With belts circling her wrists, elbows, legs, and body Billie was already fit to be tied. Always looking for a way out she tries every buckle she can reach without much success. The corset cinched around her waist doesn't help her efforts much either. Twisting and turning, struggling and falling over, Billie eventually makes some progress on on the one buckle she can reach. It doesn't help her much, but maybe in a few hours she'll get to the other six.
A buckle here, a belt there and before Leila knew it moving even her fingers was a challenge. Being a very flexible girl there was no need to take it easy. Folding her arms into a reverse prayer, belts circled around her corseted body and cinched in place. More circled her wrists and arms ensuring everything stays extra tight. Most importantly, the buckles are well out of reach of prying fingers. Finishing up with a large ballgag and blindfold, every movement becomes a challenge. Watching Leila struggle and look so sexy trussed up and helpless, I'm not sure I can muster the willpower to let her go.
The plan was to take a few pictures in their shiny next latex outfits. I suggested little white rope for decoration and would be great for the pictures, or so I told Serene and Jamie. Lost in conversation with each other, they hardly paid attention as I cinched their elbows and wrists around a suspended pole. Finishing with a crotch rope connected to their wrists for good measure. The situation started to click when I tied their two center ankles together but they were well stuck by that point. The protests really kicked up when I strapped a 2" harness gag on Jamie and 3" monster gag on Serene. A couple final ropes pulled their free outer legs up into the air leaving them to balance between one foot and their cinched elbows. It certainly looked uncomfortable; but what do I know. I'm just there to take some pictures.
While I am prepping the room for a challenging predicament for Sarah, she tried to sit still in her latex straitjacket. Despite her gag keeping her quiet she was still quite a distraction as she squirmed and fidgeted in her chair. There was only one thing to do and I quickly whisked her to the basement for some time to herself. Confused at first Sarah plays along and squirms in the belts and latex keeping her well secure. As the minutes pass she soon realizes I'm not coming back. Dangling like a worm on a hook by the ring in her gag she tries to grunt and stomp for attention. Little does she know she's in for a not so brief interlude as I take my time setting up her next torment.
All dressed up and nowhere to go sums up Lexi's situation to a tee. Decked out in her tight blue corset, garters, and stockings she probably had other plans then her current predicament. Belts hold her arms and legs together while chains pull her wrists and crotch belt between the two ends of the bed. Each attempt to struggle only pulls something else tighter. Every buckle and strap is close to her fingers but only leads to frustration when she tries. Feeling more defeated by the minute Lexi can only plead for release. For now I think I'll leave her stuck between a rock and a hard place.
