Just before her gag was strapped tightly in place, Bella protested again that she had things to do. It didn't matter, as this was the interest due every week until she paid back the money she borrowed. She remained vocal enough that I agreed to her new rule to help quiet things down. Instead of a fixed two hours, she would be released after her first orgasm. We both knew that even with the magic wand on low, she would be writhing in orgasmic bliss without minutes under normal conditions.
The thing with last-minute changes is they are rarely thought through. While normally I would set the vibe to high and watch her orgasm over and over, nothing in the new arrangement required I leave it on. There was no longer a fixed time limit either. These were realizations Bella came to slowly as she was tied taut into a spread eagle on the bed. The wand was set to high, but plugged into a random on/off timer. 15 seconds on, 30 seconds off. 24 seconds on, 44 seconds off. The cycle ensuring Bella's kept wet and frustrated. Soon she was thrashing in her bonds in desperation. This was so much worse than two hours of orgasms would have been. Bella wished she had just kept her bright ideas to herself.
Bella was in the mood for some orgasms but needed a little foreplay first. Knowing how much she loves rope, that was a sure thing. Of course, I couldn't help but make it a little difficult for her. With her arms frogtied, her legs were tied apart on the hardwood floor. Since Bella was wearing pantyhose, she had to strain to keep herself together, and it was obvious the humiliating position was doing the trick.
Eventually she found herself on the floor with a wand stuffed into her pantyhose, and it was obvious an orgasm wasn't far off. Since she had been such a good sport, her arms were untied to help things along. With her legs still tied apart and screaming with pleasure into the roof, Bella finally got the dessert she was looking for.
Locked in wooden stocks suspended by chains, with her legs held apart by more chains, she wasn't in the best bargaining position. It had only been a day since the belt was locked tight around her waist before she came back pleading to get out. Now, with drool spilling past her panel gag, Mizz Unique's impulsiveness had only gotten her deeper into trouble.
She would be given a chance for release, but first she would need some time to get used to her current restraints. Plus, given her vulnerable position, it would be a shame not to encourage some struggling. Without warning, she's tickled relentlessly, causing her to thrash against the chains with no way to get away. She tried her best to endure it as she struggled to catch her breath. With only a taste of what's to come, Mizz Unique was given a choice. Spend the next two hours in her current position being tickled, or worse, and walk away free from the belt. Or be released now, with a week added to her chastity sentence.
She had spent weeks working up the nerve to try out her new self bondage device. A self contained magnetic lock with unlimited possibilities, especially useful when nobody was around to tie her up properly. To ensure everything would go to plan, she had tested it over and over. She had even attempted to lock herself up, but would keep chickening out and give the voice command to release the lock. Today would be different.
For her first real experience, Ariel knew a gag would be needed. A harness gag with a large ball would ensure no release commands could get through. Since this would be a short test, she opted for nipple clamps. They would have her in tears if left on for even ten minutes, but she loved how helpless she felt being unable to take them off. Last came her favorite Darby cuffs connected to her collar, the chain just short enough to make things uncomfortable. Before she changed her mind, she dropped the keys to the floor. Immediately, Ariel's heart started to race. She began to pull against her restraints and reach for the keys until her nipples felt like they were on fire. Time slowed as she tried to call out the release command, but it was no use. Just as she started to calm herself, her home assistant started to speak. "Time elapsed, sending release command...... Connection Error".
Despite being in the mood to be tied up earlier, Rachel couldn't help but protest once the ropes started to be pulled tight. Before her gag was pulled into place, she made it clear she was hoping for something a bit more pleasurable between her legs. Instead, she had a spike strip pressed against her by a crotch rope, which seemed to only enrage her further.
If she really wanted to be free, it seemed only fair that she earn it. As it happened, I had a new device that would be perfect. Once wired, all she had to do was hold down a button and endure a not so tiny shock for 10 seconds. After that, she would be free. Eager to be free, Rachel immediately held it down. A scream of pain and frustration poured past her gag as she barely made it past 3 seconds. She should have known it wouldn't be easy. What she didn't know was that the intensity increased after each attempt, ensuring she couldn't simply build a tolerance. Eventually she would be willing to pay the price for her release. She just had to want it badly enough.
