Unable to decide whose turn it was to get tied up, Bella suggests a game to settle it. The rules are simple: both girls hogtie themselves and toss a key for each of them to opposite sides of the room. Once the handcuffs click into place, there's no escape for either of them until one of them can get to a key. It's a tug of war from the start, and they both know that whoever wins won't be letting the other free anytime soon.
As Bella and Piper pull, twist, and fight across the floor, exhaustion quickly sets in. Even their catsuits work against them, offering no leverage on the slick wood floor. If they're not careful, their competitive nature might land them in the worst situation of all. Stalemate.
belts, ice, lingerie, restraint-bed, stockings, strict, tickling, water
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Ariel had only seen the lighter, more glamorous side of my bondage work. So when she reached out for her first visit, she had a very different experience in mind. What she got instead was strapped tightly to the restraint bed, unable to move an inch. Unexpected, sure, but a pleasant surprise in her mind. Maybe this wouldn't be boring after all.
Just as she began to settle into her restraints, the real torment started. An onslaught of tickling, ice, and water hit her all at once, forcing every muscle in her body to tense. There was nowhere to go, nothing to do but endure and try to catch her breath. Even in the brief moments of reprieve, a block of ice stayed pressed against her pussy while another slowly dripped onto her face from above. Mascara running, body cold and soaked, a dreadful thought crept in. If this was only the first fifteen minutes, what would the next two days bring?
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.
To no one's surprise, Brat managed to earn herself another punishment. Instead of keeping her promise, she spent the morning in bed glued to her phone. Since she clearly needed help focusing, a half hour chained to a pole seemed like the right solution. No screens, no distractions. Just her collar locked in place, keeping her in a squat with no way to stand, kneel, or sit.
It doesn't take long before her legs start to burn. She squirms and shifts, but each adjustment buys her less relief than the last. As fatigue sets in, the collar tightens with every inch she drops, keeping her fully present. Brat wanted to avoid her responsibilities, now she wishes she could do nothing else.
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.
