As Sarah lies on the cold floor, she finds her predicament not unlike the fish the net normally captures. Even with all her intelligence all she can do is twist and pull against the thin ropes hoping for a weakness. Zipties cover her body, fingers, arms, and head helping make her bondage as frustrating as possible. Even her gag is ziptied on in case any prying fingers get any ideas. As time moves on more zipties are added and she's drawn up into a hogtie; the netting pressing hard against her eyes taking away any hope of spotting a weakness.
Squirming and moaning through her gag Gianna was determined to get some attention. As she found out, she should have quit while she was ahead. Right away her ropes are tightened up before a leather hood is pulled over her gagged head. To ensure she is well distracted, a magic wand is put on a pole between her legs. Between the jeans and awkward position frustration builds quickly. Well distracted now I leave the vibe to buzz away. Maybe she cums, maybe she doesn't. Maybe she'll regret the extra attention, only time will tell.
What could be better than one girl mummified in a secluded basement? Two of course! Jamie in tight black pallet wrap and Serene in an equally secure situation. Just to be sure neither worm away anywhere, both are bolted to the wall with metal straps. Frantically struggling it's obvious there's no possible escape but that doesn't stop them from trying. The dancing really begins when their sides and feet start to be tickled. The drool really starts to fly.
After being locked in her chastity belt for 3 weeks Tara's attitude had increased by leaps and bounds. Suffering the embarrassment of it showing under clothes and other inconveniences, she was willing to do just about anything to get it off. With that in mind she is bolted to a pallet table to inspect the belt and ensure it's not tampered with. If she's tickled and teased a bit; I'm sure she won't mind. Not if she doesn't want to spend another week locked inside the chastity belt.
Every girl needs a reward once in a while, but nothing says that everybody can't have a little fun as well. Sarah starts strapped tightly down to her cage with a dozen belts. Arm and legs frogtied and everything exposed and vulnerable. She struggles for a while trying to anticipate what will come next until she sees the magic wand. Hung from the ceiling it's perfectly hung to lightly press against her clit, instantly causing her to squirm. When the vibe is eventually turned on high, gravity does its work all too well leaving Sarah gasping from the first of many orgasms to come.
