When Amanda told me she was exhausted I encouraged her to lie back and relax while I rigged her up. I didn't quite expect her to actually fall asleep though! Carefully taking my time I apply chain after chain until her arms and toes are secure and anchored to the floor. A latex ring gag is strapped over her mouth but still no stirring. With other things to do, I leave her a note and the keys to her restraints nearby and leave her to rest. As I drive away I can't help but wonder if I gave her enough slack to reach the keys... I'll find out when I get back!
There's no torture like a slow torture as Rayna soon finds out. I could tell she was expecting an easy time with the few restraints I selected for her. Why not? It was only a simple chain hanging from the ceiling. Once I had her feet and handcuffs locked to the chain I pulled her posture collar ring low and locked it to the chain. By the look in Rayna's eyes I could see the realization of her predicament and how it was too late to turn back. Unable to stand up straight her back soon tires and tries to squat down only to find the collar is locked too high. I wonder how long I can keep her like this?
I can't remember what she did to deserve her punishment, but I'm sure she deserved it. She started with a thick leather collar around her neck and four chains running to the floor; trapping her in the middle. Cali's hands are secured into leather mittens and connected behind her with her arms crossing in front. With even her legs chained together the position leaves her with no way to get comfortable. The chains ensured she couldn't even lay down and forcing her to fidget for comfort. Before Cali could get too mouthy about her predicament however, I wrap a nice tight tape gag around her mouth. Now if I could only remember what she did so I know how long to leave her like this.
Once you find the right motivation for someone you can get them to do just about anything. In Kizzy's case she really didn't want to go to the gym. I'm no personal trainer, but had a good idea how to motivate Kizzy. After chaining her arms and legs into a spread-eagle on the bed she struggled around but it was no use. I could tell by her scrunched nose that she thought my plan was dubious at best. At least until I suspended a vibe inches above her pussy. The exercise was simple; if she wanted to cum Kizzy would have reach. One little caveat though... the chains don't come off until she cums!
I start Jem's arms and legs out in a frogtie using plenty of vetwrap to keep them secure; chains looped around her limb as convenient attachment points. At first Jem didn't understand why I used rubber bands to connect her limbs to the four corners of the bed. She might have asked too if not the panties taped in her mouth. I didn't take long in satiating her curiosity by adding another set of rubber bands pulling her limbs tighter apart. When I held up a pair of nipple clamps she really pulled against the bands but it was no use. Jem was helpless in my web.
