Just a few minutes is all Jamie had to wait. I had promised her one of her favorite positions with the magic wand bound in just the right spot. I hadn't left her alone for 3 minutes but when I came back she had started the party without me. So with a quick change of plans Jamie soon found a different device bound to her pussy. The cold steel of the chastity belt cools her off quick as her cries of protest fall on deaf ears. There won't be any orgasms for Jamie today or maybe the week; I haven't decided yet. For now I'll just watch her work out her frustrations.
The faint buzzing from the other room was unmistakable and when I walked in my suspicions were confirmed. Instead of cleaning up the toys Violet was having her fun with the magicwand. Taking it away would be too easy. By the time I was done, Violet was wearing a steel chastity belt with her arms crossed in front of her inside leather opera mittens. Some rolled up panties and clear tape kept her protests at bay. Before leaving her to struggle on the bed I toss the keys to her freedom in front of her. With her arms and mouth rendered useless, she can only stare helplessly at them and struggle.
Earlier in the day Amanda made the claim that she could give out of any bondage with enough time. I offered her a tidy sum if I couldn't restrain her without escape. Blinded by confidence she didn't flinch when I bolded her limbs to the floor one by one. By the time the last strap holding her neck down was in place I could see doubt starting to creep in. After the first 20 minutes Amanda knew she was cooked and wanted to give up. I reminded her of our 4 hour minimum as I secured a Hitachi to her pussy. As I leave her to 'escape', I wonder how many times she'll cum over the next few hours.
When girls go poking around all my toys asking what everything does I'm happy to answer. With a demonstration of course. So when Amy had my ErosTek box in one hand and a bag of balloons in another it wasn't long before she wish she hadn't asked. With the ErosTek box set to shock on every loud noise Amy had some choices to make. Stay bound, gagged and quiet as a mouse or try and pop the balloons to find the keys to her restraints. Lucky for us, Amy tries for the balloons. Her chest bouncing as she tries to pop each and every one of them.
So what do you do with a bratty girl? Some time tied to a pallet in a cold basement is a good start. Wearing only skimpy lingerie she started to complain but a matching ball gag took care of that. Limb by limb I secured her tightly to the pallet as she protested something about splinters through her gag. Once I was done a crotch rope ensured her helpless discomfort. Stormy for her part remained defiant for quite awhile; at least until I discovered how ticklish she was!
