I always enjoy when girls humblebrag about how easily they can escape from certain bondage gear. Often they mistake gear which was improperly secured or too loose as an ability to get free. So, as I listened to Brooke's tale of shrugging off an armbinder what I actually heard was, be sure to make it tight! Grunts and stifled protests fill the room as the laces and straps tightened. Her shoulders shift to gain purchase but a leather strap keeps her elbows firmly together. The gag isn't even in her mouth and you can see the defeat in her posture. As I leave her to escape she twists and turns, trying to use anything for leverage, slowly moving around the bed. It's not long before she finds herself out of breath, and for all her effort Brooke is back where she started, a full circle.
Squirming in her not so innocent schoolgirl outfit Summer wonders what will come next. The spreadeagle leaves her very vulnerable to any torment. As she soon finds out, tickling is on the menu today. Starting with her feet and working up to her ribs and armpits it doesn't take long to get her squealing. Summer tries to defend herself and unable to even bite due to her muzzle gag. With plenty of hours left in the day, there's only one thing to do and that's to keep tickling her until one of us tires. If it turns out to be Summer she'll be conveniently prepared for bed as well.
Whenever Hannah comes around it's a game of brinksmanship to see what her limits are. Nothing tests this more than a challenging predicament. She starts tied to a pole with her arms tied together in front. A nervous smile crosses her face as she starts to piece together what's about to happen. Nipple clamps fade the smile quickly as they are tied to her arms in front. A 50 pound weight keeps her from lifting them up to keep pressure off her clamps. This alone would make for a challenging time, but I have a special surprise for Hannah. A 10 pound weight is placed in her hands and tied to her nipple clamp rope. The effect is immediate and the consequences are clear.
Getting stuck in self-bondage is easy enough to do even when you're prepared. Not knowing the toys you're using inside out is almost a guarantee as Peach soon learns. While spending the night she gets a little bored and decides to pass the time with the cage. Not knowing it was secured with a magnetic lock she unwittingly turns it on while pressing buttons on the remote. Unfortunately for her, Peach doesn't realize this until after she closes the cage door. Cuffed hand and foot with a ballgag in her mouth it comes as quite a surprise when she finds it doesn't open. If she can't figure a way out, she'll be spending the night in there.
When you're a southern girl freezing in the cold winter of the north you'll try just about anything to warm up. So when I suggest a little mummification would help Brooke was all smiles. By the time the third layer of pallet wrap circled her body the smiled faded a bit, however. A tight tape gag around her face certainly didn't help either. Once she's laid on the bed movement is nearly impossible. With her breasts exposed, they are easy targets for some nipple clamps. In the end, it may not be exactly what she wanted but at least she is not cold anymore.
