Looking up at the ceiling while tied helpless in a spreadeagle, Amelia prepared herself. nly minutes had passed, but the rubber bands on her arms had already worn her out. Every pull against them only resulted in her arm snapping back into its tight position. Soon, her desire to escape gave way to her growing desire to cum. Her struggles intensified as she was thrust into the throes of multiple orgasms. After a while Amelia had had enough and tried to back away, but the chains on her legs held firm. The wand is switched to high and her over-sensitive pussy sent her quickly into another series of orgasms.
I start Jem's arms and legs out in a frogtie using plenty of vetwrap to keep them secure; chains looped around her limb as convenient attachment points. At first Jem didn't understand why I used rubber bands to connect her limbs to the four corners of the bed. She might have asked too if not the panties taped in her mouth. I didn't take long in satiating her curiosity by adding another set of rubber bands pulling her limbs tighter apart. When I held up a pair of nipple clamps she really pulled against the bands but it was no use. Jem was helpless in my web.
One question I've seen asked a number of times is can girls really be forced to orgasm? Instead of joining the debate I decided to put it to the test with my beautiful assistant Jamie. She starts with her arms and legs tethered in restraints with a magic wand pinned against her pussy. Starting the timer at one minute and on a low setting Jamie does her best to prevent herself from cumming. I repeat the test with two and three minute intervals. The whole set is repeated again but on high with telling results. It's best to review our findings for yourself which you'll find to be quite conclusive!
With a body like Hannah's there was only one way to watch her struggle and that's with her arms and legs spread wide. The bed rails easily hold her in place as her large breasts bounce around for her effort. Once I have her gagged I setup a vibrator harness to keep her company. Little did I know at the time but she is VERY sensitive down there and had her melting on the lowest setting. The excitement only goes UP from there!
For years I've had a little end table kicking around and never knew what do with it... until Rayna. Looking sexy in her catsuit, corset and posture collar I handcuff and chain her to the table. A big red ballgag soon follows as Rayna struggles to find any weak spots. To make sure she doesn't get too comfortable a heavy rubber band connects to her collar pulling her head down. Unable to keep her head upright, Rayna can't help but drool helplessly all over the floor.
