There was no doubt that Jamie was enjoyingher new catsuit. Pitch black with cutouts in the right places. It looked especially good when her topless straitjacket was strapped on. Ropes are added to herlegs to ensure she stays put with a gag to top it off. Bound high above a cement floor Jamie knew she had to be careful while struggling to get free. After some time passes it's obvious there's no escape, the perfect situation for a magic wand. Tied securely against herpussy there's no amount of wiggling, squirming, or struggles that can stop the torrent of orgasms.
I was wearing a pair of brand new slick black stretch PVC leggings and a mesh bodysuit. I tried putting on my new Lambskin Leather Mittens as much as I could without help, but I needed some help to get them laced up, locked and secure. They felt snug and comfy, but very secure once locked so you cant escape. Some thick leather belts were added restraining my arms and my legs, elbows bound and my arms pulled to one side of my body and secured to my waist. I was wriggling around and was not really able to do very much with my elbows tightly bound and my hands trapped in the mittens. Eventually the key to the mittens were left right there on the bench within reach, however no matter my attempts, I was not able to unlock the locking strap on the mittens!
What could be better than one girl mummified in a secluded basement? Two of course! Jamie in tight black pallet wrap and Serene in an equally secure situation. Just to be sure neither worm away anywhere, both are bolted to the wall with metal straps. Frantically struggling it's obvious there's no possible escape but that doesn't stop them from trying. The dancing really begins when their sides and feet start to be tickled. The drool really starts to fly.
If she were tied up, she might at least have a chance to wiggle the ropes free. Instead, she is bolted down to a wood table which makes her feel like a doll waiting to be unwrapped and played played with. The metal holding her was just too unforgiving no matter how hard Hannah tried. If that were not bad enough, the provocative position she was bound in was the icing on the cake. Between herlegs,only a simple zipper was keeping someone from having their fun.
Before the final zipties were pulled tight, the look in Madeline's eyes expressed that she wanted out. Until this moment, any bondageshe'd been in had allowed her at least some movement. Now, from her ballet boots to her head her whole body was rigid. Scary as it was, Madeline was determined to soldier on. It didn't helpher situation at all when more zipties were added over hereyes and around her neck. The magic wand made short work of any remaining anxiety she felt about her strict position.
Hannah had more reason than usual to try to get herself free. The chains encircling her limbs had a different agenda however. Struggling hard, her fate lay below her. If Hannah can't manage to get free she'll be doing so inside of four walls of steel bars. Being crammed in a cage while hogtied with chain was something she wanted to avoid at all costs. Try as she might, the chains won't budge. Looking past the straps of her harness gag she stares helplessly at the wall clock knowing her time is almost up.
