Kizzy's got plenty of spit and fire to go with her bright red hair and I knew she wouldn't give up without a good fight. Ankles, legs, wrists, arms and elbows. I made sure they were all nice and tight with knots well out of reach. Helpless as she was, it wasn't enough it seemed. Adding a ballgag and a good long tickle put things into perspective though. I have to hand it to her though... given a few hours, she might have a chance. Maybe we should test that theory. You know, for science.
As Billie's roommate, Cali was all too aware of the fun she had in her bedroom. Having never been tied up herself, she decides to take the bull by the horns and give it a go. What she didn't plan for was Billie coming home early from work and finding her bound in her restraints and lingerie! Billie doesn't skip a beat and immediately uses Cali's stunned shock to restrain her tighter ensuring only her key will set her free. With Billie wielding a crop in one hand and a paddle in the other, Cali can't help but wonder what's she's gotten herself into.
I've had a brand new posture collar (courtesy of a generous member) waiting for the first sexy girl to come through the door. Lucky for me that girl was Cali and she couldn't wait to try it on. With it tight around her neck I set to work on her ropes, cinching coil after coil down her body. She squirmed for a bit testing for weaknesses but found none. A purple ballgag is added to complete her bondage and is tethered to the bed with a heavy chain to her collar. Cali knows by now there's no escape, but I don't think she wants to.
I had a plan for Sarah, she just didn't know it yet. The ropes were easy enough to get on her, cinched tight around her elbows and wrists. Her ballet boots made sure she wouldn't be scurrying off anywhere. Bit by bit Sarah's situation continued to get worse from her padlocked ballgag to her spreader bar. When I eventually tied her wrists to a suspension ring above her there was no getting out of this one. Not to mention her choice in footwear would soon prove to be unfortunate. Slowly I pull away Sarah's chair leaving her in the perfect predicament. Strappado or Ballet Boots.
I love a girl who can jump feet first into any situation, especially if it's my restraints. As I cuffed her wrists and ankles Crash still couldn't help but boast how she can eventually get out of any bind. After ratcheting her elbow cuffs I let her struggle while I prepare for her real binds. When I return, a black ball gag fills her mouth and is chained to her elbow cuffs which I padlocked even closer together. A few more chains and padlocks and she can barely move an inch. As I toss the keys beside her she tries hard to reach them but to no avail. I'm sure Crash will figure it out. By her account, she always does!
