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 forcing 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.
This clip starts where Part 1 ended... Dr. Cupcakes wraps black tape over the microfoam, making the gag even tighter. He doesn't stop there though. He keeps going, wrapping around her forehead, then alongside her nose and under her chin. You can tell by her whimpers that this is not a comfortable gag at all. He continues adding red tape to her body. It's clear at this point that she will be almost completely mummified to the chair by the time he's done. He removes her current gag. He notes her reactions as he slap grabs her taped up tits. A rubber pump gag is inserted in her mouth and pumped up. Clear tape wrapped around her mouth makes sure it won't slip out. Once again, more red tape is added before the pump gag is removed. He must be feeling nice as Dixon is left ungagged for a bit as a rope is tied into her hair. He then wanders off, but soon returns with her next gag. It is a large spider ring gag. She is gagged once again. She is then nose hooked and finally her head is pulled back by the hair tie, and tied off to the back of the chair. A different kind of clamp is applied to her already sore nipples, and then Dixon is left to endure the escape proof tape bondage. At the end of the clip the Dr. returns to taunt her a bit before the clip ends. I have also added a deleted gag scene. This was a very tight gag that Dixon tapped out of almost immediately after it was applied.
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.
There was no doubt that Jamie was enjoying her 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 her legs 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 her pussy there's no amount of wiggling, squirming, or struggles that can stop the torrent of orgasms.
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 her legs,only a simple zipper was keeping someone from having their fun.
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.
Covered nearly head to toe in black Hannah couldn't help but enjoy her outfit. The vinyl tape accents circling her elbows, wrists, and legs were another matter. With panties sealed in her mouth under several layers of tape her displeasure of the situation was easily ignored. Undeterred, Hannah tries her best to find a weak point, anything that will gain her freedom. Every flex of her muscles only seemed to will the tape to constrict more. With her elbows already touching, she shuttered to think how much tighter it could get.
Before the final zipties were pulled tight, the look in Madeline's eyes expressed that she wanted out. Until this moment, any bondage she'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 help her situation at all when more zipties were added over her eyes and around her neck. The magic wand made short work of any remaining anxiety she felt about her strict position.