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.
When she got the message that her boyfriend wouldn't be back from his trip for another day it was time to take things into her own hands. For days Star avoided playing with the new toys but no more. She starts by strapping the new ball gag in tight and locking her arms and legs into a spreadeagle. Near her left arm is an old stocking with the keys to her freedom at the end, along with several cubes of ice. Having never done this before she figured that would be enough for 20 minutes of fun. How long could ice take to melt? After Star brings herself to multiple orgasms with the hanging vibe she placed over her pussy before starting she decides it's time to get out. Twenty minutes turns to ninety and she starts to get desperate and pulling hard on the stocking. If she's not careful she might be stuck there until he gets home the following day!
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.
