After a long day a lot of girls just want to relax and put their feet up and relax with a massage. Not Gianna; inescapable bondage and sensory deprivation is what she desired. Her hands are first wrapped into vetwrap balls, ballgag strapped tight, and leather hood over her head. Making her way into the cage her hands are cuffed behind her along with her ankles securing her inside before the door is locked. Before leaving her to enjoy her evening, a magic wand is stuffed down her yoga pants and left on high. I expect her to be extremely relaxed in a couple hours.
Serene starts right out of the gate with her elbows welded together with rope with plenty more securing the rest of her. Her blue ball gag already showing signs of drool she knows the fun is just getting started. Soon her wrists are bound to the top of the post behind her forcing her into a tight strappado. With Serene's mobility near zero I take the liberty of unzipping her catsuit and decorating her tits with a set of clover clamps. Clamps that are immediately tied tightly in front of her. Any movement, struggle, or twitch is radiated directly to her nipples. There's only one logical next step; to see if I can encourage any movement. Her exposed feet look like a good place to start.
With Amanda's arms, legs, and elbows cinched tight with rope escape was not the cards for her. Even with her constant struggle against the ropes it only seemed to get tighter. All hope was lost on her face when more rope is added around her chest, cinched to the sides, and holding her down firm. A trainer gag is strapped tight around her head next despite her protests. Before leaving her to struggle away her afternoon a final touch is added; a rope pulling her head harness back hard leaving her in a pleasing arch.
Only we the viewers are the winners in this game. There is no escape for Star or Laci with their arms tied tightly behind their back. Both are pulled into strappados, ankles tied to each other. Every movement, shift, or struggle pulls to the other. If one strappado rope is pulled down, the other goes higher. It certainly doesn't help when they are tickled over and over forcing an ebb and flow of pulling and tugging against each other.
Within a week of posting my ad online and a few emails later Autumn was at my door, eager to help. Feigning any prior experience with rope I awkwardly invited her to so I could practice. After 20 minutes Autumn was more than secure in her ropes and it was more than obvious that I needed no practice. Before Autumn could say anything a gag is pushed into her mouth and left to find a way out. Counting the minutes until our hour session is up she does her best to free herself to no avail. Even if she could reach a knot, they are cinched so tight she couldn't undo them. As the hour nears I drop several hundred dollars on the floor sending her into panic. I'll be needing her for a bit longer than an hour.
