#1545 2016-07-17
48 photos, 12 min video 
It had been a week and Clara was missing her boyfriend. More than that, she wanted to be sure he was missing her just as much. So with her iPhone ready, she set to making a little self-bondage video for him. Tying her legs together, she made a coil for her wrists and cinched them tight before throwing the slack over a door. Mockingly, Clara plays her best damsel in distress while tugging at her ropes. All is perfect until the doormat slides on her feet, causing her to fall onto the door. In an instant her fantasy has turned into reality and she is stuck. In a panic she fights against the ropes holding her, but she did her job too well.
#1518 2016-07-07
113 photos, 12 min video 
Quivering with pleasure before she's locked her hands, Liv was happy to accept this challenge. With the key out of reach inside her corset, the only way out is to figure out a simple 3 digit combination lock: a task that would take 20 minutes with a bit of luck and, of course, no distractions. After turning her magicwand on high it took everything she had not to orgasm before chickening out. Once secured, sheaEUR(TM)s in bliss within a minute. That, of course, is her dilemma. Should she focus on escaping or enjoy just one more orgasm? As Liv becomes oversensitive, her urgency to escape goes into overdrive. The once blissful orgasm has turned against her and she has a 1 in 1,000 chance of escape.
#1512 2016-06-26
117 photos, 15 min video 
When she read the challenge in her email, everything seemed simple enough. Cuff herself, drop the key, then pick it up with her toes. Once Stasha locked her chastity belt on, her ballgag with an eyebolt was next. Connected to a chain above her, it should be be stuck here until she could get the key. It also served the added benefit of preventing her from looking down. Sliding her handcuffs through the rear wire of her belt, she knew she was locked in. The key drop echoed in the room and she immediately used her feet to find it. Before accepting this challenge Stasha, had practiced - but without pantyhose. After a dozen attempts without a hint of success she knew she was screwed. If only she could see the key...
#1498 2016-06-23
53 photos, 14 min video 
Sylvia was sure she had it made. Between the pantyhose and the shiny leotard, she knew it was a matter of time before they slipped off. All she had to do was pretend for a bit that the ropes were too much. Once left alone by her captor she'd make her escape. That was the plan, anyway, until more ropes were added. Not only did they make the existing ropes tighter, but they ensured that nothing could slip. Adding insult to injury, her hair and toes were tied too, just to remove the last bit of mobility she still had.
#1495 2016-06-16
73 photos, 14 min video 
As punishment for being late Merula was told she would spend double the expected time in steel stocks. She, of course, shrugged this news off as a trivial inconvenience. With everything screwed securely in place the smirk fell from her face as she realized her predicament. Within a couple of minutes it was impossible to find a comfortable position. The steel either pulled on her wrists or bent her back uncomfortably. Rolling on her side only served to limit her ability to move at all. It wasn't long before Merula was looking up with pleading eyes. I'm sure her gagged speech was assuring me she had learned her lesson. Tapping my watch, I showed her the time. Only an hour left to go.
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