Faith may be as green as they come to bondage but came determined to challenge herself. With it being her first time in ropes, handcuffs, or well, any bondage she takes to it like a fish to water. Even with her arms and legs tied to opposite ends of the room, she's got a huge grin on her face. Her only complaint? Even stripped down to her panties it's still too hot. Near 100F/38C degree days with air conditioning will do that. Always a problem solver I pull a bag of chains from the freezer which instantly gets a reaction. Helpless and naked I lay them across her body forcing her to squirm but it's no use. One by one they crisscross her body, the cold metal making sure Faith get's her wish to escape the heat.
One of the many things that I love about bondage is that one tweak or rope can change the entire dynamic of a scene. As Peach struggles in her stocks trying to figure a way out she assumes this is it, the worst of it. While not uncomfortable in the short 15 minutes she's been struggling one little rope will change all that. Wrapped around her waist the rope doesn't catch her attention until it's cinched to the rings below. As it's slowly pulled tighter she instinctively bends her knees allowing what little slack she had to be ripped away. Within minutes her legs begin to tire as she struggles to keep pressure off her neck. How long can she last?
Summer wasn't under any illusion that she would be getting free anytime soon. Looking pretty in her catsuit already a few accessories will bring her over the top. Wooden stocks, ballet boots, chains, and a matching ball gag. Just the basics really. With just a handful of items, you wouldn't think Summer would complain so much. Something about not being able to move at all. She doesn't give up despite the long odds against her escape.
Counting the minutes as I wait for Rachel to arrive it occurs to me that this is a learning opportunity. As she walks through the door 9 minutes late she offers no apology, implying it's a trivial amount of time. Leading her upstairs a few chains short work of her freedom but Rachel was expecting bondage. What she didn't anticipate was the nipple clamps tethered to the ceiling above. The chain is short enough that she much arch her back to keep the pressure off; exhaustion setting in quickly. It's then I let her know that her release will come in 9 minutes. As it's such a trivial amount of time, this should be a piece of cake for her. If I didn't know better though, I'd say she was counting the seconds.
What looks like leg cuffs with a very long chain to Naomi turns out to be more than it appears. Wrapping the chain behind her neck and under her arms the handcuffs end in the middle of her back. A few clicks of the cuffs and she's left in a partial reverse prayer, unable to escape. The awkward position only foreshadows what's to come as more chain leaves her unable to move at all. To make matters worse the key to her release in only a couple feet away but might as well be miles. The ball tie seems innocent enough at first glance but renders the sub, Naomi, quite helpless. All points of leverage that allow even the slightest movement are useless and serve only to leave her exhausted and out of breath.
