It's always nice when a plan works out, unless you're Lilly. Muted moans of distress was all she could muster through her panty gag as she was bolted to the wall. With arms and legs secure a single crotch rope is pulled tight, pulling her forward into an awkward spreadeagle. Lilly has to keep focused if she wanted to stop the crotch rope from getting any tighter. Adding to her predicament two magic wands are placed on crotchrope sending vibrations directly to her clit. Within moments Lilly's legs are shaking and she's on the verge of orgasm. As the first one hits her legs give for just a moment forcing the crotchrope even deeper. Trusting her hips out to relieve the pressure she finds the vibrations continue without pause, readying to repeat another orgasmic cycle.
Initially the position didn't seem too demanding from Makenzie's viewpoint. In fact, it seemed like a cakewalk over having her elbows and wrists bound into a strict strappado. As I cinched her ropes one last time her arms and chest pull back, her nipples barely touching the carpet below now. The nature of her predicament was now painfully obvious. While the ropes kept her arms and legs in awkward positions Makenzie was now forced to hold her weight with her arms. Going slack for even a second put growing discomfort on her shoulders giving her no reprieve. Drooling profusely now, Makenzie could only think how nice a strappado would feel right now.
With both girls wanting to tie each other up and tease the other, neither wanted to go first. Eager to get what they wanted, Jamie and Viorica were eager to accept a compromise. After a bit of rope work both girls were well tied to the couch with all knots well out of reach. Each with a hand tied behind their back, the other was tied across the other girls body giving them full range to tease, tickle, or torment the other. It's not clear who attacked first, but soon both were tickling each other feverishly trying to get the other to relent. When magic wands were stuffed down each of their yoga pants Jamie and Viorica had some real power (and pleasure) over the other, neither willing to submit to the other no matter how much they wanted to.
Ropes encircles Jamie's legs first, cinching them into a tight frogtie. More follows around her upper arms, elbows, forearms, and of course her wrists. All cinched and knotted with little room to even wiggle. Concern started to show as another cinched her waist to the bannister, especially when her neck was secured as well. A ballgag strapped tight in her mouth Jamie tries her best to twist and thrash against her bonds. The bannister holds with ease as she tries. Glancing around the room for any hope of rescue Jamie only see's her captor with a pile of rope in their hand.
Laci was all smiles until the final ropes were secured in place. I think she had the delusion that she'd be able to get free. Wrists, ankles and elbows cinched and pulled tight she could barely squirm her body around. A freedom soon rectified with a few more ropes. Completely helpless and frantic in her semi-spreadeagle I saw only one way to calm her down. With a few more ropes a vibrator was tied right against her pussy. Her tight jeans gave her some insulation at first but that didn't last long. Moans of distress soon turned to pleasure as the vibe worked its magic as I grabbed a fistful of rope. I wasn't done with her yet.
