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!
Rachel knew she couldn't trust herself with the keys to her new belt. After I put a fresh lock on it, she spent the next few days testing it out. To her dismay, it was far more effective than she expected, and she was already hinting at needing the keys. She even suggested that I tie her up, likely hoping for some sympathy for her situation. That certainly was not an offer I was going to pass up, even if I knew she wasn't getting the keys back yet.
After Rachel stripped down to just her belt, she was strung up into a standing spread-eagle position. This was just an appetizer before the real fun began, however. The intensity increased when clover clamps were added and tied off to a weighted rope. Just two and a half pounds was all it took to bring her right to her toes. Each time she managed to gain some slack, it was taken away until she could barely move. In this vulnerable state, she helplessly watched as I tossed the only keys into the front yard, which was covered in two feet of snow. It would be months before she would be able to find them.
Only two days after giving me the keys to her belt, Unique was at my door asking for them back. She had been adamant that she didn't want the keys until New Year's at the earliest. She said the denial was just too much for her and had assumed she would be able to find a way to orgasm if needed. While empathetic to her plight, I wouldn't be much of a keyholder if I just gave her the keys back. Instead, I offered Unique a challenge. If she could escape a bit of bondage where she had access to the keys, including those to her belt, she could free herself. Failure to escape might have its own consequences, but there was no need to worry about that. If she was as desperate as she let on, she would easily escape.
Having been locked in a chastity belt for almost a week before, Kaecie vowed that she'd never do that again. Unfortunately for Kaecie, she doesn't come to visit to do what she wants. Quite the opposite. That doesn't mean she won't put up a fight when she sees it. A fact taken into account as she's secured with bondage mittens, rigid handcuffs, and hung from a ceiling hook. Each leg is then looped with rope and secured to actuators.
When the belt is revealed, Kaecie immediately starts to twist and pull away. With the flick of a switch, the actuators activate and slowly start to retract. As they start to pull, she sees what is about to happen and fights to stop it. With hundreds of pounds of pulling force, she only manages to dig the ropes in tighter before her legs are pulled apart. Now lower to the ground, her arms now pulled tight as well. Rigid as a bow string, Kaecie offers no resistance to the inevitable. Maybe I'll have her go for two weeks this time.
When the chastity belt was locked on her, Kaecie assumed it was a token punishment that would be removed before bed. But as the days dragged on, she knew she needed to atone, though that didn't stop her from pushing his patience even more. So when he told her to make a video and said the difficulty of her bondage would determine how soon the chastity belt came off, Kaecie knew it had to be brutal.
Using a Magbound electromagnet, she attached her posture collar to a pole, forcing her weight onto her knees. Usually, she could only last 10 minutes in this position. This time, she set the timer for 30 and locked herself into a kneeling hogtie. Her knees started to ache within minutes, and Kaecie silently begged that this would be enough to please him. There's no way she could last another week in that belt.
