With a gauntlet of activities planned for Camila, there was one that I knew she was dreading. With her helplessly locked in stocks with security mittens and ankles chained apart, the TENS box is revealed. Reflexily she jerks at the restraints, but she knows those chains will hold. Since always has a tendency to be a brat and run her mouth, it's set to activate with sound and placed next to her mouth. Camila starts to protest but instantly cuts herself short as she winces in pain.
It doesn't take long for her to realize that even struggling causes the chains to trigger painful shocks. Something that Camila finds nearly impossible to do as a flogger is used. Worse, anytime she feels she's getting used to it, the power level is turned up a bit more. By the time it reaches 40%, a magic wand suddenly sets her world spinning. With so many sensations, and her first orgasm hits within a minute. Camila wants to scream with pleasure as she fights to get away, overwhelmed by it all. With no escape, she submits to the pleasure and pain.
During her visit, Lucy couldn't help but make a few subtle comments about the collection of hoods and impact toys scattered around the studio. She tried to play it off casually, but her curiosity was clear. So once she was strapped into a straitjacket and had no way out, I decided to give her exactly what she was hinting at. Frogtied and secured to a padded horse, a tight hood keeps her guessing what will come next. With each new toy that landed on her exposed thighs, the skin grew redder and more sensitive. Her muffled moans match each impact through the hood and gag as she squirmed against the straps. Helpless to stop what she had so clearly asked for.
I knew exactly what Kaecie was thinking as I tied her to the good girl chair. She was already preparing herself, doing everything she could to resist an orgasm. Just to spite me. But life is full of learning experiences, and this time, I came prepared. With the wand already running on high, I gave her a few moments to steel her body and mind. Once she was locked in, I explained the rules of today's game: she doesn't get free until she orgasms.
Even behind the pump gag, I could see the realization hit. We both knew the catch. Once Kaecie commits to denial, turning that train around is nearly impossible. She should have known that I wouldn't let her get away with being a brat forever. Then again, maybe this was her master plan all along.
As the afternoon settles in on Sugar's second day in total bondage, she's granted a small mercy. Freed from her chastity belt, she's tied to a pole with a rope around her neck and a wand suspended between her legs. In this setup, positioning is everything, and getting the orgasm she's been craving won't come easy. With limited use of her hands, maintaining pressure on the wand becomes her first challenge.
At first glance, the leotard and pantyhose seem harmless, but they slide far too easily against the smooth wood floor. Each effort to grind against the wand only pulls her lower, tightening the neck rope as she slips down the pole. Within minutes, she's struggling just to stay upright, torn between breathing and chasing release. One way or another, she has to finish. If she doesn't, it's back in the belt for another long, frustrating week.
In town for a few days, SleepyCat was hoping to have some fun and try something new. Wanting to start with the basics, we kept it simple with rope, tying her arms securely behind her back. Her legs were spread and tied apart, with a rope from her hair to the ceiling to make sure she could not squirm away. Once the blindfold was added, it was clear she felt completely helpless and a little nervous.
Lucky for her, a little time with a magic wand was the perfect way to take the edge off. Within moments, she was grinding against the wand, all anxiousness forgotten. The ropes no longer mattered. The only thing she could focus on was the orgasm building inside her.
