Glamour bondage by Uncle M

*note*  Anna was one of our original three Brandi girls who has just recently re-joined us.  The following is Anna’s thoughts and recollection of that very first shoot for Brandi Bondage.  Enjoy!

Hello.  You may call me Anna.  I used to be called Brandi, but ever since I was unveiled a couple of shoots ago, it seemed appropriate to also stop hiding in Brandi’s name.  So here I am, I am twenty-two years old, usually noted as sweet and somewhat naive, and of course, I am inherently Asian (I know, I know, all the modesty issues).  How did I end up shooting with the rest of this cool cat crew?  Well, it started as a random conversation with my friend Tea, better known as the girl behind the lenses.  A few minutes in, I heard about a group of people trying to find models for a fullly-clad bondage photo shoot, and I got curious.  I mean, bondage had never reallly been my thing per se, but it sounded intriguing, bondage without nudity.  A couple of weeks later, there I am, in a nondescript corner of Granville St, which actually used to be one of my favourite haunts when I still lived in Kitsiilano.  At first, I was a bit afraid, not really knowing what to expect. 

Then I met another of the brandi girls, a fun bubbly girl who had brought her elegantly-dressed man along for the shoot.  Twenty minutes into meeting with everyone and hearing the ideas and such, I was hooked.  The first shoot was cool, me in a cowboy outfit and then office gear, and I was looking forward to the next one.

Some complications happened during the months before the next shoot, and I found myself lagging in the modelling and ended up not at the shoots for a while.  After a few months, I returned in a school girl outfit courtesy of one of our fan’s requests, and was happily suspended on a pole as a little girl.  Being on the shoots is not so much for the bondage, as I don’t really crave it the same way some of the other girls do, although I do feel very beautiful in the ties and outfits.  No, I go for the fun, the artistic vision, the fact that I can input ideas and have them respected and appreciated, and for a group of people I trust and feel that sense of belonging to a group.  Being bound means extreme trust in not only the person who is tying you, but also the people holding you up while your feet are bounded together and you can only hop half steps, the people lifting you from one side of the room to the other (I guess luckily for some of these guys I’m not too heavy), and the photographer with her visions and creativity.  The wonderful thing is that although personally I feel the photography is not so much about the models as it is about the ropes and the camera shots, Uncle M is wonderful about catering to the needs of the girls.  Any sort of awkwardness in the ropes and flesh combination, and he is there to correct it.  Uncle M is also a mentor even in daily life - so many times I have felt terrible about some mishap in my life and gone onto facebook to rant about it, and the next day there he is asking questions, asking if I am ok and such.  This group is the only group I’ve joined so far where the directors of the shoot actively interact and befriend the models, and probably one of the few I’ve seen that keeps to its artistic vision - providing the excitement and eroticism of ropes on girls without the unnecessary nudity.  Every shot is beautiful, and every girl is made beautiful when the camera flashes.

So would I stay in this group even if my modelling career one day takes off?  Definitely.  I am like most people out there, day job, school and all, and of course, a need to pay rent.  This group gives me an opportunity to indulge in me-time while being around people I adore.  Anna is here to stay.