When I discovered that Leila was a yoga pro, I knew I had to put her to the test. With several coils of rope I went to work securing one arm and then another into a tight reverse prayer. Gagged and corseted she is the epitome of tightness as she writhes in the ropes. With no escape in sight, I tie her down further and bring her to the edge of climax with the Hitachi in no time. Her whole body shakes with anticipation from the tight ropes and vibe. Leila certainly passed my test with flying colors; it's time for her reward.
Determination is an attribute always worthy of admiration and Star has plenty of it. She takes her time at first, testing the chains and links for avenues of escape. I of course don't make things easy for her as I discover how tickling she really is. The chains hold fast as I start with her feet and completely unable to wiggle away. Ever more determined to avoid the next wave of tickling she continues her escape attempt. Unfortunately for Star, determination is usually no match for hard steel.
Strip by strip, layer by layer the duct tape criss-crossed across her arms and wrists. Once JEM is gagged she struggles and grunts against the tape but held fast to the wall. I add even more tape to her dismay as she continues to tug and pull. Will she have the strength to pull free or will she run out of steam?
Everyone has their weakness and for Stormy, well, she's extremely ticklish. Frogtied with one arm tied to her leg, I tied her other arm to a ceiling anchor. Drooling from her ballgag she gave me a quizzical look but set her sights on getting free. I let her pull helplessly at the ropes while she wondered what I had in store for her. When I sat down next to her she then realized her predicament. With her arm anchored up high not only was she stuck, but her whole left side was wide open for my devilish fingers. The more I ticked the more she drooled over her spectacular tits, I just couldn't stop myself!
Handcuffs and some chain got the job started easy enough. JEM struggled but there is no reprieve for our damsel in the cards. I felt she needed more so with a quick ball gag application to silence more protests I went to work on her hogtie. Elbows first; nice and tight followed by JEM's wrists. It's only then is her handcuffs released. Her knees are next before releasing the chains. In seconds she's on her stomach left in a tight hogtie. What can be hotter than her tight body writhing in ropes and pink catsuit?
