It's hard to argue a better match, leather, and latex. Both are tight but in drastically different ways. Bound tightly and held in place by her harness gag Bella didn't appreciate these details but we will. Elbows cinched delightfully in leather while her breasts try to break free of their latex prison. A sight for sore eyes.
With a bit of trepidation Bella walked through my door seeing walls of restraints, toys, and furniture filled with eyelets. She had come to get tied up and looking around there was no chance of that not happening. I decided to start her off easy, just some heavy chains, posture collar, and hinged handcuffs. Right away she's like a kid in a candy store and loving every minute. Stepping things up I undo the crotch zipper and zip in a Hitachi vibe. Bella's orgasms flood over her as much as her drool; her handcuffs keeping her hands well away from the off switch.
Bella wasn’t naive and knew the online ad was too good to be true. With bills stacking up and the hourly rate nearly double her previous job she couldn’t resist. What was the harm in an interview? As she suspected, the maid position came with some strings. Rope, to be more accurate. Having played with handcuffs in the bedroom before, Bella couldn’t help but think it might be fun. After changing into her uniform, ropes were added to her arms. This made her task of folding panties a bit harder but seemed easy enough. When the interviewer comes she’s told she’s got the job and she’ll be starting immediately. Before she can protest, a tape gag is added and more rope is added. As the door shuts, locking her in the room, Bella kicks herself for walking right into their trap.
Tying up Bella in vulnerable positions never gets old. Every inch of her body is dialed to eleven so every touch or vibration gets her screaming. Straps lock her waist and legs down while a straitjacket lets her thrash and squirm as much as she wants. Even with the wand on low Bella’s body races towards orgasm within minutes. As soon as she does, the tickling begins. Back and forth until she’s screaming for some relief. While letting her free isn’t an option, I relent and give her the option of which torment she wants. Switching between forced orgasms and tickling, she can’t make up her mind.
We do things like apply a brutal zipper clip and she screams in agony when we tear it off, but when we check between her thighs her pussy is dripping wet.
Details matter when accepting a challenge. It was something Bella should have kept in mind when accepting mine. With four hundred dollars on the line, she would try regardless. With a key in hand, she’s all too eager to put herself in the waiting cuffs. As promised, I added a few more around her elbows and fingers. Her gagged expression showed that she didn’t like her chances. To give her a fighting chance, she’s told she’ll be stuck like that for two hours unless of course she escapes first. I thought I was generous giving her plenty of time, but apparently, Bella disagreed. That probably was a detail Bella should have asked about at the start.