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An Interview with Adara Jordin

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1. I first saw your work on GirlsInABind.com back in the summer of 2011. Now, all of a sudden, you're everywhere, like on such sites as BoundBeauties, Office Perils, FutileStruggles, BornToBeBound, Ivan Boulder, Ropexpert and others! How did that happen? 

Everything started around 2008-2009. I went up to up3studios in Cleveland where I met Sal and Mark (Girlsinabind), amongst other producers and photographers.  I initially was doing mainstream stuff, but it wasn't long before I took an interest in doing the bondage/did/fetish films.  Ever since I was young, I can remember being turned on by bondage, humiliation and being dominated.  I began practicing it in my personal life with my girlfriend when I was 17.  I  Everything kind of happened all at once. I worked with Girlsinabind, JJ Plush, Eric Cain, and Tony Cuffs and it seemed like over night people started to know who I was, and I was working on a regular basis.  I give a lot of credit to them.  Without them, I don't think I would be the fetish/bondage model I am today.  Now, I've met and worked with a lot of great producers. I'm on a variety of sites and I currently have the sexualcaptive.com clip store ( c4s 88236), and I’m also currently building content for my second store Messiah of the Mentally Ill -  my everything but vanilla, fetish clips store, and am looking forward to continuing to work in this industry, working with new people, building content, and making a living doing what I enjoy.

2. Do you like being tied up? And, if so, why? What do you like most about it?

I like the feeling of helplessness, of being restrained, putting yourself at the mercy of your "captor" or Dom.

3. Do you have a favorite bondage fantasy? And, if you do, will you tell it to us?

I guess my bondage fantasy would be working for Kink, doing a bound gang video, if only just once.  Almost every time I get myself off in my personal life it’s to a bound-gang video. I think I might have a bit of a rapey fetish lol. Being bound and forced to be used as a cumdumpster seems to be the fantasy I enjoy. ; )

4. What do you do mentally to prepare for a bondage photo or video shoot?

I drink a lot of Monster lol

5. What is your favorite type of bondage?

I’d say at the moment I like suspension stuff. I recently did my first suspension ever with BrendasBound, in a hogtie 8 feet in the hair, spinning around with rocks attached to my nipple clamps.

The next two questions are based on your Fetlife profile.

6. How do you define "the darker side of sexuality"?

The bondage, the more extreme BDSM, taboo, the forced penetration stuff, the being treated like a dirty whore stuff, the being used, humiliated, and degraded, that's what gets me off ; )

7. What will bring out the sadist (as opposed to the submissive) in you?

Usually drinking lol I tend to become a lot more aggressive lol.

8. Who inspires you? Why do they inspire you?

I would have to say JJ Plush is my biggest inspiration.  She is absolutely is amazing at what she does, and still is such a genuinely great person, always willing to help people out.  Not to mention she is unbelievably sexy and talented at what she does. ; )

9. Tell us a little about yourself -- your hobbies, favorite food, favorite color, favorite book and movie, what you do to relax when you're not shooting.

I would say I am a gym junkie, but I must admit, lately I've been lazy and busy, so it’s something I am going make more time for.  Other than that, I am usually at home glued to my computer lol

Favorite food at the moment would probably have to be spicy crab rolls at Mizu.

Favorite color: black

Favorite book: How to Make Love like A Pornstar by Jenna Jameson

Favorite Movie: Girl Interrupted, and anything Rob Zombie produces.

10. Tell us about your Clips4Sale Store and any future projects you have in the works.

I have Sexualcaptive.com, which is linked to my clips4sale store, and I recently started building content for my fetish clip store, Messiah for the Sexually Ill. 

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An Interview with Adara Jordin by Rob66

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An interview from spring 2015.

Photo is courtesy of Adara Jordin

Sorry, but I had to edit out the links to Adara's c4s stores in order to post the interview. 
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morpheus-cf Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Another fine interview, Rob! I wasn't familiar with Adara Jordin, but she seems interesting. :)

Of course, now I'd like an interview with JJ Plush, a model/producer whose work I am familiar with and, based on a few things I've read of hers, would make a splendid interviewee.
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iamthetable Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2015
Adara has done some amazing work for BTBB, you should certainly be sure to check it out.
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Will do!
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2015
Coming soon with luck :) JJ agreed to do one for me last week!

Glad you enjoyed this one too!
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That's great! Looking forward to it. :thumbsup:
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2015
And Stacie Snow said she'd do one for me too :)
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Excellent!
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Great interview! ;)
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2015
Thanks. Glad you liked it!  It was certainly one of the more explicit ones too! I have another great one in the works ;)
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