When a new girl tells me she has no limits it usually means her experience lies in fuzzy handcuffs. So when Lilly practically laughed at my first session with her I gave her the chance to pick the next scene. Lots of belts, a corset, and heavy trainer gag later and she was well on her way to some real bondage fun. Pulling her arms into a strappado I give her a few swats to get her warmed up. I decide to push her some more with some nipple clamps before giving her some more swats with a flogger. I can tell she's already in sensory overload so there's only one thing to do. Secure a Hitachi against her pussy and watch her squirm. It's a good thing she's tethered to that chain.
The interesting aspects of bondage often comes down to the little things. For Lexi this was never more true than when I strapped her in a straitjacket and panel gag and left her alone. At the start she was all smiles and giggles but it soon was obvious escaping wasn't going to be easy. Within the first couple minutes Lexi was desperately trying to hold back her drool with no success. As she continued her efforts she was able to loosen her arms a bit but the illusion faded quick as the straps held fast. Uncontrollable drooling and useless limbs, the final insult comes when a buzzing magic wand is tossed on the bed. Unable to control even the simplest body movements the vibe only taunts her; leaving her a bound frustrated mess.
With only a few simple chains (strategically) placed on her body Star was quite stuck. A point that she didn't quite want to accept. Methodically she tests every lock and chain hoping for some escape but none will give. As the minutes pass the reality begins to set in. With drool pouring from her panel gag and covering her chest Star is forced to ask herself the hard question. How can she hope to escape her chains if she can't even control her own drool?
Just a few minutes is all Jamie had to wait. I had promised her one of her favorite positions with the magic wand bound in just the right spot. I hadn't left her alone for 3 minutes but when I came back she had started the party without me. So with a quick change of plans Jamie soon found a different device bound to her pussy. The cold steel of the chastity belt cools her off quick as her cries of protest fall on deaf ears. There won't be any orgasms for Jamie today or maybe the week; I haven't decided yet. For now I'll just watch her work out her frustrations.
Hana starts with her arms pulled back, almost into a reverse prayer.From there her legs and ankles are tied and pulled into a hogtie. Drool spills out of her gagged mouth as she is precariously perched on two high chairs. When she complained earlier about being hot I suspect she was expecting a cool drink. Instead I hoist her to the floor onto the cold basement tiles causing her to catch her breath. I leave her to struggle a bit but not before tying her hair back to her ankles. With Hana nice and secure it's my turn to cool down with a cold beer and enjoy the show.
