Chatting with Lilly earlier in the day she made a comment that she was hoping for a challenge; something she'd regret asking for. Flipping through a mental library of predicaments, I knew just what would suit her nicely. Cuffed and shackled in a standing Y position with a large muzzle gag strapped in place I could see the regret on her face as I walked closer with a set of clover clamps. The real fun started when her cuffs above her head were tethered to her newly donned clamps on her nipples. Any attempt to rest them going forward will only pull harder on her nipples. A fact she is painfully reminded of as Lilly fights to keep her arms up. After only minutes she wants out but forced to hold her arms up. As I step away I give her a knowing look; one that tells her there's only one way the clamps come off and it's not with my help.
After quarrelling over something silly both Laci and Star found themselves bolted tightly to the floor with no hope of escape. With two magic wands sitting nearby, both were sure to stay on their best behavior to ensure their punishment time would at least be enjoyable. When the vibrators were strapped in place instead of simply turning them on, I give Star the box to control the speed of both. At first Star's own orgasm was all she wanted until she could see Laci getting close too. Fighting her own willpower she decided to tease Laci mercilessly, bringing her to the edge of orgasm while her spite denies her own.
With belts circling her wrists, elbows, legs, and body Billie was already fit to be tied. Always looking for a way out she tries every buckle she can reach without much success. The corset cinched around her waist doesn't help her efforts much either. Twisting and turning, struggling and falling over, Billie eventually makes some progress on on the one buckle she can reach. It doesn't help her much, but maybe in a few hours she'll get to the other six.
A little motivation goes a long way. In Viorica's case, any chance to get out of the awkward position she was cuffed in had her attention. Short chains pulled her into a semi-fetal position allowing her no movement or the ability to stretch a cramped muscle. Asking if she wanted out she perked right up only to be crushed as I tossed random keys around the room not knowing which one was real. Knowing she'll get no help from me there was only one thing to do... set off on a quest to find the key. Mumbling and grunting through her gag as she scoots along slowly; the sea of keys before her is going to take a while.
Ropes encircles Jamie's legs first, cinching them into a tight frogtie. More follows around her upper arms, elbows, forearms, and of course her wrists. All cinched and knotted with little room to even wiggle. Concern started to show as another cinched her waist to the bannister, especially when her neck was secured as well. A ballgag strapped tight in her mouth Jamie tries her best to twist and thrash against her bonds. The bannister holds with ease as she tries. Glancing around the room for any hope of rescue Jamie only see's her captor with a pile of rope in their hand.
