With plenty of chains and padlocks in hand I was well prepared to give Briella a warm Bondage Junkies welcome. Locking the chains to anchors in the floor I secured each of her limbs as far as they could reach before adding a steel spider gag. After several minutes of struggling I discover Briella is ticklish... VERY ticklish. It's a good thing those anchors are strong! The real test comes when the Hitachi is bound tightly to her pussy, buzzing on high, unable to squirm away from it's pleasures. It's not long before the pleasure overpowers her willpower to escape and submits to her situation.
When I told Ludella that in addition to tying her up, I could give her a workout she was a bit skeptical. Getting tied up and not feeling guilty about skipping the gym must have been too tempting however. With her bound in plenty of orange rope I pulled out my secret weapon; some heavy rubber bands. Secured to the headboard Ludella's objective is simple. The workout is over when she can either reach the scissors or break the bands. It's not long before this whole body workout gets her sweating. After adding her gag and blindfold I think she might be wishing she picked the gym!
It seems that Billie can never catch a break from the rubber bands when she's around me. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I'm sure it has something to do the fact they frustrate the hell out of her. Today is no exception when Billie find herself rendered helpless by a handful of rubber bands. In some ways her predicament is worse than a typical hogtie; she can't even turn over! Billie gives it her all but I have a feeling it will be awhile before any of those bands decide to let her go.
I had frogtied Dixie to the bed and secured her wrists with cuffs and heavy rubber bands. I let her stew for a while; struggling HARD in her bonds. When I tied a magic wand in place it was too easy for her to control the intensity of the vibe. I wanted her helpless, fighting against the rubber bands to shut it off. Thinking quickly, I removed the rope and added rubber bands to the magic wand. Every struggle now just pressed it harder against her pussy and right on target. After her first orgasm, Dixie tried everything she could to stop the next one... not a chance.
From the moment her overconfident wry smile appeared I knew I was about to have some fun. Once Billie found out she was going to get bound with rubber bands escape was a given for her. Playful tugs progressed into concerned yanks as the unrelenting rubber splayed her arms apart over and over and over. With her breathing already elevated I slipped a gasmask over her head forcing her to concentrate on her breathing. As the minutes pass so does the strength in her arms. Poor, poor Billie.
