Twitching slightly in apprehension as the zipties cinched around her body, Mackenzie had no idea what was in store for her. From her shoes to her exposed breasts the zipties left her mummified on the floor. Ensuring no possible escape, more ties are anchored to the floor. Makenzie knew this wasn't it as she tried her best to find some weak point. When the clover clamps came out she really struggled, but with her breasts exposed they were quickly clamped. After snugging a magic wand tightly between her legs she was almost ready. A single string is tied to her nipple clamps to her toes forcing her to keep them bent back lest she pull on her clamps. As the vibe is turned to high, Mackenzie tries her best to fight off the pleasure running through her. Trying desperately to stave off the impending, toe curling orgasms in her near future.
I could see that Jamie was regretting the terms of the bet already as she sits nervously in the chair. She could have the pick of any pair of shoes to keep, but has to stand for at least ten minutes in a pair of my choosing. To prevent any cheating her arms are bolted to a large wooden pole. With Jamie's mouth already gagged I lace up a new pair of ballet boots that go up to her knees forcing protests before I even hoist her to her feet. When the pole is finally raised and the timer started she's stuck between standing on her toes or hanging by her arms with both positions eliciting groans of discomfort. As the timer slowly ticks forward I remind her of the terms of our bet. That I can keep her there at least 10 minutes... but no upper limit was really ever agreed upon.
With her arms and legs bolted for the floor and pallet Jamie wasn't going anywhere. Just to give her that extra feeling of immobility I made sure to strap a trainer gag on her and chain the top to an anchor. Even with Jamie giving it all her strength not squeak came from the frame she was bolted to. To be sure a magic wand is secured in against her pussy put on low. With Jamie's range of motion measured in millimeters there is no getting away from the vibration. The effect is immediately obvious. Satisfied she's there for the long haul I kick it up to high I leave her to fight the onslaught of orgasms, losing count around five or six.
Throw a girl in some ropes and she'll struggle to find the knots. Bolts a girl wrist, limbs, and body to a chunk of wood and all you get is a look of defeat. With only millimeters of wiggle room Cher found herself in just this very predicament. With her resigning so early I had to give her some incentive. Bolting a Hitachi to her vulnerable body seemed like the perfect motivator. Try as she might though, it looks like she was right, there is no getting free. There was no escaping her bondage or the Hitachi for the matter.
With her toes and fingers wiggling frantically Jamie gave it her all to try and get free. There wasn't much else she could do which had become an unsettling realization for her. Even her breathing was restricted due to an extremely cinched corset. While I knew she was quite stuck, I couldn't help but tickle her defenceless feet for a bit just to be sure. When I felt she's had enough I dangled a magic wand in front of her pussy and left it on low. In her position Jamie only needs to move mere millimeters to achieve orgasms she so desires but even that task is looking to be quite... frustrating.
