Reluctantly Gianna came over knowing she didn't have much of a choice. That is if she wanted any chance for an orgasm again. Putting her into a catsuit before locking her belt back on, groans of displeasure sound from behind her ballgag. She makes no effort to resist knowing that weeks could be added to her unknown chastity sentence. Bound uncomfortably upon the cage she struggles futilely against her handcuffs waiting for me to give her a chance at the orgasm as I promised. After several minutes Gianna's wait is over and I suspend a vibe in front of her locked belt. The slight vibration only serves to frustrate her more. Disgruntled, I remind her I offered a chance at an orgasm with a smirk. If only she knew I planned on keeping her in there at least another two weeks.
Hired to clean before a big party Sarah couldn't help but snoop around while she worked. Eventually she stumbles across a closet full of bondage gear and is enthralled. Completely forgetting about her job I find her examining and trying on the gear. No use as a maid, I decided to quench her curiosity with a little hands on training. Before long her elbows are cinched together and hoisted into a strappado connected to her hair. Unable to find a comfortable spot to rest Sarah squirms and protests behind her gag to no avail. When a vibe is pressed against her pussy all her discomfort fades away into a sea of pleasure. Something the party goers will be more than happy to keep going for the next several hours.
When Monica arrives she finds nobody home and a note to keep herself busy for a few hours. Quickly becoming bored she decides on some playful self-bondage to pass the time. She straps ballgag in her mouth first before putting on a set of legcuffs and handcuffs. Making her way into the cage she closes the door behind her to play the damsel role; giggling all the while. It's not until she's had enough and tries to push the seemingly unlocked door open that it doesn't budge. Secured with a 1,200lb magnet her 110lb body has no hope of budging it. Panic now sets in as Monica knows she's really stuck and worse, the keys are sitting on top of the cage out of reach. With hours to go before anybody will be home Monica's stuck playing a real damsel for a while.
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.
