With a new set of iron pipe cuffs fresh off the printer, you could say Rachel was in the right place at the wrong time. With a few connections and screws, she quickly finds herself in a hogtie and barely able to move. That doesn’t deter Rachel from trying anyway and with effort she can arch her back. To Rachel’s dismay, the plastic holds her much easier than she expects and breaking free won’t be as easy as she expected. A fact that holds true after nearly a half hour in the contraption. Maybe she just needs more time.
When Lucy arrived at my door, she was skeptical, worried that the bondage wouldn’t be real. Confident in her ability to escape anything but the strictest restraints, she was hoping for a true challenge. Lucky for her, I had just the thing to put her doubts to rest. Before locking her into the wooden stocks, I secured custom-printed ball cuffs to her hands and fastened a matching collar around her neck. Once locked in place, there wasn’t a bit of wiggle room, just a snug and inescapable fit. With her stocks chained to the ceiling and her legs spread apart, her heels continued to slip as she struggled to keep them together. But I wasn’t done with her yet. Holding a heavy concrete ball in my hands, I watched her eyes widen as I tied it to a crotch rope. If she was going to escape, now was the time.
Lola has the honor of being our first test subject for our new pipe restraint system. Today's configuration is similar to a scavenger's with her neck, wrists, and legs bolted into the restraints. Lola has one job, escape. It becomes clear within minutes she doesn't have a chance. That doesn't mean she doesn't give it her all, she just doesn't realize how hopeless her situation is. There are still hours of vigorous testing ahead; maybe she'll get lucky!
When Lola was asked if she was ticklish, she vehemently answered no. She might as well have tattooed “I’m extremely ticklish” on her forehead. Still, it’s best to test these assumptions out. For that, she is bolted to the floor to keep struggling to a minimum. She’s given a few minutes to try and escape and struggle, but the nylon straps don’t budge. Knowing she’s helpless, her feet are tested first. Screams of laughter erupt from behind her ball gag. With even the slightest touch can elicit such a response, Lola knew she was in trouble. Hoping that I wouldn’t test her little white lie, she could only hope the next hour would pass quickly.
2 Huge pairs of panties are the stuffing in Summers mouth for the final gag. Wide semi clear tape is wrapped around her head nice and tight. Dr. Cupcakes, once again, keeps wrapping her body with tape. He even tapes up her tits with clear tape. He starts at the base and wraps outwards until just her nipples are showing. More and more tape is added. Her arms are tape completely together, like a tape arm binder. She is forced forward and then her wrists are heavily taped to the back of the chair.
Being on her stomach on the uncomfortable cart makes it almost impossible to breathe for Rubee. She moans as I am able to tie the excess nylon on her hands to her heels. I then cleave gag her and tape her head back to her heels as well. Her hands are taped, before I leave Rubee to endure her bondage.
Every time The Pope probes his fingers into her cunt, he finds it wet and juicy. He begins to finger fuck his captive toy and deprives her of repeated orgasms. To end the day, River finds herself on her back with her legs bound to side with thick leather belts. The Pope applies cruel clover clamps to her nipples and pussy lips.
She is ungagged and her neckrope is removed allowing her to sit. The other leg, from the pantyhose that is over both of her arms, is pulled up over her head. I completely tape her lower legs, including her feet, as well as taping her arms from her wrists all the way to her shoulders.
PD puts beautiful, sensual calico through a set of highly sexual bondage scenes. A canvas bag her upper body. After roping her neck upward, PD starts whipping calico, slowly stripping her until she is naked. Then he sits her on a bench with her big toes lashed outward, caning her feet, training her not to make a sound, and vibrating her to orgasm. Laid out along a beam, she's in a painfully tight hogtie, her tits tied downward, her hair bound to her wrists, and her tongue piercing tied to the post in front of her. PD vibrates and finger fucks her, choking her with Mr. Pogo deep in her throat. As calico's shoot at the farm continues, she's whipped red, her tits and labia are clamped so that she can't move, and her pussy gets huge from coming and coming. And for the first time in years, PD slaps a plastic bag over a girl's head for an extended breathplay scene. Once the bag is in place, he fucks calico with Mr. Pogo and vibrates her. By the end, calico's pussy is huge. Her cheeks are wet with tears.
She begs to cum, but first Derrick makes her admit that he is in charge. Tied spread-eagle, Cherie has one more surprise, which is her -in-laws cock in her ass. Cherie yells around her ball gag as Derrick slides his cock between both her holes and has Ella rip off her nipple clamps. Cherie cums heavily from the degrading anal fuck, despite herself, and once untied makes the rest of the night about training Ella in how to properly serve a cock with both her ass and her mouth. Ella repays in kind, stuffing four fingers into Cherie to stroke Derrick´s cock in her ass.