One loop at a time. Starting with her upper body I wrap overlapping layers of vinyl tape around her body. Inch by inch she feels the tape struggling to pull back into shape. Like a 100 foot snake coiling tightly around her body. Once the coils reach her hands he moans in protest. Cali's muffled grunts are muted by her panties taped tightly in her mouth and easily ignored. The process quickens as I move down her legs and reach her ankles. Through the small opening of the hood Cali's wearing she pleads for release but knows she's going to be stuck for a while. A few hours should calm her down a bit.
Normally watching Bella struggle in a bordello straitjacket and tape gag is plenty entertaining, but why stop there? By just adding a few floor anchors and some rope her situation is much worse. Her main worry being the crotch rope connected to an actuator. With a flip of a switch the rope is pulled down forcing her to swat. Not too far though as her head harness rope to the ceiling pulls tight. Stuck in limbo her eyes look hopefully towards the control box, hoping for a reprieve.
It's hard to argue a better match, leather, and latex. Both are tight but in drastically different ways. Bound tightly and held in place by her harness gag Bella didn't appreciate these details but we will. Elbows cinched delightfully in leather while her breasts try to break free of their latex prison. A sight for sore eyes.
With a bit of trepidation Bella walked through my door seeing walls of restraints, toys, and furniture filled with eyelets. She had come to get tied up and looking around there was no chance of that not happening. I decided to start her off easy, just some heavy chains, posture collar, and hinged handcuffs. Right away she's like a kid in a candy store and loving every minute. Stepping things up I undo the crotch zipper and zip in a Hitachi vibe. Bella's orgasms flood over her as much as her drool; her handcuffs keeping her hands well away from the off switch.
Bella wasn’t naive and knew the online ad was too good to be true. With bills stacking up and the hourly rate nearly double her previous job she couldn’t resist. What was the harm in an interview? As she suspected, the maid position came with some strings. Rope, to be more accurate. Having played with handcuffs in the bedroom before, Bella couldn’t help but think it might be fun. After changing into her uniform, ropes were added to her arms. This made her task of folding panties a bit harder but seemed easy enough. When the interviewer comes she’s told she’s got the job and she’ll be starting immediately. Before she can protest, a tape gag is added and more rope is added. As the door shuts, locking her in the room, Bella kicks herself for walking right into their trap.
Tying up Bella in vulnerable positions never gets old. Every inch of her body is dialed to eleven so every touch or vibration gets her screaming. Straps lock her waist and legs down while a straitjacket lets her thrash and squirm as much as she wants. Even with the wand on low Bella’s body races towards orgasm within minutes. As soon as she does, the tickling begins. Back and forth until she’s screaming for some relief. While letting her free isn’t an option, I relent and give her the option of which torment she wants. Switching between forced orgasms and tickling, she can’t make up her mind.