After spending the afternoon reading a number of self-bondage stories Rachel was more than a little turned on. With her boyfriend away the idea of making a video for him started to sound more and more appealing. Not wanting the fun to end too early she figured 3 cubes would be good enough to hold her for 15 minutes. With the camera setup and toys laid out Rachel went for it. The setup was simple. With her nipple clamps tied to the melting ice she'd be unable to reach her keys without the ice melting first. Pulling the clamps off was always an option as well or at least she assumed so. It doesn't take very long for her to get bored and feel the ache in her nipples and jaw. In all her reading it never occurred to her how long ice melts at room temperature. After 90 minutes she's getting a first-hand lesson with plenty more ice to go.
After complaining all day she was bored with nothing to do her tone implied it was my problem to fix. All she needed was a task to keep her occupied. Something engaging to keep her focused for at least a couple hours. Nipple clamps seemed appropriate, hooking them on a pipe in front of her. With her hands cuffed behind her they wouldn't be aiding in her escape. There were only two ways out. Flip the chain over the pipe or pull the clamps off to reach the nearby key. Technically Naomi could wait for me to feel sorry for her and set her free. Somehow I don't see the Vegas odds being in her favor for that happening.
Raven likes to believe she can escape anything. A quarter inch of steel locked around her wrists and ankles won't be breaking apart anytime soon. She smiles at first as she tests the strength of the bar. Realizing there's no easy escape the smile fades only to be replaced with a ballgag. Beads of sweat form on her brow threatening to add to the pool of drool under her gag. She realizes all too late that her arrogance that everything is escapable has bit her in the ass this time. In desperation, Raven keeps glancing my way looking for sympathy but knows she's in it until the end.
Naomi breaks in the New Year with a challenging predicament. Bent over a pole her neck is tied to keep her from sitting up. To keep her from resting a charged copper pipe sits just below her exposed breasts. Straining her back Naomi tries her best to keep still but it's a losing battle. Gravity eventually wins and she's reminded again that touching the pipe is inadvisable. The stress of the position is obvious within the first minute as he legs exhaustion. It will be fun to see how long she lasts.
After playing around with bondage toys instead of cleaning the house I decided to give her a little incentive. Cuffed hand and foot she's put into the cage without a special floor. Without only skimpy clothes on she's forced onto her toes to avoid the spikes. Her real punishment begins when the copper rails are powered on making the floor even more treacherous. Awkwardly she finds purchase between the spikes and copper rails but it doesn't last long. Raven's legs begin to shake within seconds and she's forced to try again. After the first ten minutes she wants nothing more than to collapse and take a break but knows the consequences will be dire.
