It had been years since Faith had been tied up, and her excitement was clear when she showed up hours early. Using a spare key, she let herself in and couldn't wait to start, except nobody would be around to help for several hours. Seizing the opportunity, she decided to put herself in a little bondage. Something simple that, hopefully, wouldn't get her into trouble. Faith started with a ball gag before moving into the cage with a set of handcuffs and leg cuffs. On a whim, she put the keys to the cuffs outside the cage so she would have to work for her release.
Before getting back in, she tried to find out how to lock the cage, mostly to ensure she didn't become trapped. Since the lock didn't seem to work, she climbed in and set to cuffing her legs and wrists together. Faith couldn't help but smile behind her gag as she playfully pulled at her self-imposed restraints. BANG! Startled by the sound, she snapped out of her revery, trying to figure out what it was. Only when her foot pressed on the door did she realize what happened. A few kicks and a shake of the bars confirmed her worst fear. Unknown to her, she had activated the magnetic lock once she went inside, but the door was just out of reach to make contact. A shift in her bondage was all that was needed to make it slam home. As fantasy turned to hard reality, Faith tried everything to break free but nothing budged. Defeated, she laid down and accepted her sentence.
For months, SleepyCat was looking forward to her visit. The idea of wearing something beyond fuzzy handcuffs was truly exciting. As she toured the space, it became obvious what her real agenda was. She didn't want to just be tied up, but also have a vibrator tied tightly between her legs. So when I suggested she try on the fiddle, Cat didn't hesitate.
Once locked in, she was offered the key and a reward if she could get free. Assuming it would be easy and she'd be on her way to an orgasm in no time, she eagerly accepted. Unfortunately for her, with the lock under the device, only then did she realize there was no way to reach it. Grunts of agitation filled the room as a ball gag was strapped into her mouth. When asked if she knew what the first lesson was yet, but was only met with a glare. I'm sure she'll figure it out over the next few days.
After hours of torment, Bella could use a break. What better way to recharge her batteries than with some mummification and orgasms? After she was instructed to sit in the chair, layers of plastic were coiled around her chest and legs, ensuring she was held tight against it. With a few adjustments, the wand mounted between her legs was pressed firmly against her pussy. With a click, the wand sprang to life on high, causing Bella to go rigid with pleasure. With nowhere to go and no hope of escape, she squinted her eyes, knowing the first of many orgasms was coming. Instinct compelled her to struggle, but it only turned her on more.
It was obvious something was on Sage's mind as she nervously paced around. Finally working up the courage, she asked if she could spend the next 24 hours in bondage, something that would really push her limits. Lucky for Sage, I had just the predicament to kick off her adventure.
The weight of the iron holding her wrists and neck secure was immediately noticeable as she struggled to hold up her arms. Spotting the nipple clamps in my hand, Sage let out a groan, knowing there was no escape. What she didn't expect was for them to be connected to the end of her pipe restraints. In an instant her nipples were on fire as she accidentally pulled on them. Quickly correcting her mistake, Sage forced her arms high, only to have them instantly fatigue. With only minutes into her predicament, she couldn't help but think she might not last the next 15 minutes, let alone 24 hours.
As Ariel toured the studio, admiring all the toys and gear, her eyes lit up when she spotted a straitjacket. I offered to let her try it out; she said it had been years since she'd been in one and loved how they felt. Making sure it was plenty tight, she was then gagged with some mild protest.
After she's tied into a hogtie, she really started to protest and made it clear she was ready to be released. Ariel knew better, though. Her release would have to be earned, and across the room lay her salvation. A simple bell that when rung would grant her freedom. Getting there would take some effort, but Ariel knew she had no choice if she wanted out of her bondage.
