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!

The faint buzzing from the other room was unmistakable and when I walked in my suspicions were confirmed. Instead of cleaning up the toys Violet was having her fun with the magicwand. Taking it away would be too easy. By the time I was done, Violet was wearing a steel chastity belt with her arms crossed in front of her inside leather opera mittens. Some rolled up panties and clear tape kept her protests at bay. Before leaving her to struggle on the bed I toss the keys to her freedom in front of her. With her arms and mouth rendered useless, she can only stare helplessly at them and struggle.

Everyone has needs and for Leila it's bondage. and lots of it! Knowing just what will scratch that itch she collects her toys and sets up for a little self-bondage. Setting her release key on an out of reach ledge she starts by filling a stocking with ice and feeding it through a hook in the ceiling. Leila gags herself tightly with a purple ballgag before putting on her nipple clamps. Connected to the melting ice, she now tethered to the ceiling until it all melts. Heavy duty hinged handcuffs click into place behind her back, completing her bondage. It's not long before her tired feet and sore nipple make her desperate for release. Leila had done her job all too well and it would be a while before she gets out of this one, she made sure of that!

Sage swings by unannounced looking to get tied up for the afternoon. Having other plans I decline but she's insistent. Relenting, I offer to put her in a bind and leave the key nearby so she can let herself out. As she enjoys struggling in her cuffs she hears a beeping noise and the familiar sound of an automated vacuum. Sage is amused watching it move around her cleaning up the floor. It's not until it's too late when she notices it going straight for her key. Scooping it up it soon moves out of reach leaving her trying to catch it. Her foot manages to press the button to send it home which is under the couch and out of her reach.