It always put a smile on my face when a girl is excited to try something new. Tracey had been tied, bound, gagged and restrained more than one can count but somehow never encountered the Magic Wand. This was an injustice that I simply could not let pass. Ballgagged and bound in a web of ropes I let her struggle for a bit. Satisfied she wasn't getting free I hung the Hitachi in place and turned it on low. Her eyes widened with surprise as the Magic Wand performed its, well, magic. As her first orgasm built I tightened up the ropes and sat back to watch the ride.
I had frogtied Dixie to the bed and secured her wrists with cuffs and heavy rubber bands. I let her stew for a while; struggling HARD in her bonds. When I tied a magic wand in place it was too easy for her to control the intensity of the vibe. I wanted her helpless, fighting against the rubber bands to shut it off. Thinking quickly, I removed the rope and added rubber bands to the magic wand. Every struggle now just pressed it harder against her pussy and right on target. After her first orgasm, Dixie tried everything she could to stop the next one... not a chance.
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.
There's suffering for your art and then you have beautiful Star who truly gives 110%. With electrical tape in hand I secured her legs in a tight frogtie. Next came her arms and elbows, coiled in layer after layer of 2" tape. Almost immediately the tape pulls even tighter pulling her elbows even tighter together. Undeterred, Star struggles against her binds only to have them seemingly pull harder. For um.. safety reasons, yeah... I connect her wrists to an eyebolt leaving her literally drooling in a strappado.
