#1488 2016-05-08
52 photos, 16 min video 
I could tell from the start she was no stranger to ropes, but I played along anyway. As long as she pretended to have never been tied up before, I pretended to be a rope newbie. If she was hoping to escape easily from shoddy ropes, Briella was in for a surprise. Once her first leg was bound it was obvious this wasn't my first time. As her other leg and arms soon followed, we continued with our white lies. Her not wanting to admit she was hoping for an easy escape and me nodding agreement when she asked if I'd let out her soon. One thing is clear: Briella will think twice before telling any more white lies in future.
#1522 2016-05-01
58 photos, 15 min video 
It was only a matter of time before curiosity got the better of her and she had to try bondage for herself. The clothes, rope, restraints, and especially the gags all looked fun. Since it was her first time, she wanted her hands tied in front, so she could get out easier. An easy request, but getting free isn't on the menu. Claire's arms are tied to her sides with her elbows cinched. With all the knots behind her you can see on her face that she knows she is stuck. A few more loops and Claire is hogtied on the floor, barely able to roll over. I remind her that her hands are still bound in front; she's free to escape whenever it suits her.
#1492 2016-03-17
37 photos, 12 min video 
Steel cuffs encircle her wrists and ankles, but Niki knows this is just the beginning. Padlocks followed by chain leave her immobilized in a hogtie. Struggling, she knows her strength is no match for the metal, but she still has to try. Thumbcuffs are next, ratcheted tight around her thumbs and toes. More steel is added unnecessarily, at least from Niki's point of view. Any hope of escape is now long forgotten. As a final torment she's left chained from her collar to her ankles. Holding herself in an arch, the pressure on her neck is minimal, but she soon realizes that any attempt to relax is not an option.
#1487 2016-03-10
110 photos, 14 min video 
Eyeing the clear tape in my hands, I could tell what Briella was thinking. A strong breeze can usually rip the cheap packing tape away, and her upcoming bondage was going to be momentary at best. Wrapping her legs first, the lack of noise tipped her off that something was awry. Silently, the tape was soon locking her elbows together, continuing to compress tighter long after it was cut from the roll. Her mouth now stuffed with a rag, the tape circles her mouth and clamps the cloth gag tightly in place. Muffled mews of protest struggle to escape her packed mouth, with little success. Her fingers are saved for last as several coils of tape render them useless. Clear or not, this tape meant business, and Briella knew she was in trouble.
#1466 2016-01-21
66 photos, 12 min video 
Merula's expression said it all. When she was told I'd have her drooling for more, this was clearly not what she had in mind. She didn't have to like the situation, but she knew to keep her protests to a minimum. She could see the piles of chain nearby and realised that her situation could only get worse. Instead, Merula put her efforts towards trying to escape, the mitts on her hands keeping them tethered behind her with her fingers unable to help. In the end, all Merula managed to do was produce a large pool of drool under her gag. If she only knew how much bigger it would become before the night was over.
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