Aimee knew when the challenge called for nipple clamps that she was in trouble. Gritting her teeth, she put them on anyway, tethering her nipples to the banister. After gagging herself, she locks her hands behind her back with handcuffs. Thumbcuffs are added just to make it a real challenge before dropping her escape key on the floor. Sitting below are a dozen dummy keys. While it should have been easy to find the right key, the thumbcuffs prove to be more of a hindrance than she expected. Worse, the chain she used for her handcuffs is just a tad too short to reach the keys. Pulling hard against her clamps, she manages to get one. The wrong one. Only 11 more sets to choose from!

From the moment her overconfident wry smile appeared I knew I was about to have some fun. Once Billie found out she was going to get bound with rubber bands escape was a given for her. Playful tugs progressed into concerned yanks as the unrelenting rubber splayed her arms apart over and over and over. With her breathing already elevated I slipped a gasmask over her head forcing her to concentrate on her breathing. As the minutes pass so does the strength in her arms. Poor, poor Billie.

It was time for Maggie to reflect on some poor choices she had made. By the smile on her face, it was quite obvious her transgressions were no accident. With handcuffs and gear in one hand and Maggie's arm in the other, she was led to the basement. The gag went in first as usual, as well as her handcuffs. Leg cuffs were used to put each leg into a frogtie, far stricter than she had planned on. With the collar wrapped around her neck, she seemed somewhat relieved that was it. Maggie should have known better. With a short chain, her cuffed wrists were then pulled high on her back and locked to her collar. Thumbcuffs were added because – well, why not? Starting the clock on her punishment, I could see that she already wanted it over. While flexible, she could only hold her arms in that position for so long. After that they become dead weight, pulling on her collar. No doubt it was uncomfortable, but it's what she wanted after all.

It wasn't the first time that Summer had come looking for a loan. While most look at the interest rate, my terms and conditions are a bit atypical. Summer came dressed to impress in a corset and pantyhose, knowing what would come next. After handing her a pile of gear, I gave her step by step instructions. After all, she's the one who wants the loan. Why should I do all the work? I have her start with the ballgag before looping chain around her legs. Using a collar and handcuffs, she creates a bind that is difficult to move in. From her grunts and protests, I guess it’s not very comfortable either. Feeling a little pity for her situation, I offer to give her the money if she can reach the key on the other side of the room. Determined, she makes her way over – but it won't be easy.

Squirming in her ropes Sarah tried to find the knots but with her elbows and wrists cinched behind her back the task was far from easy. I planned on making her squirm so I made sure everything was nice and tight. After 10 minutes with no escape I tied a wireless wand to her pussy and let it loose. Sarah's struggles didn't take long to kick into high gear. Without a power cord there was no shutting it off and as she soon discovered, it was only on low. A few adjustments of the vibe and she was in orgasm heaven. At least until the batteries run out in a couple hours!

With some time to kill I decided I would try out a few ideas on Billie and see if she could escape. She's always been very crafty so I was curious to see what she would come up with. To keep things interesting we add a little wager to each one for incentive. Billie quickly wins round one and full of confidence accepts my terms for round two. Escape would not be so easy this time however as Billie soon finds out.

After hiring Calisa to be a bondage maid, she seemed to be doing great at first. Despite her arms usually being tied, small items seemed to go missing. After a planted $100 bill went missing it was time to have a talk with her. With her arms cinched behind her, she's brought into the back room to get a confession. Nipple clamps are added and attached to a special device. At the press of a button, she's on her toes desperate to relieve the tension on her nipples. By the end of it, Calisa is certain she never wants to get caught again.

It's always nice when a plan works out, unless you're Lilly. Muted moans of distress was all she could muster through her panty gag as she was bolted to the wall. With arms and legs secure a single crotch rope is pulled tight, pulling her forward into an awkward spreadeagle. Lilly has to keep focused if she wanted to stop the crotch rope from getting any tighter. Adding to her predicament two magic wands are placed on crotchrope sending vibrations directly to her clit. Within moments Lilly's legs are shaking and she's on the verge of orgasm. As the first one hits her legs give for just a moment forcing the crotchrope even deeper. Trusting her hips out to relieve the pressure she finds the vibrations continue without pause, readying to repeat another orgasmic cycle.

In this new update series our girls are given challenges based on ideas from our members. Amanda is challenged to gag herself and put a hood over her head. She's then asked to cuff her legs and wrists and toss the key away. With her hinged handcuffs locked on tight the detail that the keyholes are facing up will soon come back to haunt her. Freedom is her reward, but until then, she's looking at least a few hours gagged in that hot hood if she can't manage to get free. It all sounded so easy to Amanda at first too.

For Abby's challenge she must cuff her legs and attach handcuffs under her legs to a posture collar. Her release comes when all the ice she filled the pantyhose with melts. Since her challenge dictates she be bound for an hour, she wanted to be sure and put over a dozen cubes in. Unwittingly setting herself up for several hours she sets to struggling to pass the time. It's not until a full hour has passed and the cubes have barely melted that Abby realizes her folly. Her increasingly uncomfortable position and the ache in her jaw builds her panic as she tries to pull the key free with little success. If only she hadn’t turned the air conditioner onto high before she started!

When she read the challenge in her email, everything seemed simple enough. Cuff herself, drop the key, then pick it up with her toes. Once Stasha locked her chastity belt on, her ballgag with an eyebolt was next. Connected to a chain above her, it should be be stuck here until she could get the key. It also served the added benefit of preventing her from looking down. Sliding her handcuffs through the rear wire of her belt, she knew she was locked in. The key drop echoed in the room and she immediately used her feet to find it. Before accepting this challenge Stasha, had practiced – but without pantyhose. After a dozen attempts without a hint of success she knew she was screwed. If only she could see the key.

With someone as seasoned with self-bondage as Emily it was difficult to think of a challenge for her. As it turns out, greed is an effective tool. After securing her legs and strapping a ballgag in her mouth the final step is to handcuff herself to the wall. Linking the handcuffs to the wall are rubber bands, a quantity chosen by her. For each rubber band used to secure the handcuffs she'll get $100, but only if she escapes. Underestimating the power of the thick bands she goes with 3 and soon regrets her decision. With the gag she's unable to bite through the bands and there's no way to get free.

It had been weeks and Raquel still hadn't paid Billie back the money she owed her. She decides to take matters into her own hands. Having sold videos online before, Billie decide to wrap her friend up in plastic wrap and strap her to the bed. Helpless and gagged, Raquel is at her mercy especially when Billie discovers how ticklish she is. As a reward for being good, Billie tapes a magic wand over Raquel's pussy and hops on top so they both can enjoy the ride.

With belts circling her wrists, elbows, legs, and body Billie was already fit to be tied. Always looking for a way out she tries every buckle she can reach without much success. The corset cinched around her waist doesn't help her efforts much either. Twisting and turning, struggling and falling over, Billie eventually makes some progress on on the one buckle she can reach. It doesn't help her much, but maybe in a few hours she'll get to the other six.

Tight. Long-term. Secure. Helpless. All adjectives Amanda would have preferred not to hear in connection with her predicament. Protesting immediately, she soon realized she couldn't refute any of them. No matter how she struggled the chair seemed to work against her, never allowing her the slightest leverage or chance to use her weight to pull something loose. Instead, her efforts only left her slowly rocking in place while the adjectives ran through her head. Amanda had will, determination, and plenty of her own gile but doubted if they would make any difference.

Knots out of reach. Elbows cinched behind her. Star's chance of escape? Zero. That doesn't stop her from trying. Her corset doesn't cover much, leaving her exposed as she struggles. Ballet boots ensure that she gains no purchase on the ground, but she does eventually manage to move a few inches. Unacceptable. A snaphook between her trainer gag and eyebolt in the wall puts a stop to that quickly enough. Star keeps trying, but it's obvious she has no more tricks up her sleeve.