On her first visit here, TripSix hits the ground running with a tasty predicament. Well, she would have if her arms, legs, and toes weren't tethered to floor anchors. Trapped on her side, there's nowhere to go. Her fun is only just beginning; the real fun begins when her nipple rings are tied to a post as well. Every squirm is a constant reminder of how helpless she is, a fact she becomes acutely aware of when the magicwand comes out. Her body betrays her as the vibrations make her squirm with pleasure. Her nipples are pulled and tugged mercilessly.
Aria's arms and legs are frogtied in vetwrap, then it only gets worse from there. Chains are wrapped around her limbs, underneath them, and shoot out near her elbows and knees. Gagged, helpless, and vulnerable, the chains are easily pulled behind her and locked together. This leaves Aria barely able to move and requiring a lot of effort just to roll over.
Merula didn't seem worried as I cinched her elbows together. I could see her fingers feeling for the knots. All but one is well out of her reach. Once everything is cinched tight, she tries for her escape immediately. In her hogtied position it's not easy to work the knots, but she tries her best. Eventually she gets it; her movement speeds up in anticipation of some new found freedom. None will come, as the rope was only a ruse. Defeated, this is not longer the simple escape she thought it would be. Panting through her gag, she tries to figure another way out, knowing she'll have plenty of time to try to do so before she's set free.
Unlike rope, zipties only work in one direction. Tighter. Amanda knows that each click of the tie puts her further away from freedom. Each band pressing tight into her skin constantly reminds her of her predicament. Even her ballgag is ziptied, keeping it firmly trapped deep in her mouth. Amanda tries her best to find some weakness in her bonds only to be left frustrated. Drool spills onto her chest and she knows that breaking even one tie is nearly impossible, let alone a dozen.
Bound for her first time ever, Kaylee finds herself tied to an iron pole which nestles between her legs. Her wrists seem to float in front of her as they are bound to her toes, her collar leaving no comfortable position. Once a gag is strapped into her mouth it doesn't take long for the drool to flow. Nervous about what to expect to begin with, she was in neck deep now, especially with the thick collar she now found herself wearing. She tries her best to paw at the ropes for some sort of release, but pulling in one direction only causes discomfort in another. I'm sure she'll get used to it.
Given her abysmal success (or should I say failure?) rate of escaping from my binds, it's impressive how cocky she still is. Maybe that's my fault for being too easy on her and giving her the illusion that escape was possible. That was a mistake I am eager to rectify. I start her in a secure boxtie with her legs crossed and tied in front. It's not clear what her escape plan is, but I let her struggle. It's soon obvious that she has no master escape plan, so it's time to dash any hopes she had. I untie the rope holding her legs and loop it around the back of her neck. With her head pulled down to her toes, her mobility goes from 20% to 0%. Her confidence quickly fades, but she knows she's stuck for a long while.
After finding my ample stack of plastic wrap, Alex was quick to volunteer to be wrapped up. She admitted that after seeing other girls mummified, she was skeptical that such a flimsy material could hold someone in place. Before she could think better of it, Alex was nearly naked and the first layer was being wrapped around her body. Four layers later and Alex's tune was starting to change. I figured that an hour would be a good amount of time for her to escape. The loss of all mobility was apparently a surprise to her. Even her fingers seemed welded to her sides. I'm sure Alex will figure it out eventually. It's only flimsy plastic wrap, after all.
Standing free of all bonds, the challenge seemed easy enough for Clara. All she had to do was tie herself up, get the key on one side of the room, and use it to release her handcuff key. That's how it appeared on paper; however, in practice things were very different. As soon as the cuffs locked behind her back Clara tries to sit up for leverage when her nipple clamps pull tight. Scooting on the floor is possible, but is a very slow and arduous task. Each inch Clara moves she knows she's moving further away from the real key and that she has to backtrack. A dozen accidental tugs on her clamps later and she's back at the handcuff key. Her arms bound high on her back, the key low on the ground. Will she figure it out?
When TripSix's arms were locked into a strappado I could understand her sigh of relief. She was standing in very high heels, chains locked around her legs, elbows, and wrists. It was easy to assume the strappado was the last of her bondage. Her delusions of a cakewalk were dashed as strands of string were then tied to her nipple and tongue rings. With the excess looped around a kettle weight, I gave all three strings a good tug. Involuntarily, she crouched to take the pressure off, sealing her fate. In an instant, TripSix finds her strappado far more strict, her knees bent, and unable to stand without trying to lift a 15lb weight with her nipples. It's not long before her legs quiver from strain. Beads of sweat start to surface, and it's only been two minutes.
There's no doubt that Raven can walk in ballet boots as if she was wearing pumps. Unfortunately for her, there's always a way to make easy tasks more difficult. With the heel stems removed from her boots, she has no extra support to lean on. To ensure that she stays on her toes as she should, her arms are pushed through a suspension ring. A crotch rope is added and tied off to her wrists. Once I pull the rope pulley tight she's high on her toes. Any slack in her posture goes right to her crotch rope. Despite her predicament, she stands strong on her toes. Crotch ropes tend to incentivise well. It does beg the question, does she need both sets of toes on the ground?
After Summer had been reminded more than once of the consequences for not doing her chores, her laziness caught up with her. Begrudgingly, she was tied to a pole, her legs spread with a bar. Gagged and struggling, I'm sure she thought this was her punishment, but I had other plans for her. Wrapping a rope around her waist, I pulled the slack between her legs and tied it off to a weight. Hung off a ring in front of her, the weight pulled her crotchrope tight and kept it tight. Each twist in her bonds only made the rope dig deeper. Maybe Summer would learn her lesson this time. One thing was for sure, I had her full attention.
Unlike most activities that require special gear, bondage has no rules. Almost anything can work as a restraint. With a spool of heavy gauge ball chain handy, it was short work to immobilize Lucy against the cage. Easy to cut but hard to break, Lucy doesn't stand a chance when she tries to get free of the chains. As she starts to tire from her struggles, Lucy discovers that her pantyhose are perfect for holding a magicwand on that special spot. Without any warm up, it's set to high, leaving her bursting with energy. The first of many orgasms soon follow as the thin chains hold her tight. Drool flows freely from her gagged mouth, knowing she's there for the long haul.
With all her toys laid out for her challenge, Hannah starts by tightly securing her legs into a frogtie. Once notched tight she continues to her bit-gag, making sure it's well secured. Before she reaches the point of no return, Hannah sets a 10 minute timer to let her know when she can escape. Grabbing onto the suspension ring above her she pulls herself onto her knees while trying to stay balanced. Taping her release key to the ring she handcuffs herself, leaving her in a most uncomfortable position. So uncomfortable that after only 5 minutes she decides she can't take it and reaches for the key, accidently knocking it to the floor. Panicked, she tries to find a way free but she's done her job all too well. Hannah will need to get incredibly creative if she's going to figure a way out of this one.
With her strappado pulling her up onto her toes, Michal wasn't exactly starting from a comfortable position. Adding clover clamps to her nipples certainly didn't make it any easier either. Before she could complain, I attached her nipple clamps to a ballgag ball and a couple of pounds of chain attached to it. Holding it near her mouth she was given three seconds to accept and keep it in her mouth or get an unpleasant yank on her nipple clamps. Choosing the first option, she greedily grabbed the ball. THe fate of her nipples rested in her ability to keep it in her mouth. Given the stakes, the rest of her bondage suddenly didn't seem so bad.
Sandra Silvers & Lisa
Release Year: 2017
Genres: Bondage, Tied
Video language: English
The ropes dig into their shapely legs in no less than 5 places, ankles, mid-calf, below the knees, lower thighs and an upper-thigh rope biting into the ladies legs creating strict butt-shelves out of their lovely asses. A cruel crotch rope bites into them as strict chest harnesses and relentless ropes weld their arms behind their backs.
With years of updates on the site to pick from, it's common to get requests to recreate a prior scene. Usually they are scenes that looked fun, but in Hannah's case, the recreated scene was the most challenging. Originally done with Serene, the predicament was a perfect storm of evil. Aside from the obvious, the position seemed to cause muscle spasms that had Serene to move, usually at the expense of her nipples. This was a sensation that Hannah soon confirmed once in the position. A trifecta of discomfort between her legs, nipples, and arms, there was no way to stay still. Unlike Serene, Hannah is eventually rewarded with the magicwand. When asked if she'd prefer it tighter or to have an orgasm, her answer was simply: why not both?
With a bin of pantyhose in front of her, Terra was convinced she was about to get off easy. After all, it's only pantyhose right? The same stuff that rips when you look at it funny. Used in layers, however, they will crush limbs together without any trouble. Pulled taut, they become painfully strong twine. Most importantly, Terra learns this first hand as her elbows are together in several layers of hose. Another pair cinches them in place and there is no escape for her. Her legs get similar treatment, leaving her only able to move her toes. A ballgag and another pair over her head and she's ready to get free. Actually, she just drools all over herself as the layers hold her tight.
Past experience with Michal has told me she wouldn't fare well... or would, depending on your point of view. With her obsession with bondage, the two together should make her ability to resist impossible. She insists that she is in control of her body and that she'll only orgasm on her terms. With that in mind, I rig her to the rocking chair, her arms crossed with handcuffs and her legs off to each side. Extra chains are wrapped around her legs, and even her trainer gag is left immobile. Once the first round started Michal knew she was in trouble. Completely immobilized and with the magicwand unrelenting, even on low, she's almost instantly sent over the edge. While having an orgasm out of her control would mean she had lost the challenge, that isn't her worry. She knows, just as I do, that once the first one happens the rest are only going to be that much more intense.
Khristall wasn't scared to take on a new challenge. Unfortunately for her, sheer gusto doesn't match experience when it comes to self-bondage. To her credit she managed to rig everything up to the letter. Secured with her release key within easy reach, her challenge was set up to go perfectly. It wasn't until she actually tried to get free that disaster struck. Reaching for her key, her strappado kept her head looking forward and she misjudged its position. With a flick the key flew off its holder and tumbled to the floor. Even then, all was not lost. It is a self-bondage challenge after all; she just moved from the beginner level to the advanced challenge.
The wonderful thing about piercings is they can be used against their owners in devious ways. As TripSix can attest, her tongue and nipple piercings never got a respite. For her predicament today I couldn't decide what to throw at her, so she ended up with a bit of everything. Starting with a corset and chastity belt, her arms were welded into a reverse prayer position. That was just the warm up as I led her to a chain and ring hanging from the ceiling. Using wooden dowels and rubber bands her tongue was locked inside the hanging ring leaving her helpless. The slightest tug reminded her that too much struggling is a bad idea. This proved doubly so when a spreader bar was added.
