One by one Monica's chains are pulled tight. The strictness of her situation creeps up on her as the chains have no give. Just as she thinks things can't get tighter, another chain is added and then another. By the time her gag is chained to the pole above her it takes an effort of will to make the slightest attempts at escape. Even if she could, the chainlinks keeping her locked up are well out of reach. Still, Monica can't help but try, even if there's only a small chance that something will give.
Her bondage doesn't start out too difficult. Just a frogtie with her elbows and wrists secured. When the neck rope is added, though, Paisleigh has to pull herself high on her knees to keep the pressure off. She tries to struggle, but knows it won't help. There isn't much that can phase Paisleigh. Tight bondage, gags, predicaments; she can take them all on. Vibrators, however, leave her weak in the knees. She's in a situation that leaves her with a simple choice: Succumb to endless orgasms, or keep her neck rope loose. If only she could reach the power switch.
With the staff turnover in the cleaning industry being so high, we soon found ourselves looking for another maid. Stasha is excited at first when she sees her outfit, but is a bit skeptical of the bondage requirement. Needing the job she decides to at least give it a try, allowing her arms and legs to be bound in belts. To her surprise it wasn't that difficult to sweep the floor with her bondage. Feeling confident, she agrees to continue and is gagged for her last test. Focused on the job at hand while trying not to fall over, Stasha tries to reach the final belts in the cage. She doesn't notice the door shutting in time, locking her in. She had already got the job, whether she wanted it or not.
Strapped tightly into her straightjacket, Tara tries her best to get free. The railing she's strapped to keeps her well in place along with the spreader bar between her legs. Even her gag is secured to the pole behind her, further limiting her movement. Undeterred, she does her best, to little avail. Her exposed breasts are soaked in drool for her efforts, gleaming on the shiny rubber. Maybe with enough time and drool she can squirm her way out. I'm willing to wait and see.
After receiving an amazing padded , I was left a dilemma: it needed to be broken in properly. Lucky for me, Khristall needed a place to try and escape her straitjacket. With her legs frogtied as well, it's a bit of a drop if she wants to get away. A gas-mask is put over her ballgag, making her struggles a bit more labored. To her dismay, however, the latex proves to be surprisingly strong, as does the furniture beneath her. I'm sure it won't take more than a few hours to break it in; Khristall won't mind...
I realized all too late the monster I had created. Just the suggestion of the crazy idea and Hannah was all over it. I was reluctant at first as I suspected it might be too much for her but Hannah was having none of that. With a sigh, I gathered the pipes, chains, and rope and started her off with a arm to leg hogtie. Balanced on a padded , the two pipes slid under her arms and legs while being held up with chain to suspension hooks. After pulling away the , Hannah was held up by only the pipes, her face happily grinning. Her mood changed a bit once the panel gag was strapped in place. I assured her she could spend as much time as she wanted struggling in the air.
The leather mitts on her hands certainly cramped her escape plans. Then again, the multitude of zip ties wrapped tightly around her body weren't helping either. Always a fighter, Abby still struggles and strains against her hopeless situation. Her efforts are not without reward. After building up a sweat in her catsuit, a magic wand is zipped between her legs. With no ability to squirm away, Abby is more than happy to resign herself to her fate and enjoy her predicament.
Just a single chain: that's all it took not only to render Merula completely helpless, but utterly immobile as well. From the hood on her head to the ballet boots on her feet, she's covered in form-fitting pvc; the perfect backdrop for the silver chain to snake itself around her body. Just to be sure that escape is not an option, a little tickling gave her reason to have a good struggle, but not much else for her effort. All she can do is struggle in her bondage, and hope that several screws decide to come free.
Tara started off with a simple chair tie which already makes her nervous. Sadly for her, her situation was only going to get worse from here. The good news was that only one more rope would be added. The bad news was that it was about to make her really, really uncomfortable. With only her hands to support most of her weight, Tara tried her best to keep the rope from burying itself in her pussy. No small feat when her arms are already shaking after a couple of minutes. That's the beauty of predicaments; it's her choice to hold herself up.
Kajira figured she was crafty. When she figured I wasn't looking, she grabbed the spare keys and shoved them under a pillow. I could have bound her tight and taken the keys away, but where's the fun in that? Instead, I made sure the locks were on there for good by snapping them off in the lock. Spare keys or not, she wasn't getting out, ever. Struggling was her only option, in the small hope that one of the chains would come loose. Kajira had made her bed and now it was time for her to lie in it.
After my last maid quit, the long process of finding a suitable new girl began. Luckily for me, Hannah was more than willing to try out despite my less than conventional job requirements. I knew she would be a great addition to the staff when her elbows easily touched in her armbinder. She made her job look easy, so I stepped it up a bit for her next task. After adding a few belts I put her in the cage to fold clothes. Barely able to move inside the cage, she couldn't really do her job. That didn't matter though, because I had decided to hire her on the spot. It was hard to tell what she was saying behind her gag, but she seemed very excited when I told her the news. Especially when I told her she'd be spending the next 8 hours in the cage.
Seeing a high paying ad for a maid certainly captured Summer's interest. She knew going in that there had to be a catch, but it seemed worthwhile to at least check it out. So, when Summer was told there was a little latex and bondage involved, she wasn't surprised. Maybe she was even a little excited at the prospect. After starting out with a simple frogtie, she polishes the cage. Frustrated by how difficult such a simple task is and how uncomfortable the ropes are already, she knows it's not a good fit. Reluctantly, she decides to try a bit more in the hope that it might get easier. Her hopes are sadly dashed, though, as she should have known. Now with a harness gag, leg irons, and a rope tethering her harness in place, she's got the job. Summer's in for a very long first shift.
Stasha knew she was in trouble when the rope was put away and the chain came out. Breaking free from steel and padlocks is a bit more difficult than finding loose knots. It didn't take much to get her into a proper hogtie. Wrists, ankles, knees, and elbows all were cinched tight. I added a ring to her hair so it could join in on the fun. It was at around this point that my hand rubbed against her feet and I found she was ticklish. Ridiculously ticklish! Helpless and barely able to move, I gave her a reprieve from tickling after a while. Just long enough to add a chain tensioner to her predicament, making it even tighter, before I resumed the fun.
Eight hours in the cage, or an hour tied up. By her eagerness to hop on top of the cage, her choice was obvious. By the time Lucy's panel gag was strapped in place she seemed to be questioning her decision. As her elbows were cinched together, she was definitely regretting her choice. Her fun was just starting as her legs were frogtied and tied apart. Another was added to pull her chest harness back, arching her back. A final rope tied back her head harness ensuring a steady flow of drool. While some time relaxing in the cage might have been more comfortable, Lucy is left on cloud nine when a magic wand is put in her hands.
Curious but nervous about being in bondage for the first time, she asks her friend for help. Amelia is all too willing to help and has Samantha in a straitjacket before she can change her mind. The latex doesn't budge as Samantha tries to get free. In her distracted state Amelia straps a gag in her mouth before she can vocalize any protests. She's not with a heart however, and is soon teasing Samantha with a magicwand. Moans of struggle turn to pleasure as it seems Samantha might enjoy this whole bondage thing after all.
While Stasha played with a pair of handcuffs I explained how they're more difficult to escape than they let on. Putting them on and removing them seemed easy enough to her, at least without a blindfold. Before she could change her mind, I dared her to show me how easy it was. After putting in her gag and fastening her blindfold, she tossed her only key behind her. Lying down, Stasha then hogties herself with hand and leg cuffs. She soon finds out that without sight or even full mobility, things get quite a bit more difficult. Searching for her key, I can hear some regret in her grunts and moans as she squirms on the floor. She might have bitten off more she can chew, and one thing was for certain: Stasha's on her own.
