Some classics never die: pantyhose and zipties chief among them. A lover of both, Sky is more than happy to be the canvas for them to be combined. At least, that is, until her elbows start to touch, but by then there's no escape. Even her ballgag is ziptied, pulling it deep into her mouth. Despite the helplessness of her situation Sky gives it her all, knowing that breaking one tie is near impossible, let alone a dozen. Who knows, maybe in a hour I'll toss her some scissors. Probably not though; she looks too damn good the way she is.
Unlike most activities that require special gear, bondage has no rules. Almost anything can work as a restraint. With a spool of heavy gauge ball chain handy, it was short work to immobilize Lucy against the cage. Easy to cut but hard to break, Lucy doesn't stand a chance when she tries to get free of the chains. As she starts to tire from her struggles, Lucy discovers that her pantyhose are perfect for holding a magicwand on that special spot. Without any warm up, it's set to high, leaving her bursting with energy. The first of many orgasms soon follow as the thin chains hold her tight. Drool flows freely from her gagged mouth, knowing sheaEUR(TM)s there for the long haul.
It's not that Krystal doesn't look incredible wearing just pantyhose. It's that bondage makes everything better. So with vinyl tape in hand I set to making her look perfect. Her legs are frogtied first, with her hands taped into tight fists afterwards. There won't be any prying fingers trying to grant her any escape. More tape follows around her head, silencing any protests and ensuring the nylon on her head stays in place. Finally, several wraps are put around her elbows with more cinching it tighter. Moments later she's covered in panythose bound tight with tape. Perfection.
Super cute Maggie stops by this weekend for a little bondage fun. More importantly, itaEUR(TM)s her first time in bondage ever. What better way to inaugurate her than a classic hogtie. I start her off with a trainer gag pulled tight; next comes the rope which I'm happy to see cinches her elbows together with ease. Once her legs are crossed and tied off to her chest harness, there's no going back. I tell her to try her best to get free and she makes a valiant attempt. Realization hits her quickly that these are not movie ropes; a couple of shakes don't get them off. If anything, they only reward her by pulling tighter.
Belts cover Kaylee's body, holding her tight to the wooden pole. She tries to figure out whataEUR(TM)s next, the anticipation killing her. She doesn't have to wait long to find out. With her hair tied above her, the heels come off, leaving her on her toes. Kaylee can't even relax a tiny bit without something in her binds reminding her it's a bad idea. Drool now flows freely from her mouth as she's given up all hope of preventing it. When the magicwand is finally introduced, she's got nothing left. Her will to resist is long shattered and all thataEUR(TM)s left are endless orgasms.
