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{an adults-only review meant for mature audiences only}

Harmony Concepts presents... Plain lettering features the video's serial number, GB-31, and the name appears without any fanfare as COMPLETELY HELPLESS, with the man in charge credited as Dominic Wolfe.

This is sort of a soft-core presentation. Unlike wilder entries in the hardcore porno world, this video actually shies away from the more obviously pornographic body bits. By its nature, there is of course nothing innocent about it. But it's as if there is very little focus on actual nudity. To gain an R-rating?

Bondage Model No. 1, Andrea Neal:

The box covergirl. The pretty one. Darkish-blonde, leggy. The star of the group. In her black see-through lingerie, she stands tethered, a hindrance, a studded leather bar, anchored squarely between her long, long legs. Black patent leather high heels, you know, the kind that shows toe cleavage, sheer black stockings, garter belt. Her hands, in elbow-length silk gloves, are tied behind her back. Though she, delightfully, wrinkles her cute nose in disgust, the obedient slave girl is slowly fed a cloth gag, which fills her pretty mouth, but that's just for starters. Gruff old unsmiling Dominic does a generous application of broad medical tape dressing over her mouth while she watches him doe-eyed. Around and around her cheeks and the back of her neck. About eight, nine times. The whole roll, as he proudly points out. Her mouth is jam-packed already, and now neatly taped shut. Precise, secure, symmetrical work - Master has obviously done this before, with lots of other girls. She can still make little noises. The kind a Master loves to hear. The camera moves up and down her body as Andrea tries to resist her restraints. The rope crosses between her breasts. Talk about lifting and separating... Those show-off shoes count against her too, she stands precariously balanced. The camera glides up, lingers, glides down, lingers. There is no nudity in this sequence, but the imposition in her mouth works quite effective, forcing her jaws wide, beautifully elongating her face as she has to stand there dumbly at his mercy.

In the next part, Andrea's session gets a whole lot nicer still. She is now bare-breasted, sitting strappado on a couch, still wearing those black stockings and high heels. Full breasts bare. An O-ring on her sternum, one up high above her tummy, one lower down towards her crotch, a leather belt strapped around her upper legs just above the knee, another just below the knee, another around her ankles. Ugly ol' Dominic brings his ball-gag, and shoves the pink-red ball into her dainty mouth, fastening the rubbery gag securely over her mouth. Tighter than tight. This sequence is the bit that gave rise to the cover shot of the DVD box. Victim Andrea sitting there all strapped in and gagged, her perfectly-sculpted D-cup prize-winning boobs out for all to see. Unfortunately the image doesn't appear on IMDb and never will. A censored version can be perused on seller site Amazon, which does show the gag

As she turns around trying to free herself, she slowly slips off the couch to land on her knees. Very uncomfortable, remember now that her arms are tightly tethered in a singular laced-in leather glove behind her back. Whining, squirming, but only managing to almost lose those spiky stiletto-heels, she maneuvers herself to lie on her side on the floor, tightly strapped in, no way she is gonna get out of it. She loses one of her high heeled shoes, leaving the one foot black stocking-clad, and this looks so damn cute, her tender little foot in the wispy diaphanous covering... The cameraman thought so too, and there is a whole lot of footshots. She lies there fighting her bonds, to no avail, Master's leather harness and belts have triumphed, Andrea loses, fadeout on struggling desperate girl.

Andrea is the kind of girl that rates a high score. Encore, encore!

Bondage Model No. 2, Kay Johnson:

Pixie-haired and elfin-bodied. In her first segment, she lies spread out on top of the bed, bound hands above her head, legs stretched out, tied at the ankles, and just below the knees. The white rope is cinched in tight. She is nearly naked, although not quite, adorned only by a bondage-inspired leather G-string. She has small perky-nippled breasts which are constrained by the full body harness. Her bare feet become the center of attraction as she squirms about on the bed. They are smooth and unblemished and to a foot fetishist's delight, they fill the screen in all her bare-toed glory.

To the utter detriment of this sequence, the model is sort of geared up to endure, and gives a machine-like performance consisting of repetitive movements, like a staged dance, all the time grunting in a fashion that is all part of a routine going through the motions. This quickly becomes irritating.

In her second segment, Kay lies on her belly, her face to the camera. Ball-gagged. A different body harness now, one of those with an O-ring on her chest. Her arms are tightly strapped in behind her back, her legs are pulled up in a strict hogtie, and her soft-soled bare feet are held crossed and rigidly strapped together. She wears nada but a silken black panty which disappears in the cleft of her well-rounded buttocks. Mean old Master Dominic gives his latest conquest a mouthful of even-bigger red rubber ball-gag, plus a leather blindfold, and cannot resist the alluring sight of her vulnerable bare feet, which he tickles, causing her giggle, to at least make one other sound to add to her limited repertoire. She is then again left to try squirm out of her restraints. Try as she might, the same thing over and over again, no luck. Eventual fadeout.

Coldly distant, nobody will disagree. Earning a paycheck. Her feet doesn't have that coldness, making them the only fun, so pity about the rest of her.

Bondage Model No. 3, Minorka:

She is a dusky-skinned raven-haired Asian girl in a torn body-stocking lying hogtied on a white polar bear skin rug in front of a couch. She squirms delightfully, a welcome relief after the robotic predictability of the previous performer. There is a close-up of her face after the ball-gag had been stuffed inside her mouth, that is quite cringeworthy off-putting. She lies on her belly, feet pulled back, tethered to her hands, and tries freeing herself, straining unsuccessfully against her bonds, then rolls over this way and that way, all too pleasing for words, as it should be to Master's content. Time and again, the camera returns to the soft soles of her well-kept feet, lingering there lasciviously as she wiggles them in her hopeless quest for freedom.

She appears in only one scene. Perhaps she wasn't willing for a second round?

Bondage Model No. 4, Natasha:

'Nurse in institution' comes to her senses to find she is wearing a straitjacket. Would take a lot of imagination to see her as a nurse. She is simply treated as a nurse who is now at the mercy of an inmate, perhaps? Hence the straitjacket. Which is an unattractive form of bondage, really, few punters would disagree, but if straitjackets float a viewer's boat, hooray for some lucky bloke. She fights against it, but those things are notoriously relentless. Long white stockings, high heels, rope cinched above the knees, tightly bound ankles. She gamely tries to free herself from her bonds against a bedknob. No luck.

Natasha's second round. Latex body suit, skimpy, like in barely-there. Stockings, pointy court shoes, ankles tightly together with thick white rope, below-the-knees as well. Old Dominic, his usual grumpy-bear self, stuffs her mouth with a waddled-up cloth gag. Four lengths of sticking plaster lie just ready and waiting. He applies them one after the other. He gleefully tells her how great it is that she will now be unable to talk back. Then, wraparound time, the medical tape dressing. Around and around her mouth, her cheeks, the back of her neck, trapping hair, tightly applied, neat work, through experience. That mouth is tightly crammed shut. She sits there, sounds like she is softly cursing, "f--- you" as he leaves her sarcastically to it. Not really blessed in the looks department, Natasha makes up for with spirit. She has more than what it takes to be worth watching.

Yes, there is a third round with stalwart Natasha as well. Obviously, she is a dream to work with, and gets the film into the can. In her third outing here, she is a private security officer, now lies there on her desk, still in her uniform. At least here less imagination is needed, the nurse theme was about as shoddy as can be with less than zero believability, here the attire is more than adequate. Kinda looks like a prison warden on which the tables have been turned, so it's pure revenge fantasy, but with absolutely no nudity. She lies there hogtied on that desk with the phone and the PC and the fax and she struggles and struggles and manages only to get the phone off the hook but she couldn't 'phone home, phone home' and the ropes of Master Dominic remained victorious.

If only Natasha wasn't a couple years past her prime. Unfortunately, those are the breaks...

In summary, softcore, no sex, but kinky. Gag enthusiasts will rejoice, and foot fetishists will be delighted. Not recommended to rabid extremists. But nice entry-level bondage for beginners. And the hardcore stuff usually degenerates into only sex, with the restraints coming a poor second. This is bondage for the sake of bondage itself.