I turn her around and smack her ass again. So far I have done all the work, so I order Mizz Shutters to dance for us. She doesn't hesitate at all, and starts swinging her hips and ass back and forth. I would definitely frequent strip clubs more often, if the strippers danced while bound like this. I turn her around and she continues. At the end of the clip, I remove her neckrope and seat her in a chair. This is where Part 1 ends.
The truth was, I didn't have a good reason other than a selfish need to see her tightly bound. I started her out easy with the chains giving her some movement. Little by little that eroded away as the chains were tightened and more added. After 5 minutes, Sky was pleading for help with her eyes, her panel gag preventing any verbal appeals. Another chain was added instead. This one connected her head harness to a crotch chain. Now bound tighter than ever she developed a higher respect for the power of chain. Knowledge she'll remember if I ever let her free.
After a long day a lot of girls just want to relax and put their feet up and relax with a massage. Not Gianna; inescapable bondage and sensory deprivation is what she desired. Her hands are first wrapped into vetwrap balls, ballgag strapped tight, and leather hood over her head. Making her way into the cage her hands are cuffed behind her along with her ankles securing her inside before the door is locked. Before leaving her to enjoy her evening, a magic wand is stuffed down her yoga pants and left on high. I expect her to be extremely relaxed in a couple hours.
Squirming and moaning through her gag Gianna was determined to get some attention. As she found out, she should have quit while she was ahead. Right away her ropes are tightened up before a leather hood is pulled over her gagged head. To ensure she is well distracted, a magic wand is put on a pole between her legs. Between the jeans and awkward position frustration builds quickly. Well distracted now I leave the vibe to buzz away. Maybe she cums, maybe she doesn't. Maybe she'll regret the extra attention, only time will tell.
This wasn't the first time Liv had been wrapped by my hand. Unlike before when she had some ability to squirm on the floor, this time she found herself several feet in the air. Her plastic wrap the only thing keeping her aloft, but also from going anywhere else. Once the ballgag was pulled tight Liv couldn't help but drool like a faucet as she struggled. More plastic is used to keep her head firm against the pole as well as keep her gag tightly in place. With her feet exposed it was time to test how secure the plastic was. Thrashing in place things look good to start, but as always, further testing is required.