One of the many things that I love about bondage is that one tweak or rope can change the entire dynamic of a scene. As Peach struggles in her stocks trying to figure a way out she assumes this is it, the worst of it. While not uncomfortable in the short 15 minutes she's been struggling one little rope will change all that. Wrapped around her waist the rope doesn't catch her attention until it's cinched to the rings below. As it's slowly pulled tighter she instinctively bends her knees allowing what little slack she had to be ripped away. Within minutes her legs begin to tire as she struggles to keep pressure off her neck. How long can she last?
With Kaecie feeling a little frisky and in the mood for a game I had a perfect idea. Digging in the closet I pushed past the board games and grabbed a device that has not seen daylight in over 20 years. Getting her locked to the bed and properly gagged was step one. If memory served correctly she would need it. With a jumble of ancient electronics and wires being connected to her, she was getting pretty nervous. Once everything was set up the game was simple. I would draw cards from the deck and turn the rotary dial from an old telephone based on the value of the card. Each pulse from the dial would give a brief but powerful shock. Now Kaecie just has to make it through a whole deck.
Floating on a bed of plastic wrap Raven awaits her fate. Starting at her feet the roll of red plastic is slowly worked up her legs. Bit by bit her body is not only mummified, but wrapped around her plastic hammock. Panic fills her face for a moment and the wrapping continues to secure her head as well. Only her nose is left exposed. If struggling was difficult with a normal mummification, it's a whole new game now as every movement seems to work against her. When she decides to get cute and pokes a fingernail through the plastic I leave her to escape completely. A task she wholly underestimated it's difficulty.
Cinching Kaecie's armbinder her elbows touch with ease as the laces pull close. Her gag is another matter as the 2" ballgag barely fits behind her teeth. Once it's popped into place, she's unable to push it out but still strapped in just to be sure. The rope keeps her legs cinched tight right down to her heels. A final rope brings her into a hogtie and where she'll be spending some quality time.
While strong confidence is usually a virtue too much can get you in trouble. Sure I might have baited her a bit by telling her she's have the key nearby for her escape but that just makes the game fun. To her credit her confidence didn't waver, even when the cuffs locked around her elbows. The thumbcuffs were a bit of a surprise and a device she didn't know existed until that moment. Once the final cuff connected her arms and feet, effectively hogtying her, I gave her the key to her escape. Knowing she won't be getting any help her confidence is gone. Unfortunately for Peach her woes are just beginning. Soon enough she'll figure out all the keyholes are facing the wrong way.
