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Sarah vs. The Traffic Jam

Sarah was looking to get her weekend of bondage fun started as soon as possible. Only one problem, her boyfriend was stuck in traffic. Undeterred she grabs her toys and get him on the phone. He's all to happy to instruct her in tying herself up; maybe a bit too well. Blindly following his instructions (quite literally once told to put on a blindfold) she ends up with cuffs on her legs and wrists in a hogtie. After a good long struggle and heavy panting he gives her the OK to use the vibrator, but will he let her cum?



Ruthie vs. The Chair Wrap

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.



Liv vs. The Wallgasms

There were no hiding what my intentions for Liv were when the final knot tied in place. The Magicwand taunting her, knowing it's at my whim to turn it on and send her squirming. She gives her bonds a good struggle just to be sure nothing is loose but to no avail. The vibe is turned on low and her knees already start to weaken. Between the ropes holding her legs apart and rope around her waist there's no getting away from it. By the time the switch went to high Liv was in sensory overload, but nothing she can do.



Serene Isley vs. The Predicament

As Serene's body forced her to try once again to find a comfortable position she could only groan in frustration and exhaustion. Despite her situation, she couldn't help but be impressed by the torment she found herself in. While a strappado pulled her arms straight to the ceiling, a chain between her legs pulls her down. Stuck in the middle with no way to keep the strain off her wrists or trembling thighs. To make matters worse, strong clover clamps pull her nipples forward; punishing any attempt to find a comfortable position. As Serene's legs involuntarily jerk to find a better position another grunt escapes her gagged lips as the nipple clamps punish her once again. It's going to be a long night.



Jamie vs. Her Aching Toes

I could see that Jamie was regretting the terms of the bet already as she sits nervously in the chair. She could have the pick of any pair of shoes to keep, but has to stand for at least ten minutes in a pair of my choosing. To prevent any cheating her arms are bolted to a large wooden pole. With Jamie's mouth already gagged I lace up a new pair of ballet boots that go up to her knees forcing protests before I even hoist her to her feet. When the pole is finally raised and the timer started she's stuck between standing on her toes or hanging by her arms with both positions eliciting groans of discomfort. As the timer slowly ticks forward I remind her of the terms of our bet. That I can keep her there at least 10 minutes... but no upper limit was really ever agreed upon.