Ariel vs. Her Cold Torture

belts, ice, lingerie, restraint-bed, stockings, strict, tickling, water

Ariel vs. Her Cold Torture

Ariel had only seen the lighter, more glamorous side of my bondage work. So when she reached out for her first visit, she had a very different experience in mind. What she got instead was strapped tightly to the restraint bed, unable to move an inch. Unexpected, sure, but a pleasant surprise in her mind. Maybe this wouldn't be boring after all.

Just as she began to settle into her restraints, the real torment started. An onslaught of tickling, ice, and water hit her all at once, forcing every muscle in her body to tense. There was nowhere to go, nothing to do but endure and try to catch her breath. Even in the brief moments of reprieve, a block of ice stayed pressed against her pussy while another slowly dripped onto her face from above. Mascara running, body cold and soaked, a dreadful thought crept in. If this was only the first fifteen minutes, what would the next two days bring?



Bella Ink vs. Her Shuddering Prison

forcedorgasm, ironpipe, nudity, orgasms, printedtoys, pumpgag, spreadeagle, tickling

Bella Ink vs. Her Shuddering Prison

On most days, if you put a vibrator near Bella, you can probably make her cum. After her first couple of orgasms, if she isn't secured well, she'll fight with everything she has to break free. Curious how well the 3D printed restraints would hold up, this seemed like the perfect test. With a pump gag filling her mouth and her wrists, ankles, and neck locked to a metal frame, it was time to experiment. From the moment the switch is flipped, Bella doesn't disappoint. Pleasure hits her instantly, and she pulls against the restraints in frantic desperation. The first orgasms leave her shuddering and sweating in the cold basement. Gasping for breath behind the gag, she fights to escape before the next one crashes down, but she's already too late.



Bella Ink vs. Her Breaking Point

belts, forcedorgasm, nudity, orgasms, panelgag, restraint-bed, strict, tickling

Bella Ink vs. Her Breaking Point

It had been a while since Bella had stopped by and was curious when she saw some new furniture. Since showing is always better than telling, she's stripped down and strapped to the platform. Only then do I show her how some of the attachments work. Incapable of even struggling, she knows her fate is sealed. Watching Bella hopelessly fight against the magic wand never gets old, but that wasn't enough. To really put her bondage to the test, she's tickled relentlessly. It's a wonder she can even catch her breath.



Kaecie vs. Her Welcome Back

breathplay, forcedorgasm, frogtie, interview, rigging, rope, tickling

Kaecie vs. Her Welcome Back

After being on hiatus for a few years, Kaecie reached out hoping to be tied up. As it turned out, she had been craving a session for quite some time. For my part, I was ecstatic to have her back and felt she deserved a welcome back. Something that Kaecie would definitely appreciate (and possibly regret a bit). With a few coils of rope, she finds herself immobile on the couch in a very vulnerable position. Regardless of how she's teased, tickled, slapped, or tormented, she can barely move. Trying to do so only caused her to pull tighter on her neck rope. Once she's warmed up, her real treat comes out. Set to high, the wand quickly brings her to orgasm again and again until she's begging to turn it off.



Lola vs. Her White Lie

ballgag, catsuit, device, rigging, tickling

Lola vs. Her White Lie

When Lola was asked if she was ticklish, she vehemently answered no. She might as well have tattooed "I'm extremely ticklish" on her forehead. Still, it's best to test these assumptions out. For that, she is bolted to the floor to keep struggling to a minimum. She's given a few minutes to try and escape and struggle, but the nylon straps don't budge. Knowing she's helpless, her feet are tested first. Screams of laughter erupt from behind her ball gag. With even the slightest touch can elicit such a response, Lola knew she was in trouble. Hoping that I wouldn't test her little white lie, she could only hope the next hour would pass quickly.