When Sage started reading the email on her phone, she was already worked up and on her way to her bedroom to take care of it. Reaching the end, she stopped dead in her tracks. A fan had challenged her to lock her chastity belt on and address the keys to them. She would then tie herself up and have to free herself before the delivery service picked up the package. Sage had never worn her belt for more than an hour or two, and the thought of risking getting stuck with a stranger holding the keys had already soaked her panties. She knew if she allowed herself to orgasm now, she wouldn't do it; it had to be now. So before she changed her mind, she locked the belt around her waist and grabbed her bondage gear.
She decided to let her fans determine how long she stayed locked up. The most their donations had ever added was 30 minutes, which left her with plenty of time to rescue her keys. As the maglock clicked into place, all she could think about was how massive her first orgasm would be once she was free. As she squirmed, the chain connecting her nipple clamps caught on her belt, teasing her further. Donations were pouring in, and lost in the sensation, Sage finally noticed they had added almost an hour. Word had spread about what would happen if she didn't get free in time. As the ding of another donation announced itself, what frustrated Sage the most wasn't the idea of actually losing her keys. It was how much the thought of it only seemed to turn her on more.
Kat had been hinting all day about how fun it would be to be tied up with a magic wand. Since she was obviously in the mood, it was the perfect opportunity for a little science. Once tied to the couch and gagged, the rules of the experiment were explained. A timer would be set for short blocks of time, starting with the vibrator on low. If she managed to make it through without an orgasm, the wand would switch to high with longer time blocks. If Kat could make it all the way to the end, she would earn a special surprise. Unfortunately for Kat, I know a lot about her kinks, and denying herself was going to be nearly impossible. If she gave in, well, she would be in for a very different kind of surprise.
As it was Delphine's first time visiting, I asked what was on her wishlist of kinky activities. When she said that a proper mummification was at the top of the list, I knew exactly what she needed. Minutes later, she was smiling naked while rolls of microfoam were wrapped around her body. Each layer tightly covered the next to ensure no amount of struggling would produce any weak spots. That would not be good enough for Delphine, though; she was not completely helpless if she could still squirm. To remedy this, nylon straps secured her to the floor, rendering her completely immobile.
Delphine could only watch as weighted nipple clamps were added, as well as a vibrator. Even the luxury of sight was soon stripped away as more microfoam was added to her head. Gagged and unable to see, she felt the vibrator switch to high. Despite the deprivation, her body was overloaded with sensations. Pain became pleasure as she reached her first climax, only for the intensity in her nipples to rise again. The cycle continued as she loved every rapturous minute, exploding with another orgasm.
To say that Camila likes to be difficult is an understatement. I prefer to see it as her way of telling me to tie her tighter. So, with some two-inch straps and screws, I gave her exactly what she wanted. As a bonus to keep her on her toes, literally, iron pipes were strategically added, bringing her knees apart. Once she was completely helpless, it turned out that her inner thighs were quite ticklish. Despite her thrashing around, her restraints held easily.
The real fun began once the magic wand was brought out. The tight bondage, gag, and vulnerable position helped bring her to her first climax within a minute. In a state of sensory overload, Camila tried to get away from the wand, but it was no use. A second wave followed soon after as she started to plead for some relief. Instead of stopping, the device was taped to her leg, holding it firm against her pussy. As it continued to buzz on high, I lost count of how many she had.
It had been a long night for her. What was supposed to be an evening full of endless orgasms while tightly bound left Sugar hornier than ever. By the time she finally fell asleep, it was nearly morning. Her girlfriend left soon after for work, but not before carefully locking a chastity belt on her. Sugar was so exhausted that she barely noticed. When she did wake and discovered the belt, she knew she would be livid if she had to stay frustrated all day until her partner returned.
Lucky for Sugar, it didn't take her long to find where the keys were hidden. With the belt removed, her brain had one objective: to have the climax she was owed. With no other plans, locking herself to her favorite chair seemed like a nice way to spend the morning. Unfortunately, in her haste, Sugar missed one crucial detail. She never put the keys to her wrist locks within reach. A detail she finally discovers soon after her first orgasm. Panicked, she struggles to get free but knows it's hopeless. The wand is relentless, and unable to avoid it, her next orgasm is moments away. The irony of her situation hit her suddenly. She was getting exactly what she wished for and punished for not staying in her belt. After a few hours like this, she won't care if she's left in the belt for a month!
