It was obvious something was on Sage's mind as she nervously paced around. Finally working up the courage, she asked if she could spend the next 24 hours in bondage, something that would really push her limits. Lucky for Sage, I had just the predicament to kick off her adventure.
The weight of the iron holding her wrists and neck secure was immediately noticeable as she struggled to hold up her arms. Spotting the nipple clamps in my hand, Sage let out a groan, knowing there was no escape. What she didn't expect was for them to be connected to the end of her pipe restraints. In an instant her nipples were on fire as she accidentally pulled on them. Quickly correcting her mistake, Sage forced her arms high, only to have them instantly fatigue. With only minutes into her predicament, she couldn't help but think she might not last the next 15 minutes, let alone 24 hours.
Ariel had only seen the lighter, more glamorous side of my bondage work. So when she reached out for her first visit, she had a very different experience in mind. What she got instead was strapped tightly to the restraint bed, unable to move an inch. Unexpected, sure, but a pleasant surprise in her mind. Maybe this wouldn't be boring after all.
Just as she began to settle into her restraints, the real torment started. An onslaught of tickling, ice, and water hit her all at once, forcing every muscle in her body to tense. There was nowhere to go, nothing to do but endure and try to catch her breath. Even in the brief moments of reprieve, a block of ice stayed pressed against her pussy while another slowly dripped onto her face from above. Mascara running, body cold and soaked, a dreadful thought crept in. If this was only the first fifteen minutes, what would the next two days bring?
I knew exactly what Kaecie was thinking as I tied her to the good girl chair. She was already preparing herself, doing everything she could to resist an orgasm. Just to spite me. But life is full of learning experiences, and this time, I came prepared. With the wand already running on high, I gave her a few moments to steel her body and mind. Once she was locked in, I explained the rules of today's game: she doesn't get free until she orgasms.
Even behind the pump gag, I could see the realization hit. We both knew the catch. Once Kaecie commits to denial, turning that train around is nearly impossible. She should have known that I wouldn't let her get away with being a brat forever. Then again, maybe this was her master plan all along.
With Camila, the mere suggestion of bondage earns an immediate "Yes!" with no questions asked until she's already helpless. Once the last strap was bolted down, pinning her securely to the floor, her confusion began to show. Realizing she could barely move, let alone escape, Camila seemed to answer her own unspoken question. Only then did I reveal the magicwand, mounting it between her legs. As it pressed firm against her pussy, her eyes widened as anticipation and dread mingled. Without warning the switch clicked on, and her world blurred. Camila's first orgasm hit within moments, her body writhing against the restraints as she fought to escape the overwhelming waves of pleasure crashing through her. Defeated, she couldn't think of anywhere else she'd rather be.
It had been a while since Bella had stopped by and was curious when she saw some new furniture. Since showing is always better than telling, she's stripped down and strapped to the platform. Only then do I show her how some of the attachments work. Incapable of even struggling, she knows her fate is sealed. Watching Bella hopelessly fight against the magic wand never gets old, but that wasn't enough. To really put her bondage to the test, she's tickled relentlessly. It's a wonder she can even catch her breath.
