Struggling in her green gag I doubt Lexi anticipated she'd be this helpless. Everything started simple enough; a wrist tie here, ankle tie there. As the ropes piled on she knew it was hopeless but couldn't give up. Lexi had no choice really if she wanted to get free anytime soon. With even her toes and thumbs tied securely it wouldn't be an easy task. Maybe I'll tie those elbows together to be extra sure.
I doubt this is what Star had in mind when she wanted to be placed high on a pedestal. Sitting high in the window sill, I assured her the restraints were only for her safety. A drool inducing gag came next which was connected to a bolt above her head. Moving became a challenge let alone getting down. Before sitting back to watch her hopelessly struggle I slipped a Hitachi under her pantyhose. The effect was instant and Star starts squirming with pleasure. Within seconds her first of many orgasms was building and fighting the chains. She's in for quite a ride.
Like flavors of ice cream there are flavors of bondage; it just depends on your mood. With Rayna I was in the mood for a good struggle. The trick was to bind her in such a way that escape seemed possible and yet held just out of reach. For poor Rayna that couldn't be closer to the truth. With her legs tied apart to a spreader bar and fingers looped with ropes pulling them uncomfortably back. There lies the paradox. Struggle too much and get a painful reminder with her fingers. On the other hand, the knots to her freedoms are a mere inch away. While she figures it out, we can sit back and enjoy the show.
As each belt wrapped around her body one by one I could sense Kerri's hesitation build. Having never been bound by my hands before she wasn't sure what to expect. All she knew was that what started out with a few simple straps has now left her completely immobile. As I held up the ballgag Kerri shook her head wildly and pleaded for me to use anything else. Feeling a bit of pity I grabbed some of her panties and sealed them tight in her mouth with some clear tape. Breathing heavily through her nose as she struggles to get free I'm sure that ballgag sounds good. A little too late for that now.
So when Serene returned a box full of pantyhose to me full of runs; a little payback was in order. It seemed only fitting to tie her up with the very hose that was ruined. You can recycle just about anything if you put your mind to it. Legs, ankles, thighs, and even elbows are cinched tightly together. The nice thing about pantyhose is once you secure the knot there's no getting out without scissors. With a large ball tied in her mouth with more hose, Serene tries to protest and pick at the knots but it's no use. Maybe next time she will be a bit more careful with her pantyhose.
