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.
Lucy knew she was in trouble when she saw the gag. A large rubber ball with a pipe fastener for a strap. Once it was screwed in place, it wouldn't come off without tools. Ropes wrapped her legs into a frogtie while more welded her elbows together. One final rope brought her predicament together. The crotch rope ran from Lucy's arms to her frogtied legs. At a glance, it didn't seem like much to her until she started to struggle. As the rope quickly pulled taut her situation became clear. Despite the odds being stacked against her Lucy tried her best, but deep down she knew it was hopeless.
