Just a single chain: that's all it took not only to render Merula completely helpless, but utterly immobile as well. From the hood on her head to the ballet boots on her feet, she's covered in form-fitting pvc; the perfect backdrop for the silver chain to snake itself around her body. Just to be sure that escape is not an option, a little tickling gave her reason to have a good struggle, but not much else for her effort. All she can do is struggle in her bondage, and hope that several screws decide to come free.
Madison really loved the latex dress I had her put on but wasn’t a fan of the ballet boots. Rather than make her put them on, I figured it would be more fun to let her make the right decision. She’s cuffed with her hands above her and gagged to keep her quiet. On her feet are spiked heels to keep her on her toes. It’s instantly clear that she’s not happy about her situation, but there’s only one way out. Madison’s stubbornness won’t let her relent and put on the boots, but how long will she be able to last?
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!
Lola's situation starts simple enough. Legs spread with a bar, arms tied into a column and attached to the ceiling above. Aside from her feet getting tired in heels she would likely be able to stay in that position all day. In my play space, nothing is that simple. With a press of a button the actuator starts to pull. With over 1500 newtons of pulling it will take her off her feet with hardly any strain. The question remains, will she be able to get free before it's too late?
I had a custom request for a catsuit and bare feet. So, I put on my PVC catsuit, sit back, relax, massage my feet, and paint my toenails after a long hard day. Once I am done giving my tired tootsies the treatment they deserve, Johnny obligingly fastens me into a tight hogtie with rope and stuffs my mouth with a big black latex ball gag. As I struggle around in my catsuit hogtie and barefeet, the zipper comes down further and my breasts begin to pop out of my catsuit. But, I don't care, because I am having so much fun trying out my boundaries.
The measure of a good hogtie is if she can't move away from her own drool. With Piper's arms, legs, and neck bolted into an iron hogtie mobility is non-existent. It doesn't take long before drool starts to pool under her face and realization dawns on her. Inevitably her neck tires as her head lowers. As it does, she can see her escape less than a meter away. A bell sits on the floor waiting to be rung to signal she's ready to be released. At the rate she's going it may take hours; her progress measured in millimeters.
With everybody looking to make some extra cash Bella couldn't turn down a very lucrative job offer. So when she's told that the generous pay involved wearing latex and a bit of bondage she was, of course, reluctant but still willing to hear the details. Once she changed into her latex maid outfit she was still anxious but had to admit she loved how it looked on her. Hinged handcuffs started her interview along with a bit of window washing. The cuffs made it very difficult but making 10 times her normal rate was worth a little pain. Assured she was doing great a ballgag ensured she kept any thoughts to herself. Another set of cuffs on her elbows really made her helpless and start to doubt the money was worth it. Trying to appease her interviewer and captor she did her best to clean, even inside the cage as told. As the cage door locked behind her she knew it was all a ruse. How stupid could she be to fall for such an obvious trap. Worse, she wasn't sure she told anybody where she was going!