I doubt there is a person out there that doesn't submit to urges from time to time. From the moment I woke up that day mummification was on my mind. Lucky for me I knew I'd be meeting Dixie later and always down for tight, inescapable bondage. As a closet hater of all things pink, I could think of anything more fitting than roll after roll of pink vetwrap. Arms, legs, body and even mouth. By the time I finished I knew she wasn't going far without help. As Dixie soon discovered though, I would be adding far more wrap long before any help would come along!
I thought I had done a good job and Ludella looked every so lovely struggling in a rainbow of vetwrap. She's a bit too crafty and soon was wiggling out of everything. This simply will not do. With a fresh roll I decided to keep it simple and tightly wrapped her wrists and ankles together. With her cinched corset and tight ballgag now things were as they should be. A room filled with Ludella's grunts and moans while she struggles. Escape is not so easy this time around; a fact a remind her of when I start tickling her feet!
Capturing my vixen was the easy part but Sarah still had plenty of fire within her. Little did she know that every tie came with a specific purpose. Her crotch rope tethered to pull tighter as she struggled. Her hands, wrapped tightly to her pigtails, would eventually tire and pull on her hair. Her elbow cinch and corset severely limits mobility. Finally, as a final sinister torment, I loosely tie her off to a table leg pulling her off center. My plan is now all too clear. Sarah tries her best to free herself but her muscles eventually fatigue and is on her back; her fire, extinguished.
Viorica loves to escape so every once in awhile I have to go over the top. A few spare 2x4's, pipe strapping, and 3.5" (9cm) deck bolts was all it took. Initially she thought she could slip out until the first bolts went in. Soon both wrists, legs and even her waist were bolted in place. Right away I can't help myself and tickle her exposed sides. Viorica thrashes against the straps without so much as a creak. Some vetwrap makes a nice blindfold and the crop comes out next. Watching her squirm with anticipation and nervous giggles makes this update priceless.
A simple beer run, that's all it was suppose to be. I left Makenzie by herself to try things out hoping she'd get trapped in some handcuffs. When I came back, she had put on a catsuit, a gasmask on and securely locked on cuffs. The best part was all the keys were in my pocket... she wasn't going anywhere. A strap here, some vetwrap there and a tight ballgag and the fun was just beginning. The beer can wait... how about some vibrator fun instead Makenzie?
