As with all new girls looking to get tied up I ask if they have any special requests. Usually it's clothes or shoes but not Mesa. All she wanted was that it be tight and leave her helpless. How could I refuse? Once I had her bound and frogtied to two long poles she got what she wanted and more. When the magic wand was eventually lowered in front of her Mesa lept into position only to be frustrated by it's light touch. Bound as she was the vibe only served to tease her to frustration. When she soon pleads for some relief Mesa gets a bit more than she bargains for!
After the 10th question from Billie it was clear I wasn't going to get any work done. She was in dire need of some quiet time. Once I had her trussed up in chains and a big yellow bean bag gag all she could do was try and kill some time... in silence. Billie can only squirm hopelessly in her pantyhose and chains trying to find a comfortable position.
The faint buzzing from the other room was unmistakable and when I walked in my suspicions were confirmed. Instead of cleaning up the toys Violet was having her fun with the magicwand. Taking it away would be too easy. By the time I was done, Violet was wearing a steel chastity belt with her arms crossed in front of her inside leather opera mittens. Some rolled up panties and clear tape kept her protests at bay. Before leaving her to struggle on the bed I toss the keys to her freedom in front of her. With her arms and mouth rendered useless, she can only stare helplessly at them and struggle.
One little roll of plastic. Jamie would have never believed it possible except here she was, totally helpless on my guest bed. She's not about to give up; grunting and moaning into her panties now taped in her mouth. Once she realized escape was out of the question I offered to let her if I couldn't make her cum. Skeptical, Jamie eagerly nodded in agreement. Once the Hitachi was wrapped tightly against her pussy there was nowhere to squirm to. Although it was something even the low setting had her doing plenty of. When I finally cranked it to high Jamie only had one thing on her mind and it wasn't to get free.
So what do you do with a bratty girl? Some time tied to a pallet in a cold basement is a good start. Wearing only skimpy lingerie she started to complain but a matching ball gag took care of that. Limb by limb I secured her tightly to the pallet as she protested something about splinters through her gag. Once I was done a crotch rope ensured her helpless discomfort. Stormy for her part remained defiant for quite awhile; at least until I discovered how ticklish she was!
