With her nipples still sore from her last predicament, Sage's reprieve wasn't long. Cuffed and shackled, she was led to the basement where she was chained face down in a spread-eagle position. As drool poured from her gag, her thick collar was attached to an automated winch. To her right, a countdown clock started, and Sage knew nothing good would come when it hit zero. She tried to struggle, but the chains holding her were locked in place. Even her ball gag was frustratingly just out of her reach.
As the countdown beeped and hit zero, the winch activated, pulling her collar upwards and forcing her to all fours. The countdown instantly reset, and she was forced to watch it slowly count down before finally giving her some relief. As the countdown continued to cycle between raising and lowering her collar, exhaustion slowly started to creep in. Just then, a hood was pulled over her head and strapped in place. With everything working properly, we'll see how she fares over the next hour.
Instead of getting a good night's rest, Piper couldn't help but snoop around. Discovering a restraint bed in the basement, she couldn't help but try it out, never once questioning why all the straps and gag were conveniently set up for her. Knowing she was all alone for the night, she proceeded to strap her body down to the table and secure the large ball gag. After strapping in her left wrist, she found the right belt was already loosely buckled in place, allowing her to slide her wrist in. Closing her eyes, Piper let her fantasies run wild, imagining she was captured and left alone in a dark basement.
As she pulled on her wrist belts, she eventually yanked hard enough to trigger the activation switch. A motor instantly activated, and her right wrist was pulled tight. Unknown to Piper, as no program was set, it would hold her indefinitely, with the wand turning on for ten minute intervals randomly the entire duration. She tried to call for help, but gagged pleas didn't travel far. The first of many random wand intervals kicked in, blurring her panic. Piper tried to focus on her pleasure, hoping it would release her, but she already knew she was in for a long night.
It had been years since Faith had been tied up, and her excitement was clear when she showed up hours early. Using a spare key, she let herself in and couldn't wait to start, except nobody would be around to help for several hours. Seizing the opportunity, she decided to put herself in a little bondage. Something simple that, hopefully, wouldn't get her into trouble. Faith started with a ball gag before moving into the cage with a set of handcuffs and leg cuffs. On a whim, she put the keys to the cuffs outside the cage so she would have to work for her release.
Before getting back in, she tried to find out how to lock the cage, mostly to ensure she didn't become trapped. Since the lock didn't seem to work, she climbed in and set to cuffing her legs and wrists together. Faith couldn't help but smile behind her gag as she playfully pulled at her self-imposed restraints. BANG! Startled by the sound, she snapped out of her revery, trying to figure out what it was. Only when her foot pressed on the door did she realize what happened. A few kicks and a shake of the bars confirmed her worst fear. Unknown to her, she had activated the magnetic lock once she went inside, but the door was just out of reach to make contact. A shift in her bondage was all that was needed to make it slam home. As fantasy turned to hard reality, Faith tried everything to break free but nothing budged. Defeated, she laid down and accepted her sentence.
For months, SleepyCat was looking forward to her visit. The idea of wearing something beyond fuzzy handcuffs was truly exciting. As she toured the space, it became obvious what her real agenda was. She didn't want to just be tied up, but also have a vibrator tied tightly between her legs. So when I suggested she try on the fiddle, Cat didn't hesitate.
Once locked in, she was offered the key and a reward if she could get free. Assuming it would be easy and she'd be on her way to an orgasm in no time, she eagerly accepted. Unfortunately for her, with the lock under the device, only then did she realize there was no way to reach it. Grunts of agitation filled the room as a ball gag was strapped into her mouth. When asked if she knew what the first lesson was yet, but was only met with a glare. I'm sure she'll figure it out over the next few days.
It was obvious something was on Sage's mind as she nervously paced around. Finally working up the courage, she asked if she could spend the next 24 hours in bondage, something that would really push her limits. Lucky for Sage, I had just the predicament to kick off her adventure.
The weight of the iron holding her wrists and neck secure was immediately noticeable as she struggled to hold up her arms. Spotting the nipple clamps in my hand, Sage let out a groan, knowing there was no escape. What she didn't expect was for them to be connected to the end of her pipe restraints. In an instant her nipples were on fire as she accidentally pulled on them. Quickly correcting her mistake, Sage forced her arms high, only to have them instantly fatigue. With only minutes into her predicament, she couldn't help but think she might not last the next 15 minutes, let alone 24 hours.
