I love smashing preconceived notions to bits. When Rayna walked through my door she had never been tied up and a bit nervous of the prospect. I started her with almost everyones favorite, a big red ball gag. Matched with red vetwrap on her hands I tested to waters to see how she'd like it. While she fruitlessly tried to get the gag off with her balled up fists, I tied her legs and prepped her for a classic hogtie. Despite her utter helplessness, Rayna doesn't give up and struggles relentlessly against the ropes. If I didn't know better, I think I've converted another.
Three positions. 1,000 combinations. That's all that stands in the way of freedom for Ludella. As she fiddled with the lock I propose a simple bet. For every three minutes she fails to get free, I add to her bondage. Before she knows it I'm strapping a ping ballgag in her mouth followed by a blindfold three minutes late. With her blind and gagged, I watch the clock and decide what I'm going to do next. Maybe tape her hands? Tickle her? The possibilities are endless.
The bet was simple, just escape from a bondage of my choosing. I'd even let her tie herself up to make sure I played no tricks. Viorica takes her time with her crotch rope, making sure the knots are in front. She strapes her pink ball gag in before taking on her big challenge; the zipper. I think she's surprised how easy the clothespins go on and wastes none of them making two rows right up to her nipples. Her self-bondage is complete when she locks her Darby cuffs to her crotch rope and tosses the keys out of reach. Pull the zipper off to win the bet or *gulp* chicken out? Viorica knows she's got to make a decision fast. Those clothespins aren't getting any looser!
Girls are like kids in a candy store the first time they come over. All they see are shoes and outfits, never the bondage gear that surrounds them. I offered Kizzy the chance to try on anything and I would match it with bondage gear. One purple catsuit and a pair white ballet heels later and it was my turn. I bound her legs with rope for the shoes and added a big purple ball gag for the catsuit. Kizzy was confident she was going to get off easy until I zipped up her armbinder. She mumbled something about it not being fair through her gag. I guess I didn't mention the catsuit and armbinder come as a set. Must have slipped my mind.
Everyone has to start somewhere and lucky for me I got to be the first to tie up Ariel. Poor girl had never even had a pair of handcuffs put on her wrists! With her only wearing pantyhose and panties I use a single red rope to hogtie her on the bed. I let her struggle for a bit and put on a nice show until it was time for the ballgag. The helplessness of her situation was really sinking in now but deep down I don't think it mattered. She was having too much damn fun.
