouth... rubbing her heated folds against your nose and gagged mouth... even as the blade swishes closer and closer to stiff nipples... "All you have to do is nod... give me your word of honour that you'll obey my every command for 24 hours after the shoot... and I'll let you go... otherwise, accidents will happen... and this pendulum is every so sharp..." She growls... grinning like a villainess... gripping your hair...

* BlueBelle writhes frantically... her nostrils flaring as she smells the black woman's sex... so close to her face... her hips straining and bouncing up and down anxiously... dark patches of sweat beginning to show all over the bodysuit... her face desperate as she shakes it... "If you don't let me go... I'll scream!"

* The_Dark_Domme purring... gripping your hair tight as she rubs her sex against your lips... and nose... licking her own lips... "You're going to scream anyway when that blade hits... mmm... much better to just have fun with your sexy Dark Dommie... as soon as this shoot is finished... you're mine... accept it..."

* BlueBelle nods without thinking... "Damn it! Cover my mouth before I scream!"

* The_Dark_Domme grinds down onto your face... smothering mouth and nose in wet folds... hissing like a cat...the blade stopping and resting against your breasts... nearly slicing into flesh...

* BlueBelle pants hotly into the dark netherworld that falls across her face... the Domme's big ass grinding down... sending her spiraling into total darkness... her body stiffening... her bound body lurching excitedly... making the whole rack move... as she cums...

* The_Dark_Domme purring... throwing her head back as she cums with you... her pussy spasming over your face as her hips buck... gripping and she yanks your hair... "Mmmm... all mine... I'm going to put you through hell, little Blue Belle... and heaven... the moment you finish this photo shoot..." Smiling and leaving you to pant on the peril rack as she slips off...

* BlueBelle lies there trembling and cumming... licking the taste of Bouncie's sex from her lips... her bodysuit dark with sweat... her face glistening with the juices of her new mistress... her big brown eyes glassy as her head lolls to the side... a lock of hair matted across her face...

******

* Jason_De`Ath smiles and sets up the camera...

* BlueBelle smiles and wonders what's in store this time...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... setting up lenses... "June, I believe... Flaming June... and I've got the perfect thing for that... unless you want to do a location shot on a sunny beach? You are the boss, after all..."

* BlueBelle rolls her eyes at Mr. De'Ath as he calls her the boss... "Right Jason... like you listen to anything I say... just tell me what costume and setting you've got planned for me..."

* Jason_De`Ath harrumphing... "Well... I thought one of your Belle costumes would be the best thing for this... and as for the setting... the abandoned factory set we used earlier will be perfect for this..." He begins to get his ropes ready...

* BlueBelle shrugs... "We just did the full-length costume... hmm... let me see..." She slips behind the screen... appearing to pull on stockings... then strapping something on... before stepping out on very tall heels... sheer pecan pantyhose... and only a tight blue corset... "What do you think... am I too exposed..." her breasts jiggle and the pecan-colored shape of her sex glistens...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Nope... you're about perfect..." Grinning as he takes the rough rope... and moves your arms behind your back... binding wrists and elbows stringently together... adjusting the corset... tightening it wickedly... "That's more like it..." He loops a length of harsh rope around your waist... then passes it between your legs...

* BlueBelle sucks in a deep breath as the crotch rope is pulled tight... nestling against the nylon hose... pushing the stretchy material between her folds... she shakes back her hair... her uplifted breasts swaying back and forth... "Jason! That's too tight! I can barely breathe!"

* Jason_De`Ath tightening the crotchrope... "It'll just be for a few minutes... relax... it looks sensational..." He winds the rope slowly around your breasts... binding them wickedly tight... then binds your thighs... knees... and ankles... tightly together... "Perfect... just one more thing..." Taking a blue ball gag... he slips it between your teeth... buckling tight...

* BlueBelle stands like a statue... knees slightly bent... her breasts thrust out like warheads... becoming more turgid with each passing second... as the trapped blood congests... "Oh my... my breasts feel like they'll explode... those ropes are so tight! Hrrmph!" Her eyes widen as she is gagged... barely able to breath... or move...

* Jason_De`Ath lifting you up over his shoulder... giving your bottom a smack... before carrying you through to the factory set... a long conveyor belt... leading to a blazing furnace... an incinerator... he places you carefully down... feet first... on your side, facing the camera... then starts the belt... carrying you slowly towards the licking flames...

* BlueBelle immediately begins to kick and squirm... rusty hair falling in her face... trying to blow it away... as sweat begins to bead up on her face... her shoulders straining... the ropes secure... her sheathed legs shimmering in the light every time she shifts about... ropes digging into the nylon about her joints...

* Jason_De`Ath clicking with the camera... the flash going off in your face... moving to get the incinerator in the shot... "Toss your head... that's it..." Brushing the hair out of your face as he takes more shots... the belt inexorable carrying you closer and closer to the blistering heat... "Perfect... yes, struggle... struggle hard..."

* BlueBelle struggles more and more heatedly indeed... as her high-heeled feet begin to feel the flames of the incinerator... shaking her head violently... flopping about... engorged breasts careening side to side... bouncing off each other... and the belt itself... like over-inflated playground balls... the glistening over her sex has become a slowly spreading dark spot...

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... taking shot after shot... your feet perilously close... looking as through you're about to fall into the thing... as he takes a few last shots...focusing on your wide eyes... and then stops the belt... the flames doused with a burst of freezing water... letting you relax... "There... more perfect shots..."

* BlueBelle gasps for air... sweat streaming down rosy cheeks... whether from the heat of the flames... or of her own body is not clear... mumbling something into the gag... her eyes wide... as she continues to writhe... working the rope deep inside her pecan clad cleft...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... moving to remove the gag... fingertips 'accidentally' brushing against your breasts... teasing your nipples... as he begins to slowly pick apart the knots in the ropes... "You seem a little flustered, Belle..."

* BlueBelle swallows hard... "Well, I must admit I got a little hot again... these camera shoots are proving a lot more physically exciting than I ever dreamed they would be..." Once freed her own hand comes up to massage her stimulated breast...

* Jason_De`Ath reaching to undo the rest of the ropes... fingertips brushing over the back of each leg... "Well, hopefully you find the rest of the shoot as stimulating..."

* BlueBelle rubs her joints... the ropes having left red and purple marks on her skin... nodding as she gets to her feet... in this risque version of her costume... that hides nothing... but cinches her waist up to nothing... as they walk back to the dressing area... "So what's up next?"

* Jason_De`Ath trails a hand over your bottom absentmindedly... "Next is July... and I have a perfect Fourth of July peril in mind... but I need you to change into something patriotic... red, white and blue..."

* BlueBelle nods and rolls her eyes a bit... "Hmm, let me see what I can find..." It is hard to tell what she is doing behind the screen this time... but in the end she emerges dressed in a liquid latex outfit... blue thigh boots... blue garters with white stars...red and white vertically striped corset... white panties... white cowboy hat... blue cape... and pearl handled revolvers hanging from blue belt with holsters...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... eyes roaming up and down... "Wonderful... that's exactly what we need... follow me..." Leading you out to the back of the warehouse... a night backdrop set up to simulate the Fourth of July night... astroturf... and a gigantic firework stuck in it... with a long fuse...

* BlueBelle laughs out loud at the sight of the rocket-like contraption... nothing more than a giant bomb... "Exactly what do you have in mind this time, Mr. De'Ath?" Belle twirls one revolver as she approaches the giant firecracker...

* Jason_De`Ath chuckles... "I'd have thought that was obvious, Ms Belle... a Fourth-of-July themed peril..." Taking your wrists... and moving your wrists to manacles at the sides of the giant firework... shifting your ankles to similar manacles... leaving you spread eagled against the immense rocket... "Hmmm, not bad... but not quite there yet..."

* BlueBelle smirks as she is bound to the huge prop... "So I guess you're going to light the fuse and take shots as it burns down..." she strains at the manacles... her chest straining at the corset... wondering what else you are thinking...

* Jason_De`Ath taking a large stick of dynamite... and sliding it into your cleavage... "Hmmm, almost there... but...." Smiling... taking a pair of scissors... and snipping away the white panties... peeling them off... before picking up another thick stick of dynamite...

* BlueBelle twisting and turning... as her panties are cut away... gaping at the dynamite... gasping as it is inserted... into her sex... "Wait a minute... this is too explicit for my calendar... this just won't do... hey... wait minute... stop it!" She flexes glutes and thighs... trying to pull away...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Oh, it'll sell like hotcakes... and we can always put out a family-friendly version..." Lighting the fuses... for the big firework... and the sticks of dynamite... watching them fizzle as he clicks the camera...

* BlueBelle shaking her head... her white hat flying off... even as she feels the sparks shower down on her... grimacing as she looks down at the fuse burning between her breasts.... and the other between her thighs... moving towards the sticks of dynamite stuck inside her corset and sex...

* Jason_De`Ath replacing the hat... before taking more shots... "Hmmm, is this the first time you've had dynamite in your pussy, Belle? Hard to believe... struggle hard... that's it... give me peril..." Clicking faster... moving around... taking pic after pic from all angles... the fuses burning low...

* BlueBelle grimacing and yelping... "Of course it's the first time... are you nuts... hey... these sparks burn... that's enough... the fuses are almost out!"

* Jason_De`Ath’s camera flashing... as you writhe and struggle... the fuses burning lower and lower... "That's perfect... better and better... yes... keep that look... wonderful..." Clicking... zooming in as you squirm... your eyes big as saucers as they see the spark so close to the dynamite... the same with the stick buried deep inside you...

* BlueBelle purses her lips... trying to blow out the fuse that burns down on the stick of dynamite stuck in between her breasts... panic written across her face... as she tries this ridiculously ineffective way of preventing her peril...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Yes! Purse your lips like that... wonderful!" Clicking... taking roll after roll... your eyes closing... unable to look as the spark touches the explosive... then fizzles... your eyes opening as the dud dynamite fizzles out in your pussy... the giant firework failing to ignite as well...

* BlueBelle sighing as she relaxes... head lolling forward... slumping... looking rather spent as she dangles from the manacles... the white hat now covering her eyes... as she wishes she could cover this lewd penetration of her sex... waiting to be released...

* Jason_De`Ath undoing the shackles... then sliding the dynamite out of your sex... and from between your breasts... "There... that's going to be a dynamite image... pardon the pun... and we have enough above-the-waist shots to do a 'PG' version..."

* BlueBelle makes a face... "We better have... despite what happens on my show sometimes... I don't want it to look like I expect that... or encourage it you know... young would-be heroes and heroines look up to me you know..."

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "Yes Ma'am... of course, the adult version will make millions of dollars... which will be a nice boost to the charity of your choice... but I'll leave you to decide which shot to use..." Smiling mischievously... "If it's any help... your performance so far has been incredibly sexy... if the other five months are like this... well..."

* BlueBelle nods back... "It has been an eye-opening experience for me as well... I never completely realized how people saw me... and why they found scenes of my peril so... uhm... stimulating..." She smiles... "But I think I understand now!"

* Jason_De`Ath grinning... his hand finding your bottom again... "Trust me, when this calendar is finished, you'll see yourself in a whole new light... ready for August?"

BlueBelle: Can I wear my metallic blue bikini for this one? I look great in it!

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "It's a beach shot... there's a sandy spar next to the ocean that's perfect... we can light it so it looks like high summer..."

* BlueBelle smiles and hurries off to change... calling out over her shoulder... "OK, let's do it then... be right out..." and indeed it takes her no time to reappear in a black robe and flip flops... flashing open the robe to reveal the ultra-tight shiny blue bikini inside... "Let's get going..."

* Jason_De`Ath leading you out of the warehouse... less than a minute's car journey down to the beach... looking very summery indeed... some equipment already there... as I hand you a bottle of body oil... "Okay, Belle... I want you glistening all over for this shot..."

* BlueBelle slips out of the robe and takes the oil in hand... rubbing it all over her body... from neck to toe... before handing it back... "Want to do my back?" She smiles and turns... her nicely muscled swimmer's back facing you... her bulging glutes straining at the seat of her bikini...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... pouring the oil over your back and rubbing it in... massaging... gripping and squeezing your muscles... fingers roaming... working the knots from your back... even as I coat the flesh in glistening oil... moving gripping, squeezing hands to your glutes... "My pleasure..."

* BlueBelle arches her back at the touch... then struts away... it is a cool evening and her nipples press out at the liquid metal fabric that covers them... the string bikini straining to hold back her ample flesh... as her bare feet pad across the sand...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... preparing the camera... then a pair of steel cuffs... gently moving your wrists behind your back... locking them there... before leading you down to the tide's edge... a fishing net in my other hand...

* BlueBelle narrows her eyes... wondering exactly what De'Ath has in mind... popping the cuff chain a couple of times to test it... giving the net a long look... then the photographer himself... "How do you intend to do this?"

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "Simple... I wrap you in the net... you lie down on the sand... the net is staked down... and you're left for the approaching tide... writhing as the waves lap over your oiled flesh... left in a deadly trap..."

* BlueBelle draws in a shuddering breath... her firm breasts stretching the shimmering blue metallic fabric that covers them almost beyond belief... her voice husky... "The net should be wrapped tightly about me... clinging to me... like a cocoon... staked beyond my head and feet... let's do it!"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... smiling as you seem to have got into the spirit of this one... winding the net tightly around you... the thin fishing net almost like hosiery... binding you in a tight cocoon of fishnet... before two stakes are pounded into the sand... stretching the prison tightly over your flesh... leaving you gasping through it... bound tight and wriggling like a fish on the sand... as the waves begin to lap...

* BlueBelle twists and turns as though straining at a fishnet stocking... the little lattice pattern pulling tight into her flesh... glistening with oil... then the first breaker runs up over her and retreats... leaving her soaked... shining... and the sand wet... slowly becoming caked with sand... as she fights to free herself...

* Jason_De`Ath the camera clicking... as the waves crash over you... again and again... a little further each time... a very slow way to drown... as you writhe in the net... walking all around you... camera flashing again and again... taking pic after pic...

* BlueBelle gasping as another wave retreats... but not completely... catching a breath quickly before being submerged yet again... for longer and longer periods each time... thrashing the water frantically... her body smacking the sand... barely catching another breath... as a huge breaker washes over her... knocking De'Ath off his feet... and it does not recede enough to reveal Belle's location...

* Jason_De`Ath looking around frantically... having got the shot he needed... "Belle?" Realizing you won't be able to call out under the water... as another wave crashes down... running towards the spot where he thought you were... no sign... getting worried as the waves crash...

* BlueBelle struggling desperately under the surges of briny water... realizing with sudden panic that there will be no more breaths... fighting like mad... wriggling... trying to work the stakes free... as the undercurrent pulls at her bound body... and at the sand... a sensation of movement... out to sea...

* Jason_De`Ath finding where you were... but realizing that you're not there now... diving into the water... swimming out against the tide... noting a flash of something being dragged out to a watery fate... swimming... raching out to grip a fishing net... tangled around something...

* BlueBelle is rolled along the bottom... hands picking up a shell from the bottom... shuddering as her lungs burn... flexing... bringing the stake from her feet to cuffed hands behind her back... grasping... cutting... the net unraveling... writhing... legs free... swimming sideways out of the undertow... before turning back to shore... working the lock on the cuffs... grasping De'Ath by the shoulder as he pulls up an empty net...

* Jason_De`Ath horrified at the empty net... then surprised by the grip on his shoulder... looking back... "Thank goodness... I thought that was it... and with four months still to shoot..." heads back to shore with you in toe... retrieving the camera to take a couple of shots of the triumphant heroine rising from the water... like a bond girl...

* BlueBelle smiles... "You are the one who needs to be careful... if you'd slipped and fallen in that undercurrent..." she makes a face..."You're not the swimmer I am... undertows are dangerous..."

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... putting the camera away... and unlocking the cuffs... "You were handcuffed in a fishing net... it wasn't my own safety I was worried about..." Smiling as I towel you off... rubbing you dry...

* BlueBelle smiles as her dripping dangerous curves are toweled off... "Thanks... I was able to spring the lock with a shark’s tooth... that WAS a bit tricky... well, only four more months to go..."

******

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... running a hand through your hair... before becoming all business... "Right... for September I want you in costume... you said you had one Belle outfit left to wear?"

* BlueBelle nods... "Yes Mr. De'Ath... I need one in my current costume... one minute..." she disappears behind the screen... creating nice shadow art as she changes... before emerging in her metallic blue leotard and ankle booties... curvy thighs and calves clad in pecan-tinted nylon tights... black gloves and BB utility belt... "How do I look?"

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... eyes roaming... "Perfect... absolutely luscious... and I've got the perfect peril waiting for you..." Beckoning you through into the other room... replicating a wooden cabin... with various chopped and stacked logs... a large one resting on a belt... before a massive buzz saw...

* BlueBelle chuckles a bit at the sight of the log and buzz saw... her bodacious body making the costume come alive as she moves... the metallic blue and shiny pecan... both shimmering with every movement... "That's certainly a classic..."

* Jason_De`Ath eyes the shiny saw glinting in the light... like your metallic costume... as he prepares the rope... "Something nice for autumn... up onto the belt... and lie down on the log... hands above your head... feet pointing at the saw..."

* BlueBelle vaults onto the belt in one easy motion... round glute popping mostly out of her leotard as she does... the shape of her breasts... down to the nipple... detailed topography in blue as the fabric pulls tighter... "Do you want me facing up... or face and front down to the hardwood?"

* Jason_De`Ath grinning... "Face up, I think... let's have those delicious breasts straining up at the ceiling as you struggle..." beginning to wind the rope around your wrists... binding them... then winding it around the log... winding the whole rope around arms... your torso... above and below your breasts... your throat... binding you to the log tightly...

* BlueBelle gulping... swallowing hard even as the rope pulls tight to her neck... arching her back... but unable to move much... the knotty wood hard between her ass cheeks... her arms and legs alike... pinned to the log by tight white rope... "Are you sure this isn't dangerous?"

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... looping the rope around the log again... between lips and teeth... a makeshift gag... "Absolutely... the blade should come to a dead stop when I hit the control..." Looping rope around your legs... binding them on either side of the log... the blade aimed directly at your pussy under the metallic costume...

* BlueBelle blinking at the blade like it was the barrel of a 45... nodding ever so slightly to you... her upright breasts heaving as she sighs... a shimmering ripple running along the metallic blue fabric... then the tightening rope between her teeth making it impossible for her to even nod...

* Jason_De`Ath hitting the control... the blade starting... the sound filling the room as it tears into the log... between your toes... then your ankles... as the camera begins to click... taking shot after shot of your gorgeous body bound to the log...

* BlueBelle feels the whole log shake as the teeth of the saw bite into the wood... she stares down between the mounds of her own shuddering breasts... eyes wide at the sight of the whirring blade... and the splintering wood... even as the vibrating knot wedged against her ass begins to make her crazy... aroused even...

* Jason_De`Ath taking snap after snap... as the blade reaches between your knees... then moving upward... starting to bite into the wood between your thighs... closer and closer... as he moves to a gantry above... to take some shots of you writhing and juddering... "Perfect..."

* BlueBelle swallows hard... her head and heart pounding as the blade draws ever nearer the tight blue shape of her sex... tingling like mad from the reverberating sensations... groaning into the gag... fighting the urge to climax right there... feeling the pokes of little pieces of splintering wood on her thighs...

* Jason_De`Ath setting the camera to take a few snaps automatically... as my hands move to the controls... pushing the button... the blade still whirring... inches away from your heated sex... "Oh my god... the blade won't stop..." The camera continuing to click... the blade so very close... your eyes so very wide... the ultimate shot...

* BlueBelle gasping... limbs straining at her bonds... trying to buck up from the log... but bound too well to escape... the vibrating hardwood making her crazy... driving her over the edge... cuming... in a shower of sparks... as the blade impacts the cleft of her sex... unable to cut through the bulletproof blue costume... but heating it... and quickly giving her the most intense burning wedgie of all time...

* Jason_De`Ath gapes… the costume slowing and stopping the blade... as he scrambles down to cut you free... "Thank goodness you were wearing that costume..." Freeing you from the log... breathing a sigh of relief as the film runs out... "Still, that'll be an amazing shot..."

* BlueBelle pants for air... as a result of the fear... the physical exertion... and the actual orgasm... her sex still on fire... barely able to walk away... "God, that was close... I could have died... in the throes of one of the best..." She reddens as she catches herself...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... fingertips brushing your nipples as he disposes of the last of the ropes... "The best photo shoots you've ever done? Very kind of you to say so... are you up for the October photo?"

* BlueBelle sighs wearily... looking up quickly as you touch... "I'm not sure... I can try if you are... if it's not too strenuous..."

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... teasing a finger over your bottom lip... "I promise it won't be nearly as dangerous as that... it might even be fun... just the thing to loosen up after that experience..."

* BlueBelle nods with a quick swallow... "OK then... what do I need to change into for this shoot... I need to towel off too..." She slips behind the screen... where you see her shadow... strip... and towel off... as she awaits your orders...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... "You should find a witch's costume in there somewhere... black silk mini-dress... with a plunging Elvira neckline... fishnet stockings... high heels... and a witches hat... plus a black choker and gloves...

* BlueBelle can be heard giggling as she begins to dress... "You must be kidding..." finally finishing and coming out in pointed hat... heels... fishnets... mini-dress slit up to the waist on the left hip... neckline plunging almost as low... twirling for you as she pulls on the second glove...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling and clapping... "Very good... perfect for October... and Halloween... say hello to your co-star..." Turning to introduce Farah LaSpelle Keller... a friend of Chicky's as you recall... dressed in puritan costume... only much tighter... and sheerer... a black nylon body stocking...

* BlueBelle smiles and offers a hand to the Grunge and Tuffy star... forgiving her for the Scooby movies... "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you... wonder what De'Ath intends for us to do in these costumes..."

* LaSpelle_Keller grins... taking some rough rope... and leading you outside... where a well-lit stake waits... atop a pile of kindling... "Watch your step, witch..."

* BlueBelle shakes her head... "Wait a minute! You can't be serious! I'm not going to trust fire in the hands of this nutcase, De'Ath... he's already nearly killed me a couple of times..." Susan eyes the set-up with trepidation... and a lot of shivering flesh on display...

* LaSpelle_Keller grins... "It's perfectly safe... I'll be holding the torch... he won't be allowed near it... you trust me, don't you?" She smirks as she leads you up on the top of the pile as the photographer appears... camera in hand...

* BlueBelle sighs... thinking if she's a friend of Molly's she must be ok... "Sure, as long as you make sure nothing bad happens... this should make for a pretty sexy shot..." backing up to the pole... allowing the former Slayer actress to bind her...

* LaSpelle_Keller binding your legs tight together... to the pole... knotting your wrists behind... and winding the rope around your torso... smirking at your helplessness... drawing a fingernail lightly over your bottom lip... rubbing against you... as the camera begins to click... "Do you confess, witch?"

* BlueBelle shakes her head... a spray of reddish-brown... "I most certainly do not... and who are you to accuse me... you witch-loving Slayer..." Belle tests the rope... Keller must have more experience than Belle would have thought... afraid to struggle too much... liable to fall out of this brief mini-dress...

* LaSpelle_Keller smirks... kissing you roughly... passionately... then stepping away... and picking up a torch... strutting at the foot of the pile as she holds the flaming torch high... "Then we'll see if the flames loosen your tongue... and make you admit to your witches lust... you sinful harlot..." The camera picking up every slinky step...

* BlueBelle watches the young movie star in the tight bodysuit as she holds up the burning torch... the light creating flickering shadows on Belle's gaping face... suddenly struggling with a little more zeal... a little more desperation... "You... you... wouldn't..."

* LaSpelle_Keller grins... to the camera... as she slowly brings the blazing torch down... to the edge of the pile... flames racing through the kindling... slowly... but inexorably... the edge of the pile beginning to burn first... though the flames will soon reach higher... to consume you...

* BlueBelle throws costume caution to the wind... struggling frantically now... her left breast jumping free of the low-cut dress... swinging about as she fights the ropes... biting into her flesh... still spent from the buzz saw experience... even as the cackling flames bath her in a sinister dancing light...

* Jason_De`Ath watching… the flames rising... as the camera clicks... and snaps... "Great work... fantastic..." The photographer grins... as the flames crackle... the ropes digging into your flesh as you feel the heat...

* BlueBelle feels sweat beading up on her face... the smell of burning wood filling her flaring nostrils... Farah getting in the frame... cackling madly... as the tongues of flames lick at Belle's heels... threatening to sear the lovely fishnetted curves... the fire's updraft lifting the skirt...

* Jason_De`Ath blinks... realizing the flames are just close enough to make you sweat... no closer... the wood under your feet sprayed with flame-retardant spray... leaving you surrounded by the flames... roaring high... the illusion of being burned at the stake... the heat making you glisten with sweat... jiggling in the luscious costume as the camera clicks...

* BlueBelle screams as she feels her dress catch a spark... the fabric igniting... flames dancing up the open slit on her hip... "Help me... I'm being burned alive! I'm not a witch... please... help!" The scene is indeed horrific... as the flames consume the dress... the fabric of the burning dress begins to disintegrate... saving Belle's live as it falls away... leaving her naked... glistening... as the fire roars...

* Jason_De`Ath’s camera clicking... capturing everything... as the actress moves to fetch an extinguisher... putting the fire out... and then climbing up to roam her hands over your curves... grinning at the glistening, heated flesh... "Well, no harm done... although it was a near thing with the dress..." She chuckles... pinching your nipples... and leans to whisper... "I was very tempted to let the flames roast you... but why spoil the rest of the calendar...

* BlueBelle is a bit taken aback by the advances of the forward little actress... thinking the woman reminds her of Chicky... no wonder they're friends... sucking in a deep breath as her slick flesh is caressed... exhaling slowly as she is finally unbound... "Luckily the dress was pretty flimsy and burned away before I was injured..."

* LaSpelle_Keller nods... serious... "Mmmm, it must have been quite a shock... still... imagine how that shot will look... I think this calendar is going to fly off the shelves..."

* BlueBelle nods as she reaches for a robe... "I sure hope so... crimefighting isn't cheap... and half the proceeds are going to open a Danger Doll's Children's Hospital..."

******

* BlueBelle is a little hesitant about continuing after nearly getting burned by October...

* Jason_De`Ath nods... "Just so... now... for this one, I need you wearing nothing but a smile... don't worry, it'll be very tastefully shot..." smiling as he checks that everything is set up in the other room...
Jason_De`Ath: Don't worry... safety is a paramount from now on...

* BlueBelle gapes... her expression becoming slowly indignant... "I will not pose naked... what do you take me for..." fidgets as she stands there in her fluffy blue robe...

* Jason_De`Ath frowning... "That's a shame... it'd be the hit of the calendar... but perhaps there's a way around it... yes, we can cover your nipples and crotch without compromising the shot..." Nodding... smiling... "In fact, it'd improve things..."

* BlueBelle narrows her eyes... "I'm just saying that if I'm exposed in the final shot... I won't allow it to be used for the calendar... I want to sell to all ages... what do you have in mind?" She follows him into the other set...

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "I understand... but I thought that since November is the month of Thanksgiving... we could have a heroine in a culinary peril..." Your eyes widen... at the sight of a huge oven... ten times normal size... a giant window showing the interior... specially created to roast a full-grown heroine... or look like it will...

* BlueBelle looks puzzled... "I don't get it... are you suggesting I be the turkey?" She stares dumbfounded as you nod with a shrug... "You must be insane... that's bizarre... sick even... but as long as nothings showing... how do we start?"

* Jason_De`Ath opens the door of the oven... "You'd be surprised... now, I need you in a kneeling position on this..." He indicates a large dish filled with gravy... and a ring of roast potatoes... the sight very strange... "Kneel in the centre... and arch your back... wrists behind..."

* BlueBelle doffs her robe... revealing her amazing ample curves... muscles flexing as she climbs into the huge pan... naked as the day she was born... kneeling in the gravy... leaning forward and arching her back until her nipples are pressed to her knees... her wrists crossed behind her... "Like this?"

* Jason_De`Ath shaking his head... "More in the other direction..." Taking hold of your arms... arching you back... taking strong twine... rope mixed with some sort of titanium... binding your wrists tightly to your ankles... then binding wrists and ankles together... leaving you arched back... nipples pointing upward...

* BlueBelle knits furious eyebrows as she is hogtied... her nipples thrust out like warheads... "Wait a minute De'Ath... you said nothing would show... this won't work..." She twists and strains at the twine... but she is securely trussed...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... taking a pot of honey glaze... slowly drawing the brush over ample flesh... glazing you... until your body glistens... coated in honey... then taking strips of bacon... laying them over your nipples... stuck in the glaze... "There we go..."

* BlueBelle shivers and tenses... as the brush strokes her naked flesh... shaking her head... pursing her lips... eyes suddenly as fiery as her hair... "This is not what I had in mind... this is obscene... how dare you make a mockery of me... I'm all sticky!"

* Jason_De`Ath frowning... "You're completely covered... what's missing, I wonder... ah yes..." Smiling... taking a red apple... forcing it into your mouth... "Keep that there... you look incredible... absolutely gorgeous... now let's get you in the oven..." He pushes the tray in a trolley to the oven... then inside...

* BlueBelle looks to be absolutely furious as she is shoved into the huge oven... squirming in the pan... sloshing a little gravy over the side... making incoherent mumblings past the apple lodged between her teeth... looking for all the world as if this peril is real... and she is about to be cooked alive...

* Jason_De`Ath heading back behind the camera... after closing the door... taking a few shots... shaking his head... "No, no, something's not right... we're missing something... I should have had some lights in that oven..." He thinks for a long moment... moving towards the switches for the oven...

* BlueBelle blinks... her eyes following his movements with great trepidation... swallowing hard... even as she is suddenly bathed in light... her glazed flesh glowing... the lights warm... her nipples tightening as she realizes the gravy is rather tepid...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... turning the heat up a little further... "There... gas mark 6... don't worry... we'll turn it off... as soon as I get the perfect shot..." Moving... slowly taking shot... after shot... "Good... excellent... yes, show me that peril..."

* BlueBelle finds herself nearly biting through the apple in her mouth... as the sweat begins to pour forth... the oven quickly becoming an inferno... as the light of the little blue flames flicker all across her glistening skin... whimpering... shaking her head... if that fool doesn't get her out of here she will indeed be roasted alive...

* Jason_De`Ath taking slow pictures... shot after shot... nodding... enjoying the way your eyes half-lid... as the sweat pours off you... the bacon sizzling a little on your flesh... the honey glaze glistening under the light... "Perfect..."

* BlueBelle tries to hang on... even as the oppressive heat becomes too much to bear... the oven spinning... the gravy heating up... thrashing about... sloshing some over the side of the pan... turning to steam as it makes contact with the oven surface... shuddering... her head lolling forward... the heroine apparently done...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... finishing the roll of film... then turning the heat down... dragging you free of the oven... looking concerned as you seem to be unconscious... "Uh-oh..." Undoing the ropes quickly... washing you down with cold water... "Wake up, Belle... we got the shot..."

* BlueBelle snaps her head up with a start... flailing... "What are you doing? That water's cold! Jeez... my goose was nearly cooked... no real peril you said... yeah right..." shaking her head... "I don't know why I trust you at all?" She climbs out of the pan looking around for a towel...

* Jason_De`Ath handing you one... "Well... eleven months in the bag... only one left... and that's just some bondage with a couple of sexy guest stars... no open flames... no strangling... just ribbon and a Christmas tree..." Looking innocent...

* BlueBelle sighing as she towels herself off and goes to shower for the next shoot... looking back over her shoulder as she struts away... in her birthday suit... "Well, that's a relief... almost there... if I can survive one more..."

******

* BlueBelle jumps at the swat... eeping as she stands up straight... “So are we ready for December?" She smiles and raises her brows as if in anticipation...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... getting the camera ready... "We are... although I'll be needing help from some assistants to dress you for it... disrobe and then come back out here..."

* BlueBelle nods... "OK..." shakes a finger like a teacher at a schoolboy... "But I expect my bits to be covered..." Belle slips behind the screen and seems to rather make a show of losing her robe... showing off her silhouette in profile... before returning a moment later all together naked... endowments swaying...

* Jason_De`Ath smiling... taking some Christmas ribbon... in green... and binding your wrists and elbows behind your back... cinching them together... while you examine the set... no obvious peril... an Xmas tree... large presents... a standard set for a Christmassy photo shoot...

* BlueBelle arches back... as her elbows are drawn together... her breasts lifting as her shoulders strain... shaking back her hair as she eyes the set... "So... am I to be a present under the tree or something... with a list of possible perils attached?"

* Jason_De`Ath nodding... "Close... but the peril will be provided by Santa's Helpers..." He claps his hands... and your guest-stars arrive... the Wholesome twins... each dressed in a very provocative Santa outfit... red teddies with white fluffy trim... black latex boots... gloves and Santa hats... grinning in mischievous stereo as they carry a large roll of wrapping paper...

* BlueBelle nearly bursts out laughing... her breasts dancing about her chest... "You've got to be kidding... hello girls... I forgot you two were of legal age now... thanks for being in the calendar..." Belle narrows her eyes... "Why are you two grinning like the proverbial twins that ate the canary?"

* The_Wholesome_Twins saying nothing... gently forcing your legs together and beginning to wrap the paper around and around your legs... not feeling quite like ordinary paper... more able to mold itself around you... "Something special I found... from a fetish designer... Renee something... anyway, it looks terrific... every curve wrapped in tight present wrapping..."

* BlueBelle finds herself shifting her feet about as long as she can... but is soon unable to move at all as Santa's devious little helpers wrap her up the odd paper... the paper cinching and shaping to her form... then she hears the dreaded name... "Who? Wait a minute! That woman's dangerous! Stop!"

* The_Wholesome_Twins giggling... "Oh, don't try and get out of it now..." One squeezing your breasts playfully as the other winds the paper around and around... as it crinkles all around you... cool against your flesh... molding over your breasts... surreptitiously squeezing your waist... arching your back...as they wind it slowly around shoulders... throat...

* BlueBelle begins to struggle... but it is far too late for that... the paper might as well be industrial strength shrink wrap... it is tight and unbreakable... Belle's shape twists and turns... her excited nubs poking out at the wrapping... "But you don't understand... this could be a de... ath... trmmph..."

* Jason_De`Ath absorbed in taking photos... as the paper slowly shrinks... caressing... corseting... and squeezing you like an anaconda... letting up at the very last second... having transformed you into a wasp-waisted sex doll... the twins barely noticing... as they wrap the paper over your head... sealing you off from the air... as they decorate your wrapped body with pretty ribbon... posing with it...

* BlueBelle strains for all she is worth against the constricting material... as it encases her completely... cutting off her air... leaving her shape looking almost a metallic blue statue... shimmying... as her handlers giggle mindlessly... and add the finishing touches... silver bells... which jingle jingle jingle as Belle fights for her life...

* Jason_De`Ath shoots… your flesh tingling... a scent in your nostrils... some sort of chemical... or aphrodisiac... surely overegging the pudding... until you realize as you fight for air... you're getting the weak dose... the paper is affecting your co-stars... and the photographer... goodness knows what he'll do... the twins hands getting more grabby... squeezing everywhere as spots dance...

* BlueBelle gasps... at the vacuum inside the wrap... tingling from head to toe... knowing Renee too well... fearing the worst... even as her senses tell her to just cum until she dies... the hands of the silly twins suddenly seem to be everywhere... making Belle's sex moisten more and more by the minute...

* The_Wholesome_Twins hands tearing away the paper at your mouth suddenly... letting you gasp... as your body is positioned over one of the large presents... panting for air... before your mouth is stuffed with something... large... rubber... paper peeled away at your bottom as another rubber intruder nestles between your cheeks... surely not... the giggling echoing through the paper as the twins thrust as one...

* BlueBelle is filled... not only by huge rubber intruders... but by fear and rage as well... but at least she manages to catch a breath here and there as she sucks the rubber dildo... grunting as another is pushed into her rectum... these Olsen sluts certainly aren't children now...

* The_Wholesome_Twins thrusting... pounding... giggling as they do... the camera snapping... as you're turned onto your back... legs up in the air... the paper over your breasts torn away... and cruel crocodile clips attached... as something else is wrapped around and around you... some sort of wiring...

* BlueBelle letting out muffled screams as the rubber intruders slam into her mouth and ass... the clips biting into her tender taut flesh... being additionally bound by wire... just as she thought she might be loosening the paper... have these people lost their minds... she knows she's about to lose hers...

* Jason_De`Ath’s voice echoing... "We're going to run the Christmas lights through you, Belle... it'll look wonderful... the ultimate peril... the twins will continue to entertain you as the voltage grows higher and higher... you'll look so gorgeous as you're shocked to death!" The laughter builds as the twins pull out... and pose you in an upright position... teasing your ass and pussy with rubber fingertips...

* BlueBelle blinks unseen eyes inside the wrap... trying to fathom what the insane De'Ath could possibly mean... "Through her? Shocked to death?" surely he can't mean to really kill her... and how would he have got the Olsen twins to go along...but to more pressing problems... Belle can't even stand on her own... as the need to climax overwhelms her...

* Jason_De`Ath shoots… the taste of the aphrodisiac nectar wafts off the paper... and you remember how Catherine Zeta Jones nearly killed you... doubtless Renee drugged De'Ath ahead of time... it would explain a lot... and this has pushed him over the edge... the twins holding you up... as he flips the switch... and the lights go on... shocking you with a constant current through stiff nipples... the camera still clicking...

* BlueBelle shudders... her big breasts putting on quite a show... jiggling like bowls full of jelly... adorned in a Christmas light glow... how could she have been so stupid as to have not fired this De'Ath when she still could... the electricity tingling at first... but becoming slowly excruciating...

* Jason_De`Ath your glossy lips gasping... gritted teeth... captured on camera... clicking again and again... the knowledge that this calendar will be spectacular is little comfort... as it seems that it might be the last ever... flesh shocked and sizzling from the punishing, rising voltage... the bulbs glowing bright as manic laughter rings in your ears...

* BlueBelle fighting against the string of lights... to the very last... she smells her seared flesh as it sizzles... eyes rolling back... even as there is a loud pop... and the lights all go out... Belle collapsing in a heap... sputtering like a blown fuse… as Sara’s voice demands to know what happened… and the groaning Belle is lifted to a gurney... to be rushed to the infirmary...

 

(December 2005)