As Sophia was bolted to the floor with pipe anchors, she complained there was no use struggling since there was no way to get out. While she is accurate in that she can’t escape, the need to struggle can be compelled in other ways. As it happens, a half dozen blocks of ice on strings can provide significant motivation to struggle if strategically placed. As Sophia fights to avoid the ice continually pressing against her skin, a vibrator kicks her struggles into high gear as she’s overwhelmed with sensation. As she continues to be bombarded, her original statement remains true. There is no escape.
Bella was incredibly bratty today and needed something to redirect her energy to. Knowing how much she hates nipple clamps, I figured a few minutes in them would correct her attitude. Putting her in an iron pipe fiddle, her clamps are tethered to the end, making her choose between her arm pain and nipple pain. With Bella’s arms getting tired, she figured out she could raise her arms high and cheat her predicament. As I wouldn't let that fly, a 50-pound weight was tied to her fiddle, leaving her completely helpless. With no other options, seeing her attitude improve so quickly was amazing. Still, we both know she’s not going to get off that easy.
She knew exactly what she was doing. Heck, it’s in her name. Brat couldn’t help but push my buttons, knowing full well what it would mean for her. Once I had her in a fiddle and frogtied with belts, she was going to get her wish. Using a short chain, she’s hoisted onto her knees and hooked to a pipe above her. With only her knees to support her, she has to find a way to unhook herself to get any relief. She soon realizes without any slack, she’s stuck and worries she might have pushed too far. One thing was certain: it would be an experience she wouldn’t forget.
A bet was a bet, and Bella knew there was no way out of it. I had planned on taking it easy on her with a few simple ties, but she couldn’t help but complain. Since she wants something to complain about, that can be arranged. Microforam covers her mouth, which is soon followed by a muzzle gag to ensure it stays in place. Her once loosely tied wrists are pulled into a strappado with her head harness tied back as well. One final rope is tied around her neck, pulling her down further. Bella thinks nothing of it at first until her core starts to fatigue. Relaxing means putting more strain on her arms. Maybe next time, she’ll keep her protests to herself.
Maybe it was the thought of a weekend of bondage or spending the past week in a chastity belt, but Sugar seemed more adventurous than normal. We’d already planned for her to stay the weekend, but she had a condition. Once we began, she’d stay bound the entire time, day and night. I think she’s just trying to earn some time outside of the belt, maybe even an orgasm or two. I guess we’ll have to see how she does over the next couple of days.
Once she locked herself in the cage, the clock started and it will be at least 48 hours before she’s free again. Since she’ll have plenty of time to kill, I figured we’d start by putting her to work scrubbing the floors. With a few ropes, she’d frogtied with sponges on her hands. It's definitely not the most efficient way to clean, but it's certainly fun to watch.