Who needs fancy bondage hardware when there are tools all around you? When Mesa's wrists were tied together, she certainly wasn't expecting them to be tied to the front door knob. Bewildered about how easily the doorknob held her, she was really surprised when a crotchrope was applied and tied to the banister in front of her. Now forced onto her toes, more rope is applied to her legs, adding to her predicament. Her pleading look told me this wasnaEUR(TM)t what she expected when she asked for some quiet time.
With every limb attached to or bolted down by steel, Star struggled minutely in her bonds but held no illusions of escape. Her captivity was out of her hands and she would have to accept whatever torment was given. During her struggles the magic wand pressed firmly against her pussy by the rig was certainly not lost on her. The thought of an orgasm or five appealed to her uncomfortable body stuck in this position for nearly an hour. A moan of approval and pleasure escaped her gagged lips and it seemed her wish would come true. As her orgasm builds, however, the wand is quickly shut off forcing a growl of frustration from Star. She knew better. She wasn't there for her pleasure, but only for her captor to tease and torment.
It's amazing how a simple pole changes the dynamic of a girl's performance. The sight of Amanda bound and gagged is hot on its own, but forced to struggle against a steel pole is the icing on the cake. Belts encircle her legs, arms, elbows, and neck, ensuring there's no escape. It doesn't take long for her legs to tire in her high heels and playful struggle turns to desperation to get free. Despite Amanda's best efforts, her pole dance continues as she continues to search for a comfortable position.
Amelia had a lot of trepidation coming through the door. Everything in the room was new to her, with restraints and gear completely foreign to her. It would be a day of firsts, starting with a tightly laced corset. Coils of rope encircled her wrists securing them together behind her back. Several more wrap around her chest, arms, elbows, and shoulders keeping them in a tight box. Her legs soon followed and left in a frogtie. Completing her trek of firsts, a proper ballgag slides into her mouth while I tighten the numerous straps. I can't tell if she loves it or hates it; I just know she'll be there a while to decide on her own.
Nothing like a little tight bondage to make a good first impression. At least that was Bailey's welcome after coming through the door. A few belts later and she is helpless on the floor with her breasts and feet conveniently exposed. Struggling and finding no way out nipple clamps are added and pinned to the floor while belts pull her into an arch. The nipple chains are as tight as a bow as I start to tickle her feet. No matter how much she thrashes the belts hold her easily, making sure to pull them a few notches tighter whenever possible.
