I love having my portrait taken. I try to have new ones shot whenever I can. During this shoot I remembered an observation about my face that someone had made a few days before. They had pointed out that my features didn’t just change when I wore a mask as you might expect. When my face was covered I was transformed completely. I seemed to adopt an intense fetish look and flaunt an imaginary persona that was at odds with the real me.
I wanted a mask to wear for the photographer. The Mexican wrestler one that I had was packed away and would take too long to find. In desperation I searched through my modelling bag. I found my favourite crotchless bodystocking and I came up with a way to use it. This would be a new way to wear one but it would never have worked if it had been manufactured with a gusset.
As I tugged the mesh onto my face I experienced some strange sensations. It felt like I had a mask on but I knew that I was completely visible. I wasn’t perfectly recognisable though. My features were constrained and fixed. I imagined a type of facial BDSM where the act of bondage was applied to cheeks, noses and lips. I wanted to possess the features of an emotionless doll but with a fetish twist.
I tried to pout but I felt the tautness of the black mesh against my sensitive lips. The abrasive drag reminded me of the last time I wore fishnets without any panties. My full lips were made plumper and redder the longer the session went on. They rose up between the industrial gauge fishnet in little pillows.
There was pain mixed with pleasure as I tugged against the unyielding bodystocking. My full mouth was urged open and I had to be aware that I might be smearing lipstick against the roughness of the inner stocking. Something might rub off against my face without me knowing any different.
That days portraits worked out better than I could have imagined at the start of the shoot.
If you want to see how this crotchless bodystocking was meant to be worn, click HERE.
Photos by Sebas Romero
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This is intense stuff. I adore it though. Like usual.
In your face…in the best way.
I see this “little pillows” in foto 9/9!
lip pillows are the horny brain bomb!
Yep…dirty wow-wow.
more like Dirty wow wow-tastic!
pretty, vulval, lipsticked pout
outstanding poutage
pseudo-vulva utopia
Mexican wrestler mask?
I was wondering about this as well…
can you show this Mexican sometimes?
oh salut, Madame. 🙂
a blog soon on this Mexican mask?
An amazing effect.
This pictures have so much powers
wicked
this doll-like Venus rocks!
Oh my goodness!
Oh my goodness…
your pretty face with criss-cross compression lines is a hot fantasy
50 shades of lip bondage anyone?
delightfully splendid
do those lips respond well to being disciplined?
very horny prose here
yes, the best thing about the text is the rude quibble about just which pair of lips you are referring to.
North lips or South lips? Do tell?
monkey like this perversion big style.
you lips rock the stockings
scrumptious town
Those lips were made to be parted by the tip of a soft and creamy coffee eclair…
or a firm banana
compressions from the mesh leaving little lashes on your northern cheeks mmmm
this is why I adore you…great work
lusting on your lippy
It´s really delicious, sexy ,erotic
high voltage erotic