A little tape goes a long way; a lot keeps Bella well under control. A few strips of tape around her legs and arms and she's completely helpless. More are wrapped around her hands keeping any prying fingers at bay. Her ensemble is topped off with a full harness gag keeping all protests to herself. So that Bella doesn't get bored in her bondage, a magic wand is secured in place with the zippers of her catsuit. It doesn't take long before her first orgasm builds up and in her current predicament; she won't be shutting it off for a very long time.
Sealed in several layers of heavy pallet wrap the extra layer of duct tape might have been overkill. Then again, if you're going to do something, do it right the first time. Right away she finds that moving a few simple inches becomes exhausting. Leila's moans and grunts though the 2" harness gag in protest go unanswered. After an hour Leila had only managed to cover herself in sweat. Feeling a bit of pity knowing she'd be in there for several more a vibe is taped to that special spot and the orgasms begin to fly. Within minutes she's up to three, but in her encased state there is nothing to stop the onslaught. After 10 minutes Leila loses count as they all merge into one, long, orgasmic bliss.
Browsing through the updates section Cali couldn't help but get intrigued electric play. I'm happy to help her give it a try as long as I can add a few surprises in the process. Using the wonderful piercings on her nipples her thumbs are tied to them forcing her to be careful in her movements. With the TENS unit set on high sensitivity I bind it to her phone. Before stuffing it into her pantyhose I post on her Facebook for everyone to call her phone to help her find it. As Cali struggles helplessly against the onslaught of shocks she can't help but wonder what her friends would think if they knew what they were doing to her. Maybe they did, they might call a few extra times!
Ruthie didn't know it yet, but the wooden pole taped to her ankles would be her bane, at least to start. She tries to struggle from the tape wrapped around her arms, body, and hands to no avail. Instinctively she tries to roll over for a better position but is soon stopped by the wooden pole. Frustrated she tries harder but the vinyl tape is not forgiving. Ruthie is more than ready for the Hitachi when I secure it in place. Buzzing away it doesn't take long for her to climax, and again, and again.
Just a few coils around each wrist and elbow and Jamie wasn't going anywhere. Putting the ballgag in her mouth was trivial by then. The beauty of vinyl tape is in her hopeless struggle to get free. It moves, gives, and stretches but always goes back to square one. A fact not known to Jamie as she frustratingly struggled to get free thinking she was close. To make things even more challenging her feet are bound together and hair tied back into an almost immovable position. Perfect for having a little fun.
