It was time for Maggie to reflect on some poor choices she made. By the smile on her face, it was quite obvious her transgressions were no accident. With handcuffs and gear in one hand and Maggie's arm in the other, she was led to the basement. The gag went in first as usual as well as her handcuffs. Leg cuffs were used to put each leg into a frogtie, far stricter than she planned on. With the collar wrapped around her neck, she seemed somewhat relieved that was it. Maggie should have known better. With a short chain, her cuffed wrists are pulled high on her back and locked to her collar. Thumbcuffs were added because, why not? Starting the clock on her punishment I could see she already wanted it over. While flexible she could only hold her arms in that position for so long. After that they become dead weight, pulling on her collar. No doubt it was uncomfortable but it's what she wanted after all.
Hana starts out with a basic elbow tie before her they are secured to the pole behind her. As more and more bondage is added she can only wonder what will come next. The question doesn't linger long before her legs are pulled apart with rope revealing how dire her situation is. Between the awkward position and how slippery pantyhose on wood floors can be, the true nature of her bondage is revealed. Hana has no choice but to try to pull herself up or hold her weight up with her elbows. Neither is remotely comfortable but she's not exactly in a position to do anything about it. Her situation is not all bad. When the magic wand is brought out all of a sudden she doesn't want to stop.
Wearing any type of hood can be unnerving to the inexperienced. The loss of sight alone can leave a person on edge. When taken to their extremes it takes nerves of steel to keep herself under control. Michal starts with a cloth gag sealed in place with a few rolls of vetwrap. Already her sight and ability to talk are nullified. Black vinyl tape is next removing all doubt that she's stuck. Even when given the chance to escape it could take hours without scissors kept well out of reach. The fantasy of escape is ripped away as her hand and feet are handcuffed to the chair. A mix of emotions flood through her as her body is completely exposed while her head is cocooned. Given her situation, it wouldn't surprise me if she'd be willing to do anything in exchange to be cut free from her hood. A prospect certainly worth exploring.
It seems so simple to Maggie at first. With only her legs tied apart and her arms crossed, it should only take a bit of struggling to get free, right? As she soon finds out, however, the devil is in the details. Her legs start to feel the burn first. With her legs pulled apart, she finds it easier to stay on her toes, but it doesn't take long for her calves to burn. The ropes crossing her arms hold her easily as the tries her best to struggle free. Helpless in her pantyhose and pink leotard, deep down she knows she's stuck, but it's not going to get any easier on her if she gives up.
Getting herself into the bondage was easy. A few belts on her legs, handcuffs locked behind, and a sightless hood, the latter seemingly throwing a wrench into her escape plans. After accepting the challenge, she planned on using the hardwood floors to her advantage. The problem with hoods and a little struggling is that it is easy to get yourself turned around. Suddenly, what seemed like a small area for Krystal to find her key became an empty desert. Quelling her panic and ignoring the building heat in her hood, she pawed at her restraints, hoping she had made a mistake. It was no use, as she had done her job all too well. There's only one way out, and Krystal will have to finish what she started. The hard way.
