Bay Area Beach Bondage: Sadie Belle

Sadie Belle lets us drag her to Baker Beach. The rules say nude, but nobody expects chains. We strip her, cuff her wrists, stretch her arms behind her back. The steel bites hard. She fights it, her naked skin glowing in the cold Pacific wind. A thick black ball gag fills her mouth. Drool runs down her chin while the chain from her ankles rattles on the rocks. She tries to drop to her knees, but the links pull tight and hold her upright. Men line the cliff, binoculars trained on every tug and twist. One construction guy on the bridge stops work just to watch her nipples stiffen in the wind. She glares over the gag. Spit drips onto her chest. We yank the chain again. She yelps into the rubber, hips jerking, legs spread, completely exposed to the whole Bay.