Serene's predicament starts out like a bondage fairy tale. Not too tight and not too loose; the ropes are just right. On the surface it seemed like a good thing, but she knew it would mean she'd be spending at least a few hours in them. Her heavy panel gag strapped tightly ensured there would be no discussion on the matter. As Serene struggled another feature of her bondage became clear. No matter how she twisted, or pulled every knot was carefully tied out of reach. Every one frustratingly inches away but nothing she could do about it. Her only hope was to keep struggling and hope something came loose.
Even before she stripped her clothes off Johannie knew the terms of her chastity belt. Pleading eyes wouldn't help her here. It had been another week and she had another chance to try and get the key back. Only one little thing stood in her way, the roll of tape sitting next to her. She doesn't have to wait long before it's wrapped around her legs, wrists, and elbows leaving her helpless as always. Her frustration is clear as she a goes into a frenzy pulling and twisting at her bonds. The vinyl tape is not a forgiving foe however and contracts her limbs back together with ease. As her hour to escape comes closer to ending the first signs of resignation start to show on Johannie's face. She knows another week in the belt is in her future.
Covered in pantyhose Tiffany doesn't know what to make of her taped firsts. More tape makes her way around each leg, leaving them in a tight frogtie. The same treatment is given to her arms and without fingers there's no picking the tape free. Eventually Tiffany tries to use her teeth but not in time. The ball gag easily slips into her mouth before more pantyhose covers her head and is blindfolded with tape. Blind, gagged, and helpless she would give anything to have a single finger free. Without that, she's going to be stuck for a good long time.
Being bound tight when you want to escape is frustrating enough. That feeling is doubled for Amanda as the tiny strips of tape render her legs, arms, fingers, and even toes useless. It only gets worse when her mouth is stuffed with a rag and wound tight with even more tape. Pulling against the vinyl tape only seems to make it contract even tighter. Amanda pleads for release but knows none with come; at least without a miracle on her part.
Despite her flexibility Vivian wasn't very grateful as the leather of her armbinder pushed her elbows together until they touched. A leather corset laced tight around her body while more leather straps cinch her helpless arms to her body. A final strap holds a pair of panties in her mouth reducing any protests to grunts. From her position the leather seems endless and unrelenting. Nothing gives or shakes loose. In her struggles she manages to loosen some straps only to have them pulled tighter than before. Escape won't come easy.
