After hours of being tied up Sarah was beat. So when I offered to to let her take a nap while I ran some errands she immediately jumped under the covers. As I started to pull out of the driveway I couldn't help think, I can't just leave her... unfettered can I? Fast asleep she barely stirs from the ballgag that is padlocked on or the thumbcuffs locked onto her toes. Before I leave I hide the keys nearby and leave her a note to find them. I can only imagine her reaction when she finally wakes up!
Lexi wouldn't be the first girl I've tied up that get's blinded by pink. They seem mesmerized by it without a care in the world. So she opened up wide for the pink ballgag and watched happily as I locked her wrists with pink handcuffs. The reality is pink doesn't make them any less effective; a fact realized by Lexi a bit too late. By the time I was done with her she was a drooling mess wondering why she made it so easy for me. Before I go I left her to her struggles though, I attached the keys to her bikini top. They taunt her as they jingle knowing she'll never reach them but she'll have plenty of pink to keep her company.
Fox and her faithful slave girl - Footstool and foot worship
Fox always has only devoted slaves and this is no exception. This time she uses her slave girl as a footrest. Fox put her feet on the shoulder of her slave girl and relaxes. She watches TV while her slave girl is sitting on her knees with a gag in her mouth. Then Fox decides to reward her and takes off her gag. She lets her slave girl worship her beautiful feet This is a reward for the slave girl and she follows the order of the Mistress Fox instruction and clean her bare feet and toes.
Ruthie didn't know it yet, but the wooden pole taped to her ankles would be her bane, at least to start. She tries to struggle from the tape wrapped around her arms, body, and hands to no avail. Instinctively she tries to roll over for a better position but is soon stopped by the wooden pole. Frustrated she tries harder but the vinyl tape is not forgiving. Ruthie is more than ready for the Hitachi when I secure it in place. Buzzing away it doesn't take long for her to climax, and again, and again.
Amanda's legs are forced wide apart by the back of the chair. Her waist and ankles tightly secured to the wooden frame. Gagged and drooling onto the floor, she knew there had to be more. Her position was too easy; too comfortable. There was also the unused metal ring bound to her hair that had yet to be used. Amanda's suspicions didn't last long before her wrists were hiked high and secured through the very ring she was so curious about. Now her world was a balance. Pressure on her arms or pressure on her hair. A choice she'd be struggling with for a while.
The challenge seemed simple enough. Use the ballgag, nipple clamps, and leg and hand cuffs to secure herself to the chair until he got home. Knowing that Friday traffic can take hours Serene decides to keep the key close so she's not left stranded for too long. Enjoying her restraints, it only take a minute before she really starts squirming in her self imposed predicament. Each wiggle and squirm pushing her only key closer to the chairs edge. Before she knows it, Serene's fate is sealed for at least the next few hours. Her only hope of escape sitting on the floor inches away but hopelessly out of reach.
As Laci and I chatted before our interview she couldn't help but comment on how fake bondage was. How when her boyfriend does it she can squirm right out of it. She happily agrees to let me witness her escaping prowess in person as I locked chains to her collar, wrists, and legs. A chain around her neck and chest to keep her wrist cuffs high on her back and a bit gag for fun. Her expression immediately change when she realized this is not the bedroom bondage she's is used to. Laci struggles hard against the chains and floor bolts but we both know the keys in my hands are the only way out. As she soon finds out, if you're going to boast on your interview you better be able to back it up.
There were no hiding what my intentions for Liv were when the final knot tied in place. The Magicwand taunting her, knowing it's at my whim to turn it on and send her squirming. She gives her bonds a good struggle just to be sure nothing is loose but to no avail. The vibe is turned on low and her knees already start to weaken. Between the ropes holding her legs apart and rope around her waist there's no getting away from it. By the time the switch went to high Liv was in sensory overload, but nothing she can do.
Like a pretty decoration Viorica sat almost motionless in the middle of the room. With her legs locked behind her and arms to her side she could hardly move when she tried. Keeping her posture straight is a chain connecting her panel gag to the ceiling above. Between her legs is a magicwand and she knows what is to come; or thinks she does. Before switching it on Viorica's nipples are given a pair of clover clamps which are attached to the front of the table. As Viorica rides the waves of pleasure it doesn't take long before gets to be too much and she discovers her real predicament. To back away means to pull on her clamps; trapped in a vortex of pleasure and pain.
Chatting with Lilly earlier in the day she made a comment that she was hoping for a challenge; something she'd regret asking for. Flipping through a mental library of predicaments, I knew just what would suit her nicely. Cuffed and shackled in a standing Y position with a large muzzle gag strapped in place I could see the regret on her face as I walked closer with a set of clover clamps. The real fun started when her cuffs above her head were tethered to her newly donned clamps on her nipples. Any attempt to rest them going forward will only pull harder on her nipples. A fact she is painfully reminded of as Lilly fights to keep her arms up. After only minutes she wants out but forced to hold her arms up. As I step away I give her a knowing look; one that tells her there's only one way the clamps come off and it's not with my help.
In this new update series our girls are given challenges based on ideas from our members. Amanda is challenged to gag herself and put a hood over her head. She's then asked to cuff her legs and wrists and toss the key away. With her hinged handcuffs locked on tight the detail that the keyholes are facing up will soon come back to haunt her. Freedom is her reward, but until then, she's looking at least a few hours gagged in that hot hood if she can't manage to get free. It all sounded so easy to Amanda at first too.
Only we the viewers are the winners in this game. There is no escape for Star or Laci with their arms tied tightly behind their back. Both are pulled into strappados, ankles tied to each other. Every movement, shift, or struggle pulls to the other. If one strappado rope is pulled down, the other goes higher. It certainly doesn't help when they are tickled over and over forcing an ebb and flow of pulling and tugging against each other.
I could see Sky already plotting her escape as I coiled the duct tape around her legs. Her fingernails were poised ready to rip herself free. When I slid the pantyhose up her arms and taped it in place, the confidence slipped away. Her hands, now forced into fists, were taped together tight behind her back. A tape gag really got her blood boiling; all the better to struggle with. If she can't get out, I'm sure some time with a magicwand wouldn't be a bad consolation prize.
Despite being told that orgasms without permission would be met with consequences, more orgasms was unlikely to have been what Autumn envisioned. Frogtied and spread on top of a cage, the ropes holding her down tight, her struggles do not gain much purchase. A suspended magic wand is lowered against her pussy forcing an instant reaction. It doesn't take long before the first of many orgasms overtake her. Overwhelmed by the vibrations, Autumn tries to move away but the wand simply bounces perfectly back into place. As the third orgasm in as many minutes overtakes her, I wonder how many more it will take for her to learn her lesson.
Who needs fancy bondage hardware when there are tools all around you? When Mesa's wrists were tied together, she certainly wasn't expecting them to be tied to the front door knob. Bewildered about how easily the doorknob held her, she was really surprised when a crotchrope was applied and tied to the banister in front of her. Now forced onto her toes, more rope is applied to her legs, adding to her predicament. Her pleading look told me this wasn't what she expected when she asked for some quiet time.
Rope is nice but scissors won't help Serene out of this bind. Chains run around her legs, wrists, and arms, forcing her into a straitjacket position. Strapped to her head is a heavy harness gag with a pump gag filling her mouth. Starting off with three solid pumps, her cheeks instantly bulge from the strain. Purposely, the valve to her gag is left loose to bait her into deflating it. Soon enough she takes the bait and is rewarded with four pumps. Her face starting to match the color of her latex top, her chains hold firm with no chance of her squirming free of this one.
With heavy chains crossing her body and handcuffs on her wrists and ankles Amanda was already in plenty of trouble. She tried her best to resist the ball gag going in but little she could do to stop it. Not happy with the gag she does everything possible to push it out and complain. As Amanda soon finds out there's always a way to add more bondage. In this case it's a roll of vet wrap around her head sealing her ballgag and protests nice and tight. As I leave her to get more chain Amanda can't help but think maybe next time she should keep her protests to herself.
Ropes encircles Jamie's legs first, cinching them into a tight frogtie. More follows around her upper arms, elbows, forearms, and of course her wrists. All cinched and knotted with little room to even wiggle. Concern started to show as another cinched her waist to the bannister, especially when her neck was secured as well. A ballgag strapped tight in her mouth Jamie tries her best to twist and thrash against her bonds. The bannister holds with ease as she tries. Glancing around the room for any hope of rescue Jamie only see's her captor with a pile of rope in their hand.
A little motivation goes a long way. In Viorica's case, any chance to get out of the awkward position she was cuffed in had her attention. Short chains pulled her into a semi-fetal position allowing her no movement or the ability to stretch a cramped muscle. Asking if she wanted out she perked right up only to be crushed as I tossed random keys around the room not knowing which one was real. Knowing she'll get no help from me there was only one thing to do... set off on a quest to find the key. Mumbling and grunting through her gag as she scoots along slowly; the sea of keys before her is going to take a while.
Safira on the Rack
Release Year: 2020
Genres: fantasy/plot
Video language: English
Safira gets tied up on "The Rack" at Lydia's dungeon... I wonder what she did that was so naughty for Lydia to do that! Doesn't matter really does it? Safira looks so vulnerable! Does Lydia have other plans besides hanging Safira up for a spell? You'll just have to see for yourselves! Check out the photos and video!!!
