After watching Kaecie tie up and torment Camila all day, it was time to balance the scales. Just as Kaecie finished zip-tying Camila to the restraint bed, she found her own elbows suddenly cinched behind her back. Positioned directly over Camila, a crotch rope and strappado were added, bringing the two face-to-face. Kaecie was already uncomfortable, compelled to stay on her toes to keep the agonizing pressure off her crotch. Below her, Camila could only moan behind her tape gag, relishing her tormentor's sudden misfortune.
The real fun began when the sound-activated TENS unit was turned on. Every muffled moan from Camila now translated into an intense shock on Kaecie's ass. As a bonus, if Camila could get Kaecie to squirm enough from the pain, it would trigger a motion-activated wand between her own legs. The vibration only lasted for fifteen seconds at a time, so Camila had to keep Kaecie thrashing if she wanted to climax. Then again, she might just take her time, choosing to enjoy the view of Kaecie's suffering instead.
As the day started to wind down, Sage was hoping to be chained to a comfy bed to get some rest. Lucky for her, the night was still young and there were plenty of hours of torment to go. With her nipples still throbbing from her earlier predicament, she was strapped into the restraint bed with string tied to her nipples and secured to her fingers. The moment she lost focus or relaxed her grip, a jolt of pain from her nipples being pulled quickly forced her arms right back up.
Just outside her vision, a vibrator kicked on and off randomly, keeping her mind numbingly frustrated. Sage tried her best to struggle, using her tied nipples to drag herself a bit closer to orgasm. I was already one step ahead of her with a block of ice. Suspended from the ceiling and left to swing above her, the ice-cold water dripped over her naked body, helping to extinguish any embers of a potential orgasm.
As Sugar was hunting for something kinky to get tied up in, she got sidetracked by a pair of ballet boots that fit her perfectly. Clad in only her panties, she laced them up and admired the look, but a realization quickly set in: she couldn't stand, let alone pick out the rest of her outfit. Watching her struggle to find her balance in the towering boots, I knew this was an opportunity far too delicious to pass up. Besides, the combination of skimpy panties and ballet boots wasn't going to get any complaints from me.
Before she could grasp my intentions, I grabbed my gear. Within moments, she was locked into wooden stocks with a bit gag already causing her to drool. Trapped in the boots and unable to reach the laces now, her mobility vanished. There wouldn't be any glamour bondage today; it would be a lesson in endurance. To toughen up her toes, I rigged the stocks to the ceiling and made the chains tight, ensuring Sugar's is kept on her toes. She was left with a brutal choice: find the strength to stay upright in the boots, or let the timber of the stocks be the only thing keeping her from collapsing.
Over a year ago, Brat had locked herself up with a MagBound magnet against a wall. After setting her release timer incorrectly, she was stuck for hours until the battery finally ran out. Since then, she'd become convinced she knew how to escape one if given the chance. Sensing a challenge, I set a pair up against the wall with a few extra elements in case she had plans to cheat. Brats will be brats, after all.
First, the attachment plate was mounted to heavy-duty leather cuffs instead of typical handcuffs. Next, a couple of iron bars and chains were added to limit her throwing her weight around. Most importantly, I didn't want her giving up too soon, so for motivation, a TENS unit was added as well. Once the timer started, the power would activate and shock her every 30-45 seconds. In addition, the power level would increase by 10% after each shock, ensuring she gave 100% the entire time. Something tells me it won't be enough though.
Kaecie was due for another predicament, and I had a perfect one in mind. Everything started with a heavy muzzle gag with a ball gag underneath. Next, her latex-covered arms were cinched tight with rope behind her back, drawing her elbows close enough to touch. While one rope tied her wrists off to one side of the room and pulled her into a strappado, another wrapped around her waist into a crotch rope. The end of this was secured to an opposite wall. Before everything was pulled tight, one last rope attached her harness to the ceiling, leaving her teetering in her heels.
Drool now poured from Kaecie's gagged mouth onto the floor; she knew what was going to happen next. One by one, the ropes were cinched tighter, one pulling her arms back, the other pulling her crotch rope forward. Within moments, she was panting and struggling to find a position remotely comfortable. The only thing holding her up was the harness tethered above. What she didn't know was that there was still a surprise in store for her in the form of a 15-pound weight. Once attached to the middle of her long crotch rope to the wall, it will definitely amp up Kaecie's little predicament.
