BellaInk puts on a VR head set and steps into a new world where fanatsy, fetish, and reality intertwine, transforming her into something she has always dreamed of becoming, A Bondage Doll. As she explains it:
"I’ve never been much of a believer. Sure, I’ve heard stories. Friends who quit smoking or went to some show where people did silly things on stage. So when I heard about the Bondage Doll training program, I didn’t really think much about it. The idea was really thrilling. Complete mind control. But it sounded more like science fiction than reality. Turned into a helpless bondage doll.
It has always been a fantasy of mine. So when I got the chance to try it out, I jumped at it. When I first put the headset on, I couldn’t believe it. Everything looked and felt so real. I could actually feel myself trying to figure out what was real and what wasn’t. A few minutes later I was feeling incredibly calm and relaxed.
I felt like I was waiting for something.
Instructions.
Commands.
Being told what to do.
And before I knew it, I was standing up and walking down a hallway.
I was completely aware of what I was doing, but powerless to stop it. Moving without thinking. Walking. When I entered the room, I knew exactly what to do and where to go.Suddenly, my body was moving. Or being moved. Arms, legs, posture, all out of my control. I tried resisting, but I was helpless.
It almost felt like it was happening to someone else, but I knew it wasn’t.
It was me.
I could feel my expressions changing. Eyes open wide. Smiling. And as my expressions changed, so did what I was feeling. Some of the feelings were happy. Some were sad. There was fear. Surprise. Arousal.
I have no idea how it was happening, but suddenly my outfits were changing too, making me feel even more exposed and out of control.
And then it started. The bondage.
It was more intense than anything I’ve ever felt. As the bondage was applied, I could feel it in every part of my body and my mind. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even squirm. I tried to speak, but I couldn’t. The longer the bondage stayed on, the harder it became to think. My mind started to go all foggy.
Thoughts were replaced by feelings. I could see myself, like I was watching someone else. Slowly being transformed into a bondage doll.. Helpless. Trapped. Aroused.
So incredibly aroused.
You would never know it to look at me. Motionless and frozen, but trapped inside, I was feeling everything. The blindfolds affected me more than I expected. They made everything feel otherworldly. Distant. I couldn’t see myself now, but I still knew exactly how I looked. An image deep inside my mind.
Being gagged really drove me crazy. I already knew I couldn’t speak, but when the gags were applied, it added something more. A reminder that dolls don’t speak. It made it even harder to think, but the feelings were growing so much more intense.
I was a gagged dolly.
Eventually, things grew calm in my head. Peaceful. Things stopped changing so fast and I felt myself growing very still. tried to think, but it was so hard to formulate thoughts. I tried to remember who I was, how I got here. But everything was blank.
Even my name.
It was right there, just at the edge of my consciousness.
My name.
What is my name?
Why can’t I remember?
My name.
My name.
My name is . . .
Dolly.
And this is how I will live my life from now on."
