It's amazing how a simple pole changes the dynamic of a girl's performance. The sight of Amanda bound and gagged is hot on its own, but forced to struggle against a steel pole is the icing on the cake. Belts encircle her legs, arms, elbows, and neck, ensuring there's no escape. It doesn't take long for her legs to tire in her high heels and playful struggle turns to desperation to get free. Despite Amanda's best efforts, her pole dance continues as she continues to search for a comfortable position.
Always the Domme, Briella pawed her latest captive with curiosity. What if she was captive for once? Better yet, what if she could do it on her own terms? Her plan for Bella would be to give her the key to the cage below her, giving her power over her release. At first Briella loved the rush her new confinement gave her. Her only method of escaping was to torment Bella through tickling and orgasm denial. To her surprise, however, Bella enjoyed her power and wasn't going to give it up in exchange for an orgasm. As the minutes of captivity passed, the game soon lost its appeal for Briella and she was starting to panic. Desperation soon took hold and Briella lunges for the release remote, knocking it from Bella's bound wrist. The remote well out of reach now, there's only one way out... at least for Bella.
Hannah had more reason than usual to try to get herself free. The chains encircling her limbs had a different agenda however. Struggling hard, her fate lay below her. If Hannah can't manage to get free she'll be doing so inside of four walls of steel bars. Being crammed in a cage while hogtied with chain was something she wanted to avoid at all costs. Try as she might, the chains won't budge. Looking past the straps of her harness gag she stares helplessly at the wall clock knowing her time is almost up.
Sarah had quite a bit to think about starting with her sliding heels on the tile floor. The spreader bar keeping her legs wide certainly wasn't doing her any favors. Pigtails adorned with silver rings attached to the ceiling to keep her straight should she lose her balance. Twisting and pulling against tight ropes in her predicament tends to do that. Toss in a little forced orgasm and Sarah will need any help she can get to stay standing.
Johannie had hoped her bondage might stop after the straitjacket went on. Her hopes soon dashes as she's covered in belts tightly securing her to the rocking chair she was sitting in. Every struggle frustratingly voided by the chair's movement. Drooling profusely through her gag she could only shake her head when she could see what came next. The rubber gas mask easily goes onto Johannie's head forcing her breathing through a small tube. Struggling harder than over now, I simply sit back and enjoy Newton's 3rd law in all its glory.
