We'd originally agreed Cali would wear the belt for only a two day and by day three my phone was ringing off the hook. She pleaded for me to come over so I did; sans her chastity keys. I made excuses that I would be busy for the rest of the week and left her a simmering pot of frustration. After I week I agreed to only come over if she secured herself first. Only then would I decide if the belt comes off and if Cali would earn a much desired orgasm. Still, in the back of her head she knew that I could just as easily add another week to her sentence. See what happens in this mega 20 minute update!
Anybody who's ever been bound understands the embrace of tight bondage; the pleasure derived of hopelessly struggling. This is doubly true when brought to the heights of pleasure by a high powered vibrator. For Viorica, I had her legs bolted down firm, but her arms cuffed to chains with plenty of movement. Or so she thought. When the vibe kicked on and her 18" corset really started to cut into her breathing Viorica desperately tried to find some relief. Everywhere she tries to reach is just a bit too short adding to her frustration. By the fourth orgasm she can't help but wrap her wrists around the chains and hold on for dear life.
All I wanted was a little peace and quiet but somebody was bored. After a bit it was clear that Amanda wouldn't leave me alone so I decided to do something about it. I looked at the piles of rope but that was too much effort. So I opted for some handcuffs around her ankles, wrists, and elbows left her hogtied and helpless in under 30 seconds. A tight trainer gag around her head kept her nice and quiet as well. As I hung the keys just out of her reach I left her struggling to reach them. I'm guessing she's not feeling bored anymore; I know I'm not!
What do you do when you have a pretty girl and a box full of contractor trash bags? In Savannah's case, I sealed her inside of four bags but not before wrapping her hands into fists first. With her mouth stuffed with panties and sealed with clear tape she wasn't doing much to protest. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she tries to rip the bag apart but it's no use, the layers are too thick. Before leaving her to struggle for a few hours I toss her some scissors; not that they'll do any good.
I have to say, I love it when a newbie gives me that look when I mention forced orgasms. The mix of impossible and intrigue on their face. Starting her off with taped fists her arms and legs follow quickly into tightly frogtied limbs. Ruthie's rig isn't complete without a mouth stuffing panty gag which is wrapped nice and secure. The real fun starts when her legs are taped together forcing the vibrator in her most sensitive of places. It doesn't take long before she too is in awe of the forced orgasm!
