Without stating the obvious, JEM is a feisty girl who loves nothing more than to escape. Wise to her ways I setup a special tie just for her. I first bound her in a box tie to get things started. Next came her crotch rope, tied and knotted at the foot of the bed. Another rope secures her arms to the headboard while more pull her pantyhosed legs apart. It's about now when she realizes that all the knots are well out of reach but I'm not done yet. After a good struggle I change out her gag which leaves her completely anchored to my bed... yum!
I had frogtied Dixie to the bed and secured her wrists with cuffs and heavy rubber bands. I let her stew for a while; struggling HARD in her bonds. When I tied a magic wand in place it was too easy for her to control the intensity of the vibe. I wanted her helpless, fighting against the rubber bands to shut it off. Thinking quickly, I removed the rope and added rubber bands to the magic wand. Every struggle now just pressed it harder against her pussy and right on target. After her first orgasm, Dixie tried everything she could to stop the next one... not a chance.
It's amazing what a little string and imagination will get you. When I told Leila I was going to tie her up using half meter lengths of twine, skeptical hardly does her reaction justice. When I was done however, shock, surprise and pleasure filled her face at once. Her thumbs immobilized escape was out of the question but for Leila, every pull and tug tiptoes her closer to climax. As the minutes pass her frustration grows and I dangle a magic wand ever so gently against her pussy. In her state it doesn't take much as she rides wave after wave of nipple bound bliss.
Capturing my vixen was the easy part but Sarah still had plenty of fire within her. Little did she know that every tie came with a specific purpose. Her crotch rope tethered to pull tighter as she struggled. Her hands, wrapped tightly to her pigtails, would eventually tire and pull on her hair. Her elbow cinch and corset severely limits mobility. Finally, as a final sinister torment, I loosely tie her off to a table leg pulling her off center. My plan is now all too clear. Sarah tries her best to free herself but her muscles eventually fatigue and is on her back; her fire, extinguished.
I'm not sure what it is about this couch, but girls get the impression it's easy to escape from. Stormy was no different when I tied her into a sitting spreadeagle. I wanted to be able to see every bit of her hard bikini body as she struggled and struggle she did! As the minutes passed she bursts into a frenzy causing the couch to move around the room. Still stuck I remove her top and tickle her into a squirming fit of desperation.
