There’s no such thing as too tight, according to Gomita. It’s a theory worthy of testing, that’s for sure. The fun begins with a microfoam gag layered with a panel gag on top. Her collar is chained to four corners of the cage, and her arms and legs are well secured with a plethora of belts. The final touch is a turnbuckle connecting her head harness to a ceiling hook. As it’s tightened, Gomita has to fight the heavy chains to relieve tension on her head harness. An easy task at the start, but as the minutes tick by, fatigue catches up with her, making her regret her overconfidence.
Now that Sugar has finished washing the floor, her long weekend continues. She’s untied and put into cuffs and a steel collar for her next ordeal. Tethered to the floor, she’s told to unwrap the vetwrap for her mummificaiton. Not knowing what to expect, Sugar is nervous but knows the terms of our arrangement. Once she’s wrapped, I pull out a couple of surprises for her. Already anxious about how tight the wrap is, her collar is locked to the floor with a short chain. All hope of escape is now erased. Her final surprised a nipple clamp tree. Clover clamps pinch her nipples as a dial pulls them tighter and tighter. In her helpless state, no amount of struggle will knock them free.
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.
ballgag, cold, elbowcinch, ironpipe, lingerie, rope, strict, water
#2064 2024-01-12 35 photos, 13 min video
If it isn’t tight, it isn’t bondage. At least, that’s Camila’s motto. To make sure she’s happy, her elbows and legs are cinched with a gag strapped tight in her mouth. While secure, she can still put up quite a struggle. To fix this, pipes are screwed into the floor, contorting her body into a strappado. Completely helpless, Camila tries to struggle but can barely move. To ensure she’s trying her best, ice-cold water is poured onto her, eliciting plenty of protests but no escape. Satisfied her bondage is tight enough, I leave her to enjoy herself while I get more ice water.
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.
