When Amanda first came to me she knew only one thing; that getting tied up sounded like a lot of fun. Not wanting to disappoint I tried to get an idea of what she might like but I didn't get far. There was only one way to figure this out and that was to try everything! She was mighty surprised at first with the small mountain of gear I collected but I assured her, it was indeed all for her. I started off by cinching her elbows together with vetwrap before locking her legs in a wide spreader bar. With her to her toes I took the opportunity to give her some TENS treatment. Crotch ropes, nipple clamps, ball gags and of course orgasms ensued after. What would a bondage buffet be without plenty of toe curling orgasms anyway? I'll let you be the judge, but I think she liked it!
There is no warm up or ramp up to what we have in store for Darling today. Well, we had some ideas on how to make this big titted blonde's dreams come true, with a little bit of magic everyone knows as wasabi.
You know that they are used to having them played with but so few have ever had the experience of having rope wrapped around them, and even fewer have had the pleasure of playing with us.
The tit torment makes Cherie DeVille scream out in less than a second. Her voice rings out clearly from the start. It will probably be the most pleasant thing she endures. Copper wire is wound around her foot. You know what that means, and so does Cherie.
From the moment her overconfident wry smile appeared I knew I was about to have some fun. Once Billie found out she was going to get bound with rubber bands escape was a given for her. Playful tugs progressed into concerned yanks as the unrelenting rubber splayed her arms apart over and over and over. With her breathing already elevated I slipped a gasmask over her head her to concentrate on her breathing. As the minutes pass so does the strength in her arms. Poor, poor Billie.
The darkness has a certain smell to it. The air is damp, musky, stale. Alone! Static emerges from the background filling the gaps. Cold - so very cold. Pain, fullness, light. Screaming. Someone... something is screaming crying - terror. A butchered animal? The screaming, it’s me! Locked to the floor by a metal device in my ass. A small television hisses. I wake, groggy. How had I gotten here, when, why, who brought me? The television begins to speak. I’m here to entertain. To prove myself. To suffer. I can do this! I will survive. I will endure. These unseen masters will get their show. I will degrade, defile, and debase myself for them. Whoever they are!