Ruthie would never admit it but as the vetwrap continued to compress around her elbows she had underestimated the material. Moments earlier it tore like paper in her hands and now squeezing her wrists and elbows behind her head tightly. When she eventually begged for a reprieve I gladly obliged only to use another roll to mummify her head. Her wrists pulled down behind the chair, she can only paw at restraints nowhere near her fingers. As she struggles the wrap naturally compresses just a bit more forcing her ballgag underneath in her mouth deeper. Ruthie wants to beg her way out of her new bindings but knows it won't get any easier.
Amanda's legs are forced wide apart by the back of the chair. Her waist and ankles tightly secured to the wooden frame. Gagged and drooling onto the floor, she knew there had to be more. Her position was too easy; too comfortable. There was also the unused metal ring bound to her hair that had yet to be used. Amanda's suspicions didn't last long before her wrists were hiked high and secured through the very ring she was so curious about. Now her world was a balance. Pressure on her arms or pressure on her hair. A choice she'd be struggling with for a while.
With Liv's prior bondage experience being limited to fuzzy handcuffs it was my job to expand her horizons a bit. She starts off easy with some belts holding to a chair, mobility vanishing little by little. Feeling exhilarated she nods to continue and is laced into a leather armbinder and belted to the chair back. Liv is still getting used to it when I slide her first ballgag into her mouth and strap it tight. Minutes tick by as she finds there is no safety release for these restraints. Deciding to give her the works, I strap a magic wand gently over her pussy giving it just enough pressure to tease her into a frenzy. Last, a blindfold is buckled tightly in place before leaving her to immerse herself in a new world.
A couple zip ties by themselves are not very strong. As they pile up on Viorica it doesn't take long for her body to be welded to the chair. From her neck to her feet and every appendage in between there she can barely squirm. Once I had her gagged my plan was to just leave her be for a couple hours but before leaving though it seemed only fair to leave her with some entertainment first. With her legs held wide apart from the zip ties it made it easy to unzip her crotch on her catsuit and zip in a vibe. Pressed tightly against her pussy her feeble struggles can do nothing to dislodge the torrent of pleasure from the magic wand. Viorica is already twitching within minutes from her first orgasm and won't be her last. Not by a long shot.
Handcuffing a pretty girl to a chair is easy; making sure she can hardly move an inch is a whole other matter. When Paige saw the cuffs in my hands I'm sure she thought things would be a walk in the park. It didn't take long from that grin to go away though. With her legs forced apart and arms pulled tightly to each chair arm there wasn't much she could do. To be sure, I dangled a vibed against her pussy to see if she could get herself off. As each minute passed I could see the pleading look in Paige's eyes. She only needed a nudge to go over the edge as she drove herself insane with frustration.
