I thought I had done a good job and Ludella looked every so lovely struggling in a rainbow of vetwrap. She's a bit too crafty and soon was wiggling out of everything. This simply will not do. With a fresh roll I decided to keep it simple and tightly wrapped her wrists and ankles together. With her cinched corset and tight ballgag now things were as they should be. A room filled with Ludella's grunts and moans while she struggles. Escape is not so easy this time around; a fact a remind her of when I start tickling her feet!
Capturing my vixen was the easy part but Sarah still had plenty of fire within her. Little did she know that every tie came with a specific purpose. Her crotch rope tethered to pull tighter as she struggled. Her hands, wrapped tightly to her pigtails, would eventually tire and pull on her hair. Her elbow cinch and corset severely limits mobility. Finally, as a final sinister torment, I loosely tie her off to a table leg pulling her off center. My plan is now all too clear. Sarah tries her best to free herself but her muscles eventually fatigue and is on her back; her fire, extinguished.
Things started so innocently. Some cuffs, a couple ropes, a ballgag and of course Nyxon in her hot pink corset. Then came the vetwrap to keep those pesky fingers from trouble. She suspected something was up though; it wasn't restrictive enough. I didn't leave her pondering long before adding a crotch rope to the mix. Nyxon renews her escape attempts but is eventually hoisted in the air by her crotch rope leaving the rope buried deep with her.
Electricity can be an amazingly versatile tool for both pleasure and pain. Of course it doesn't hurt when your playmate eats it up like candy. Spilling out of her overbust corset, I tie Alex in a frogtie spread-eagle with the knots well out of reach. A few layers of plastic wrap are wrapped around her to be 110% sure she stays put. I start things slow but as the setting goes up there is no turning back. When I asked what it felt like she laughed and responded, "It's like a vibrator... with spikes!"
When I discovered that Leila was a yoga pro, I knew I had to put her to the test. With several coils of rope I went to work securing one arm and then another into a tight reverse prayer. Gagged and corseted she is the epitome of tightness as she writhes in the ropes. With no escape in sight, I tie her down further and bring her to the edge of climax with the Hitachi in no time. Her whole body shakes with anticipation from the tight ropes and vibe. Leila certainly passed my test with flying colors; it's time for her reward.
