Portia Pinned to a Pole with Ted Michaels

Step back into the early, electric days of Ted and Portia’s on-screen chemistry in this fully consensual, negotiated bondage encounter set inside an incredible industrial warehouse space. This location is a BDSM dream: open light, exposed beams perfect for overhead ties, solid poles, and plenty of room to display rope craft, power exchange, and erotic control.

Portia enters willingly, already buzzing with anticipation, rope marks still warm from their first tie. Ted confidently marches her inside, knowing exactly how to push her buttons. She’s dressed to tempt and surrender—black thong, red lace top, five-inch red heels—her mouth filled with a snug ballgag. Her ******* are already bound and lifted, swollen and on display, while a tight crotch rope presses deliciously into her *****, keeping her arousal constant and unavoidable.

Ted pins her against a pole, warming her body with a hard, playful spanking before turning her back around. Her ankles are crossed and tied, arms secured behind her, leaving her open, exposed, and eager. With her balance and movement controlled, he takes his time teasing and caressing her sensitive ***** and bound *******, enjoying every gasp, moan, and shiver.

Knowing Portia craves intensity, Ted adds a carefully controlled neck rope, tied high on the pole. The sensation heightens everything—her awareness, her breath, her arousal—while trust and communication keep the scene grounded and intoxicating rather than rushed. Every pull reminds her who is in charge, and how much she loves giving herself over.

He escalates the position by cinching her elbows in tight and lifting one ankle up behind her, enforcing a beautiful dancer’s pose that shows off her legs, ***, and elegant lines. Left alone to experience the bondage, Portia squirms, moans, drools, and melts into subspace, completely aware that being watched and enjoyed is part of the pleasure. The strain builds, the sensations blur, and every attempt to adjust only deepens her submission—and her desire to please.

After several delicious minutes, Ted returns. He slides her panties aside and drives a powerful vibrating ***** into her, pushing her right to the edge and holding her there, teasing control over her release. Just when she’s trembling and flushed with endorphins, he cuts her free—only to scoop her up, still dazed and needy, and carry her back to where the scene began.

Because this night—and this power exchange—is far from over.