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.
I'm not ashamed to admit that when tying up a beautiful girl like Rachel I get a little selfish. In only some shorts and pantyhose I feed her arms around a pole and chain her up good. Finished off with a blue ballgag she's gets right to struggling; her breasts bouncing freely as she tries. While temping to restrain her even more, I think it's best to just enjoy the view. Wouldn't you agree?
Cali's always had a fantasy of being trapped in a chastity belt but never the guts to make it happen. So when her online playmate suggested a chastity game she was all ears. Her task is simple, put the keys to her belt into the mailbox and spend twenty minutes bound before retrieving the key. Knowing her postman doesn't come for at least a few hours Cali still gets a chill thinking what if. With the handcuff keys barely in reach she enjoys rolling on the couch waiting for her 20 minutes to expire. Thoughts of her friend keeping her in her predicament and teasing her only serves to get her worked up in the belt. As Cali fantasizes about the orgasms she'll have once she gets free all is interrupted by a sound outside. Frozen for a moment, reality crashing back... he couldn't be early?
With fall in full swing here in New England the days can get quite nippy. So when Kerri started to complain she was chilly in her lingerie I knew one way to warm her up. Three layers of plastic wrap later and she wasn't going anywhere and enjoying the warmth. As each minute passed warm turned to hot. By the time sweat started to form Kerri was begging to get out. I might have to get a ballgag on her before I break the news she's going to be in there for a while!
Hana starts with her arms pulled back, almost into a reverse prayer.From there her legs and ankles are tied and pulled into a hogtie. Drool spills out of her gagged mouth as she is precariously perched on two high chairs. When she complained earlier about being hot I suspect she was expecting a cool drink. Instead I hoist her to the floor onto the cold basement tiles causing her to catch her breath. I leave her to struggle a bit but not before tying her hair back to her ankles. With Hana nice and secure it's my turn to cool down with a cold beer and enjoy the show.
