Marina's captors have some special plans for her. She's locked in an iron frame that keeps her completely immobilized. First one then the other get to work on her and then both at the same time. Whips and floggers get her moaning and screaming. The plug in her ass keeps Marina extra still as SD torments her cunt and tits. The gag keeps her mouth open and drooling. It's time for Marina to have an orgasm. It's going to be on SD's terms though. Her legs are spread and there's nothing protecting her dripping pussy and asshole. They use every inch of her body for their amusement and Marina can't do anything to stop it.
Donovan is a brand new model to FutileStruggles and, as usual, I want to test drive her to see what she can do. The clip starts with Donovan standing with her legs tied spread wide. Hers wrists are tied overhead, pulling her tight body taut. I let her get acclimated before I commence groping and slapping er tits and ass. She whimpers and moans as I play with her stretched body, even turning her around as I please. I crotchrope her and pull up tight on it as I continue slapping her ass. She whimpers with each swat, but it looks like she is enjoying herself a little too much. Let's see what happens when we clamp her nipples and then tie the clamps overhead as well. Donovan whimpers, but judging by her expressions, she is enjoying herself even more. I leave her alone for a short while as I admire my handy work. I soon return with a ballgag, which is promptly strapped in her willing mouth. I step back and enjoy the view once again, but my ultimate goal today is to get her into a strict hogtie. I untie her ankles from the make shift spreader bar. This is where Part 1 ends.
When a girl wants to play kitty cat there are a few rules most are not accustomed to. Brooklyn was too enamoured with her catsuit to care; too worried her ears were straight instead of the chains encircling her body. When the ballgag finally went in her playful mews took on a more serious tone. The little bit of stretching her armbinder allowed was immediately arrested by the chains locked around her arms. With no hope of breaking free, this pussy cat will have to find a way to please her owner for any release.
What seems like a good idea on paper seldom fleshes out in real life, but every once in a while you get lucky. With Serene's arms and elbows cinched together they are drawn into a high strappado which is anchored to a ring in her hair. Instantly everything becomes uncomfortable with any movement only making it worse. Despite her efforts to remain still her body struggles to find a better resting point. Each attempt pulling on her hair, arms, legs, and even her crotch rope. Maybe next time so won't be so eager to get out of her cage?
Johannie had hoped her bondage might stop after the straitjacket went on. Her hopes soon dashes as she's covered in belts tightly securing her to the rocking chair she was sitting in. Every struggle frustratingly voided by the chair's movement. Drooling profusely through her gag she could only shake her head when she could see what came next. The rubber gas mask easily goes onto Johannie's head her breathing through a small tube. Struggling harder than over now, I simply sit back and enjoy Newton's 3rd law in all its glory.
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.
Always the Domme, Briella pawed her latest captive with curiosity. What if she was captive for once? Better yet, what if she could do it on her own terms? Her plan for Bella would be to give her the key to the cage below her, giving her power over her release. At first Briella loved the rush her new confinement gave her. Her only method of escaping was to torment Bella through tickling and orgasm denial. To her surprise, however, Bella enjoyed her power and wasn't going to give it up in exchange for an orgasm. As the minutes of captivity passed, the game soon lost its appeal for Briella and she was starting to panic. Desperation soon took hold and Briella lunges for the release remote, knocking it from Bella's bound wrist. The remote well out of reach now, there's only one way out... at least for Bella.
Watching how sexy Abby was squirming in her ropes it would be a wonder if she was ever let free. She was quite convinced that she could get free and gave it her all. Not surprisingly, however, the rope held just fine. Still, a solid effort should be rewarded and for Abby that meant a little time with a magic wand. Slowly she built up to a massive climax; the ropes still taught from pulling. Moments before orgasm the vibe is turned off, leaving Abby angry and very unsatisfied. She'll have to figure a way out of the ropes if she really wants that coveted orgasm.
Between her catsuit and makeshift chastity belt, Tiffany was, frankly, a horny mess. Her harness gag kept her protest to a low, mumbled roar. With the use of a single belt she was soon uncomfortably on her knees with her elbows pulled behind her, tethered around a handrail as if she was a decoration. Worse, with her elbows pulled behind her, any hope of her hands making the experience more pleasurable went out the window. More belts soon followed as she watched her world become more and more immobilized.
From the moment I cuffed Johannie's wrists, she wasn't happy about it. By the time I finished adding some chains, she really wasn't pleased. A ballgag helps, but sometimes pretty girls just need some time alone to adjust to their situation. Luckily for her, my cage has plenty of space for her to vent her frustrations while not wandering too far. Cuffed and chained hand and foot, the cage's calming effects didn't take long. Despite her efforts even just to escape her bonds, let alone the cage Johannie was just where I left her some time later. Only now, she was far more docile.