"This is pure performance art," says sizzling red-haired submissive Kristell, totally serious. "The ropes represent the ties that bind me to my master and mistress, and the seashells are me coming out of my shell – celebrating my horny, kinky side, y'know?" And if it hadn't been for her fit of the giggles, we'd have been convinced. "Well, it's kinda true!" she adds, laughing. "I've been playing with them for a couple months now, and we've gotten pretty attached. And like the ropes, they've certainly left a mark. We've agreed my tits belong to them, and they insist I keep my pussy shaved at all times. They've also warned me that if just one of these carefully placed shells moves, even a little, they're going to paddle my ass." Another sudden burst of laughter shakes her body and at least three of the shells fall to the floor. "Oh dear," says Kristell, unable to stop smiling. "Looks like I'm in big trouble now…"