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All Praise to the Amazons!
In the aftermath of their crushing defeat in the pass of Aegeus’ Springs, the surviving Spartans were disarmed and tied up by the victorious Amazons. The beaten male warriors hung their heads in shame as they were taken prisoner by the fierce Scythian warrior women, their humiliation made all the more more acute by the contemptuous female words: “Woe to the vanquished! All praise to the Amazons!”
As Medea affixed a rope around the neck of the bound and kneeling battalion commander, Ganymede, so he could be tied in a line with the other captives, she whispered triumphantly in his ear: “A life of slavery awaits you and your comrades, O would-be conqueror, obeying the whims of women!”
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adgp35 · 2 days
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Nancy Drew in California Dreaming, Part 6
And so Geoff Summers gave Nancy his full story - how he had been framed, how a mysterious enemy had hacked into his accounts and how the art thefts had been carefully staged to implicate him. ‘I don’t know who might be doing this to me, Miss Drew, or why, but I promise you, I’m innocent!” the young man insisted, staring at the girl sleuth earnestly, his eyes imploring her through his California-issue shades. Nancy looked sideways at Geoff sceptically. Summers certainly spoke with passion, but why had he run away after their tussle earlier? Besides which the digital, circumstantial and botanical evidence she had accumulated against him was overwhelming. However, Nancy knew she still needed to get into the man’s apartment and check for the presence of a California Fuschia there - that was the final clue she needed and if it was there, then no amount of pleading and allegations of conspiracies would prevent her from taking Geoff Summers in.
“Ok, Mr Summers, let’s talk more.” Nancy replied with an encouraging smile, “But could we do it inside? The Sunshine State is sure living up to its name!” Geoff looked relieved - even happy. “Yes!” he said quickly. “Thankyou, Miss Drew - follow me!”
To be continued.
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adgp35 · 4 days
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“Uh-oh,there’s someone coming.” Cynthia said urgently, an unfamiliar nervousness now in her voice, “I’m going to have to gag you.” The woman suddenly and unceremoniously pulled down her lace panties. “Open wide, honey!” she ordered her prisoner, the sullen, shamed and securely bound Gavin.
Source: My interpretation of another fine fm bondage juxtaposition by Tied Up At The Moment who used to post on Deviant Art.
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adgp35 · 6 days
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The Bet
“I’m sorry, big boy, but there is no way I’m letting you step up to the plate this afternoon.” Valerie told ace batter Jim Phoenix as she tied the deeply snoring man tightly to the bed head in the hotel room into which she had enticed him before chloroforming him. “The syndicate want a Blue Sox victory this weekend and that’s what they’re gonna get!”
Before Valerie left Jim to enforced his slumbers, she pressed several strips of duct tape over the baseball player’s mouth. “Can’t have you making a ruckus and upsetting the other guests, babe,” she laughed as she gagged the bound man. At the door, the glamorously clad seductress paused and looked back at her sports-uniformed victim. “Hm,” she said to herself, “I mustn’t forget to place a late bet on the ball game. I think I’ll go for the Blue Sox! So long, sweetie.” Even as Jim stirred slightly, the syndicate moll closed the door quietly behind her, placing a Do Not Disturb sign on the handle.
Source: Baseball Player Tied video by fmconceptsus.com available on Clips4sale
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adgp35 · 9 days
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The Rookie
It was Hermoine’s first time guarding one of the gang’s kidnap victims. When the banker had been dropped off with her the rookie guard had personally retied the captive’s hands behind his back as opposed to his front as the boys had bound him (“After all, I’m a woman and you’re a man and we are going to be alone together,” she had explained to him as he gazed at her reproachfully). And she had gagged him to avoid any risk of him persuading her to let him go (Hermione had seen those movies). The woman’s only concession was that she had left him on her sofa watching TV while she went to take five in her bedroom upstairs. A noise from the front door woke the young woman with a start and she hurried down the stairs and to find her charge hopelessly straining at the locked door, his hands free and the gag pulled down round his neck.
Hermione launched herself at him then, clasping her hand over his mouth so he couldn’t call for help and toppling the man to the ground. “You can tell you’re a banker!” the woman laughed breathlessly as she easily pinned his wrists to the carpeted floor and sat astride him. “Going somewhere?” she mocked, looking into the prisoner’s frightened face. “I give up, miss,” he replied miserably. The relieved Hermione hauled the man to his feet and pulled his arms behind his back. “Don’t move!” she ordered and hurried into the front room, retrieving the rope and scarves from the sofa he had wriggled loose from. She returned to her unhappy captive who continued to stand where she had left him, hands still obediently in place behind his back. Hermione quickly got to work very tightly re-tying the kidnap victim’s wrists together once more. “Do you have to do this, ma’am?” the banker implored, looking over his shoulder as she bound him. “Yup.” she replied shortly. “And that gag is going back in, and you get no more TV, and you get tied to a chair. Ok?”
Her prisoner nodded sadly. “Good!” Hermione retorted and pushed him towards the kitchen after re-gagging him. “And no mention of this little episode to the boys, all right?”
Source unknown. I think it was posted by RoperMike on his Guys In Trouble website, but I can’t locate it.
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adgp35 · 11 days
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Passenger Transfer
“Oh, great, you’re a cop!” exclaimed agitated stewardess Rowena Jason, as she hustled an angry looking male passenger down the aisle, his hands cuffed behind his back, when she spotted police officer Daisy Lennox as she relaxed in her seat on the domestic flight. Daisy looked up in some surprise as the hassled female flight attendant struggled to restrain her prisoner who was actively trying to escape Rowena’s grip, despite being bound. “You couldn’t take this asshole off my hands for a while could you, officer?” the stewardess appealed desperately. “It’s going crazy in Economy and I really need to get back to help out.”
The policewoman gazed into the sullen passenger’s eyes. “Sure,” she replied simply, “let’s get him onto the floor and I can use my cuffs to put him in a hogtie.” Despite his protests and writhing, the cuffed unruly passenger was no match for the two strong woman and he was soon lying face down at Daisy’s feet, his wrists ignominiously cuffed to his ankles. “You’re a life safer!” beamed Rowena in gratitude. Daisy smiled back at the stewardess. “That’s ok, ma’am,” she replied, “I needed a footstool anyway!”
My interpretation of the story behind another intriguing piece of femdom art by the brilliant digital artist ira9085. He posts on Deviant Art, although sadly, not for some time.
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adgp35 · 15 days
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Teen Sleuth
Purse snatcher, sex pest and terrifier of women, Jack Naylor was astounded and humiliated to find himself captured and bound by a high-kicking and karate-chopping 17-year old college girl who termed herself Hoshiko Daguchi, the Teen Sleuth. “I’m writing a blog on Substack about my adventures,” the dreamy-eyed young Japanese woman told her captive as the pair waited in the park for the police to arrive. “You will be the star of episode 2!”
“I’m very honoured, ma’am…” replied Jack with unhappy sarcasm.
Sources: Pinterest and BigStock photos
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adgp35 · 17 days
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Jules Lefebvre, French, (1834–1912) La Vérité, 1870
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adgp35 · 19 days
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Nancy Drew in California Dreaming, Part 5
Geoff Summers went running most mornings and worked out in the local gym, but he was no match for Nancy. The girl sleuth, used to pursuing bad guys no matter what the weather or terrain, swiftly overtook the art dealer fugitive. Before Geoff had even cleared his own street, he found himself suddenly seized from behind and hurled against the fence, only just stoping himself from tumbling over. An angry red haired detective stood looking at the young man as he tried to regain his breath, her arms folded. “Now are you going to talk to me, Mr Summers?” she demanded.
“Sure, sure..” stammered the breathless and nervous-looking man. “I don’t know what you think you have discovered, Miss Drew,” Geoff told the young woman earnestly, “but I promise you it won’t be what it seems!” Nancy looked at Summers as he leaned into her conspiratorially. “I’m all ears.” she replied.
To be continued.
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adgp35 · 20 days
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Battle trophy
My army had been routed by the all-female warriors, and it was our own fault for our overconfidence. As the battle lines broke, I called for a retreat and took off myself, as the man next to me was tackled and quickly bound by female soldiers. My horse had run off, panicked by the chaos, and I was nearly at the tree line when suddenly my path was blocked by a beautiful young member of the opposing force.
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"Planning to leave, Commander?" she asked, her sword still sheathed but her stance ready. "I think your presence is required here. After all, you should share the fate of your men."
My shoulders fell. It was all over - the dreams of conquest and dominance vanished before my eyes, trampled beneath the feet of the all-female army who had vanquished and was now capturing us. I dropped my head and she moved behind me quickly, disarming me of my sword and pulling my hands behind my back. She tied me up tightly with leather cord, checking the bonds.
"You are taken prisoner," she told me. "And I know my Queen is waiting to see you."
She put me on my knees and I was forced to remain there as the rest of my army was captured and bound. It was all my fault - these men had lost their freedom because of my incompetent command, and now we were all captives of these women.
My beautiful captor marched me to her horse, and I was thrown across the saddle in front of where she'd sit. "The Queen will want to see him immediately," she announced. "Rope the others together and march them to the city. Strip them naked."
The horse moved, and the woman held me in place during the long ride. Finally, we arrived, and she took me off the horse and walked me into an ornate palace, stopping just outside of a pair of golden doors. She drew a knife.
"No male sees our Queen in his clothing," she told me. I stood still, tightly tied up, as she cut off my clothing, leaving me naked in the corridor as other women closed around us. I bowed my head in utter shame, never dreaming defeat in battle could lead to such humiliation.
"Now you're ready to be seen by Her Majesty," the warrior told me, taking hold of me and marching me through the doors and placing me on my knees at the feet of the young Queen.
"Here's their commander, my Queen," the warrior said. "He's captured and stripped naked for your viewing."
I kept my head and eyes down, but heard a female voice command me.
"Gaze upon your new Queen, prisoner," she told me.
I looked up into her face, her expression showing satisfaction at my plight.
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"You have foolishly engaged us in battle," she told me. "It will be the last thing you ever do as a free man. From this moment, you are my personal slave, and your men will be imprisoned and sold to members of my army and Court. The life you knew is over."
I dropped my head in shame, and realized she was right - I was nothing but a spoil of battle, a trophy for her to possess and control, a slave captured and bound before her.
Source: Bing AI Image Generator
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adgp35 · 22 days
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Fraud Investigator Amanda Jones
“Yes, I am afraid this proves it, Mr Griffiths.” Amanda told me as I looked on disconsolately as she sat at my computer. “Over £10,000 defrauded from the company. I’m afraid you are under arrest, my friend.”
Later I looked miserably round at the walls of my office as Amanda stood behind me, clicking the handcuffs into place, securing my wrists behind my back, solicitously asking me if she was making them too tight, whike I reflected on how often I had thought of this office oasis a prison. Soon, I realised, after being captured by this short skirted, Botox-filled twenty something female I had so underestimated, I realised I woukd soon experience the real thing.
Source: Tumblr
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adgp35 · 25 days
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The Lost Tribe
“Diana! Help me! Quickly!” Anticleia called out urgently as she pushed the male intruder up against the trunk of a tree. “I have caught a spy! Help me to bind him, my sister.” Tony struggled in the Amazon’s merciless grip. “Please, ma’am,” he begged, “I’m lost! I’m looking for food and water and directions out of this forest! I mean no harm!” Anticleia looked at the young explorer in bemusement even as Diana came hurrying up, several strips of leather in her hand. “I can’t understand a word this savage says,” Anticleia remarked, holding Tony’s wrists firmly together behind his back, “but it matters little, sister. Tie him tight!”
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Soon the women had Tony securely bound and were hustling him down a narrow path out of the clearing where he had been captured. “Your mother the Queen will be much impressed, Anticleia,” Diana said to her friend. The other woman snorted derisively. “This fool is no warrior!” she replied contemptuously. “There is no honour in making a craven weakling like him my captive!” Tony meanwhile was utterly confused. The language these terrifying women were using was barbaric and guttural, but could it really be… ancient Scythian? Had he, the most sceptical of all the men on his expedition been taken prisoner by the Tribe of the Lost Amazons? Tony’s musing was rudely disturbed but the butt of a spear roughly pressed into the small of his back. “Faster, worm!” Anticleia demanded.
Source: Tarzan and the Amazon Women, an episode from the 1990s Tarzan TV series. Posted by RoperMike on Guys In Trouble
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adgp35 · 25 days
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“Hold it right there and put your hands behind your back, creep!
Source: theCW
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adgp35 · 28 days
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Deserter Captured
“Going somewhere, Ensign?” Yeoman Stephanie Yates asked rhetorically as the emerged from the roadside trees where she had been lying in wait for the disheveled and weary-looking deserter. Ensign John Parker pulled up short in surprise and stared unhappily at the red-unformed Starfleet junior officer, her phaser - thankfully set to stun he noticed - pointed right at him. “I guess not, ma’am…” the young man muttered, raising his hands disconsolately and dropping the stick he was wielding, the only form of defence he had been able to find on this oddly rural planet.
“Good.” replied Stephane with a satisfied smile. She replaced her weapon in her shoulder case. “Now you behave yourself while I get to secured, young man.” she told the sullen looking rating.
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“There!” said Stephanie a little later as she pulled the ropes around her prisoner’s wrists tight, completing tying his hands securely behind his back. “That should hold you for now.” Still smiling smugly and now with a communicator in her hand, the Yeoman spoke to her captive again. “I do get such job satisfaction from capturing deserters, Ensign.” she told him. “Anything to say say in your defence before I ask Mr Scott to beam us back up?” John raised his head to stare at the sarcastic woman bitterly. “No, ma’am!” he replied stiffly.
Sources: Star Trek Cosplay by Cold Hearted Jim on Pinterest; BigStock Photos
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adgp35 · 30 days
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Nancy Drew in California Dreaming, Part 4
Geoff Summers, breathing hard as he stood on the sidewalk glaring at Nancy, looked to his left and then to his right. Nancy could see that the young man had no intention of discussing the forged and stolen art with her or with anyone else. She noted with satisfaction however that to Summers’ right were the densely hedged gardens belonging to Bradley’s Bohemian well-to-do, and to his left was the busy highway, filling up now with rush hour traffic. The girl sleuth smiled smugly at the increasingly desperate looking man. “You can’t escape, Mr Summers,” the young woman told him, “so you may as well talk to me.”
“Go to hell, witch!” Summers suddenly exclaimed and with that, he turned around and ran off, back down the street the way he had come. Nancy, momentarily nonplussed, watched him flee in some surprise, but the girl detective soon rallied her thoughts and set off in pursuit. “Stop!” she called out after him. “You’re only making it worse for yourself! You haven’t a chance!” But Geoff took no notice, and continued to run down the boulevard, with the red-haired girl close behind.
To be continued.
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Dissidence
“Writing rude graffiti slogans about our dear leader doesn’t seem so clever now does it,sir?” asked Olga as she shuffled Lev towards her waiting van after cuffing the dissident’s hands together tightly behind his back.
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Fans
Influencer Judy Joel decided to make an example of her latest stalker.
“Hi guys!” she hollered happily into the video camera early that morning and then let it pan out to reveal the bound and gagged form of Billy Bones, Judy’s self-proclaimed No 1 Worshipper, lying helplessly taped up on her bed. “Now you beautiful people play nice and respect my privacy, won’t you?” the girl beamed out of her YouTube channel. “If you stalk, you get caught! You wouldn’t want to wind up like Mr Bones here now, would you? Say something to the fans, Billy!”
“Mmmmmmmpppphhh!!” responded the hapless William.
Source: LucyNoMercy who posts her wonderfully dominant lifestyle pics on Instagram
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