Seeing a high paying ad for a maid certainly captured Summer's interest. She knew going in that there had to be a catch, but it seemed worthwhile to at least check it out. So, when Summer was told there was a little latex and bondage involved, she wasn't surprised. Maybe she was even a little excited at the prospect. After starting out with a simple frogtie, she polishes the cage. Frustrated by how difficult such a simple task is and how uncomfortable the ropes are already, she knows it's not a good fit. Reluctantly, she decides to try a bit more in the hope that it might get easier. Her hopes are sadly dashed, though, as she should have known. Now with a harness gag, leg irons, and a rope tethering her harness in place, she's got the job. Summer's in for a very long first shift.
Stasha knew she was in trouble when the rope was put away and the chain came out. Breaking free from steel and padlocks is a bit more difficult than finding loose knots. It didn't take much to get her into a proper hogtie. Wrists, ankles, knees, and elbows all were cinched tight. I added a ring to her hair so it could join in on the fun. It was at around this point that my hand rubbed against her feet and I found she was ticklish. Ridiculously ticklish! Helpless and barely able to move, I gave her a reprieve from tickling after a while. Just long enough to add a chain tensioner to her predicament, making it even tighter, before I resumed the fun.
Eight hours in the cage, or an hour tied up. By her eagerness to hop on top of the cage, her choice was obvious. By the time Lucy's panel gag was strapped in place she seemed to be questioning her decision. As her elbows were cinched together, she was definitely regretting her choice. Her fun was just starting as her legs were frogtied and tied apart. Another was added to pull her chest harness back, arching her back. A final rope tied back her head harness ensuring a steady flow of drool. While some time relaxing in the cage might have been more comfortable, Lucy is left on cloud nine when a magic wand is put in her hands.
Curious but nervous about being in bondage for the first time, she asks her friend for help. Amelia is all too willing to help and has Samantha in a straitjacket before she can change her mind. The latex doesn't budge as Samantha tries to get free. In her distracted state Amelia straps a gag in her mouth before she can vocalize any protests. She's not with a heart however, and is soon teasing Samantha with a magicwand. Moans of struggle turn to pleasure as it seems Samantha might enjoy this whole bondage thing after all.
After receiving an amazing padded , I was left a dilemma: it needed to be broken in properly. Lucky for me, Khristall needed a place to try and escape her straitjacket. With her legs frogtied as well, it's a bit of a drop if she wants to get away. A gas-mask is put over her ballgag, making her struggles a bit more labored. To her dismay, however, the latex proves to be surprisingly strong, as does the furniture beneath her. I'm sure it won't take more than a few hours to break it in; Khristall won't mind...
While Stasha played with a pair of handcuffs I explained how they're more difficult to escape than they let on. Putting them on and removing them seemed easy enough to her, at least without a blindfold. Before she could change her mind, I dared her to show me how easy it was. After putting in her gag and fastening her blindfold, she tossed her only key behind her. Lying down, Stasha then hogties herself with hand and leg cuffs. She soon finds out that without sight or even full mobility, things get quite a bit more difficult. Searching for her key, I can hear some regret in her grunts and moans as she squirms on the floor. She might have bitten off more she can chew, and one thing was for certain: Stasha's on her own.
It's hard to punish someone who enjoys it far too much. Still, it's fun to try. Failing to clean up her toys from the previous day, TripSix was due for more than a reprimand. Outfitting her in a latex straitjacket and spider gag, she was set to spend some quality time in the cage. To keep her entertained, her cellphone is attached to a TENS unit on her back. Setting the volume to max she was soon going to regret having so many notifications set up. As calls, text messages, and tweets keep her hopping in the cage she doesn't realize this is just a warmup. A few clicks and the real fun begins. Her afternoon is just getting started.
After hearing a noise, I notice Rachel snooping around my loft and rifling through drawers. She looks like a professional in a skin tight black catsuit, but I easily subdue her and soon she is carried to the basement over my shoulder. Her arms are bound behind her back around a sturdy steel post. I call the police, but the line has been disconnected, so I assume it is up to me to punish her for her crimes. I shove a huge ballgag in her mouth, (she tears up just from the gag) and then buckle all the straps very tightly. Once she is stood up, I bind her tits with electrical tape to make them more sensitive to the clamps. I crotchrope her and tighten it with a rope hoist. Her ankles are spread and tied to the legs of a table that is right behind the post. Her elbows are bound and then pulled up and tied off. She is nosehooked before her harness gag is tied off above. Rachel is in pure agony, but I have 0 sympathy for thieves, so I turn out the lights and leave her to endure. She might be like this for some time. I added a little behind the scenes footage.