You would have hard-pressed to find a challenge for Hazel that she wasn't up for, let alone eager to try. Today was no exception as I had quite a predicament for her. Using some belts I rigged her arms into a tight boxtie and chest harness. A few more to keep her legs secure to the table and a ballgag and she was ready for the main event. A fresh pair of clover clamps took firm hold of her defenseless nipples; the chain connected to an eyebolt in front of her. Drool already flowing around her gag I had one last trick up my sleeve. One final strap connects her chest harness to a pole behind her and is pulled tight. As it pulls her torso back the nipple clamps are made taught. Any struggle is painfully discouraged in her new predicament.
There probably isn't any bondage that Joy wouldn't enjoy. Suggesting a predicament, however, will get her to do anything. For this adventure, she starts off with a strappado and light chest harness to keep her semi-suspended. The real fun starts when the nipple clamps go on and are connected to a floor anchor without any slack. It doesn't take long before her arms want a break and she instinctively pulls up only to be sharply pulled back down. Joy eventually gets frustrated and tries to pull off the clamps to end her torment but finds she doesn't have the leverage, only a painful lesson is gained.
Normally the girls that end up in one of my predicaments did something to get there. They could have been bratty, uncooperative, or simply overconfident in their ability to escape. In Lola's case, it was none of that. I simply wanted to see her tied up tight and on display. Helplessly drooling is always a bonus in which she was able to supply abundance. Truth be told, rope wrapped around a catsuit is always a sight to enjoy. The perfect accent to my room.
Vivian returns for more run in ropes this week. Sporting a sexy red catsuit she is tied spreadeagle in the basement. Just to be sure she truly can't escape, her head harness is secured to the ceiling. Standing on her toes there's not much she can do but drool as she attempts to get free. That doesn't mean that her situation can't get worse as Vivan soon discovers. Her final torment is a crotch rope that is secured to the floor, her entire body being pulled in all directions now.
It only took a week into her two week sentence before Lucy was at my door. Despite her practically begging me to keep the keys from her I let her in. No amount of pleading would have me giving up those keys early. If anything I wanted to extend her time. I could tell she was getting frustrated so I offered a challenge. If she could escape a pair of handcuffs, with the key, I'd open the belt. In her desperation Lucy readily accepts without asking details. So when I put her in hinged handcuffs and elbow cuffs she knows she's in trouble. We both know she's not getting free without help but only one of us has accepted this fact. There's no way to know for sure chances are good she'll be spending a least a month in her belt. Maybe I'll charge her an extra week to let her out of the cuffs?
