When a girl asks you to make it tight, you make it tight. I started with chains bolting down her legs and a tight crotch chain. Next, I coiled Gmoras's arms in more chain, pulling her elbows together before connecting them to the iron tree. Grinning wildly, it was obvious she was enjoying her predicament. To finish the job, I strapped a ball gag harness on her, pulling each strap extra tight. With a final chain the ring on her gag is connected to the pole behind her, leaving her unable to move. Once finished I ask if it's tight enough, but her head unable to nod. She only stares back. Maybe she needs just one more chain...
All dressed up and nowhere to go. At least that's how Sarah felt bolted to the wall and table below her in her sexy lingerie. Truth be told, she was loving every minute of her captivity. Even the drool flowing down her chin from the bit gag didn't phase her. It was all a prelude to what she knew would be coming next. After struggling for a while, her wish eventually came true as a wand was pressed firm against her pussy. Buzzing softly, her built up anticipation ensured she didn't have to wait long to orgasm. Writhing in her bondage, Sarah knew she would come to enjoy her position. It was only a matter of time.
With every limb attached to or bolted down by steel, Star struggled minutely in her bonds but held no illusions of escape. Her captivity was out of her hands and she would have to accept whatever torment was given. During her struggles the magic wand pressed firmly against her pussy by the rig was certainly not lost on her. The thought of an orgasm or five appealed to her uncomfortable body stuck in this position for nearly an hour. A moan of approval and pleasure escaped her gagged lips and it seemed her wish would come true. As her orgasm builds, however, the wand is quickly shut off forcing a growl of frustration from Star. She knew better. She wasn't there for her pleasure, but only for her captor to tease and torment.
For Abby's challenge she must cuff her legs and attach handcuffs under her legs to a posture collar. Her release comes when all the ice she filled the pantyhose with melts. Since her challenge dictates she be bound for an hour, she wanted to be sure and put over a dozen cubes in. Unwittingly setting herself up for several hours she sets to struggling to pass the time. It's not until a full hour has passed and the cubes have barely melted that Abby realizes her folly. Her increasingly uncomfortable position and the ache in her jaw builds her panic as she tries to pull the key free with little success. If only she hadnaEUR(TM)t turned the air conditioner onto high before she started!
It's amazing how a simple pole changes the dynamic of a girl's performance. The sight of Amanda bound and gagged is hot on its own, but forced to struggle against a steel pole is the icing on the cake. Belts encircle her legs, arms, elbows, and neck, ensuring there's no escape. It doesn't take long for her legs to tire in her high heels and playful struggle turns to desperation to get free. Despite Amanda's best efforts, her pole dance continues as she continues to search for a comfortable position.
