Flipping through bondage pics on her phone Bella smiles and points that the screen. She was looking to try something challenging and this would do it. Before she had a chance to change her mind, Bella is stripped down and tied to the top of the cage. Pulled into an arch, her neck rope is tied to her feet forcing her to maintain the difficult position. As the seconds tick by I can see she already wants out. She's reminded that it's only a challenge if she's actually challenged. Realizing she's in no position to argue, she soldiers on. You know it's a good predicament when she says nipple clamps were the easy part.
After spilling wine over a brand new catsuit, Gomita needed a little time to reflect. After pulling a straitjacket onto her, she figured that would be it. Unfortunately for her, a microfoam gag comes next keeping any further protests at bay. Straps to frogtie her legs, and finally a hood to put her in isolation. After a few minutes of struggling I pull her close by her straps. Gomita thinks she's being let go but instead she's lowered into the cage and locked in. Maybe by morning she'll have learned to be a bit more careful.
Lola loves to be mummified and was especially excited to try the challenge. As instructed she gags herself first before starting to wrap herself. Pulling the wrap tight as she spins around she can feel how tight it is after a few revolutions. As Lola circles the cage the wrap works its way down her body to her legs. The challenge is to get down to her ankles, struggle a bit, and remove the wrap by reversing direction. All was going perfectly until the wrap unexpectedly snagged, throwing her off balance. Without her arms Lola falls back onto the couch, ripping the wrap on the way down. Getting free is going to be far more difficult than she expected.
Sage manages to get herself into trouble again but this time she's not going to get off so easily. Gagged with a 2" ball gag, she's then hooded and collared. An armbinder keeps her arms secure with a couple of belts doing the same for her legs. For good measure, I put her in the cage to dial up her helplessness. Carelessly, the timer on the cage is set to two minutes instead of two hours and she manages to get out. It affords her some time to struggle and sweat in her hood. Her labored breathing sucking the fabric close to her face. I eventually discover the mistake and make sure to restart the timer properly this time. Starting at the full two hours of course.
Having had Joy in our studio a number of times it was time to learn more about her. Of course, making things interesting is what we do so instead of a chair she's put in the cage. Not stopping there, the spiky floor is installed. Handcuffs and chains limit her mobility so it's almost impossible to make herself comfortable. With the necessities in place, it's time for the questions.
