When Amanda first commented that she could stay all day in my ballet shoes I figured, why not let her try? Tying her with a boxtie I start the scene by gagging her tightly before hoisting her up onto her shoes. Amanda hadn't realized it yet, but as soon as her feet gave out from discomfort she's soon by hanging by her ropes. At first she playfully flaunts how easy the position is, but that doesn't for long. Minutes pass as her need to change positions become more desperate. She darts me a pleading look for some help. She said all day right?

With a few clicks of my padlocks Amanda finds herself in the most delicious of predicaments. Her neck is chained to one side while her handcuffed hands are connected to the other between her legs. This of course keeps her pantyhosed ass high in the air and squirming to find a comfortable position. I'm not quite done teasing her yet and secure a vibrator just out of reach of her pussy. To reach it Amanda has to pull against her neck chain leaving one question. How bad does she want to cum?

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!

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.

The challenge seemed simple enough. Use the ballgag, nipple clamps, and leg and hand cuffs to secure herself to the chair until he got home. Knowing that Friday traffic can take hours Serene decides to keep the key close so she's not left stranded for too long. Enjoying her restraints, it only take a minute before she really starts squirming in her self imposed predicament. Each wiggle and squirm pushing her only key closer to the chairs edge. Before she knows it, Serene's fate is sealed for at least the next few hours. Her only hope of escape sitting on the floor inches away but hopelessly out of reach.

While chatting with Lucy she mentioned that she'd fallen out of her stretching routine and was missing some of her flexibility. As with most things, a bit of bondage can usually help most problems. So after securing her arms in a box tie Lucy's legs are pulled apart and tied off to the corners of the bed. Left in an upright split she could already feel the burn in her muscles. After a while, she started to loosen up so it was time to kick it up a notch. Tying a rope from her chest harness to another corner pulls her just far enough forward to need her abs to keep her up. The alternative for her is to fall forward and really set her legs on fire. An unfortunate predicament for sure.

You never need an excuse to put a pretty girl in bondage, but I had to convince her of that. I start off slow with just a few belts on her legs. Then a few around her chest and waist while she starts to warm up to the idea. Next her wrists are secured to her waist belt leaving to her think escape is easy. Before she could change her mind I tightly strapped a trainer gag around her head. I could already see her fiddling with the buckles on her wrists trying to get free. One last belt around her elbows puts a stop to that and connect her head harness to a hanging chain. Maybe if she's good I'll let her have a reward.

Only we the viewers are the winners in this game. There is no escape for Star or Laci with their arms tied tightly behind their back. Both are pulled into strappados, ankles tied to each other. Every movement, shift, or struggle pulls to the other. If one strappado rope is pulled down, the other goes higher. It certainly doesn't help when they are tickled over and over forcing an ebb and flow of pulling and tugging against each other.

Whenever Rachel comes by for a visit I can't help but pull out the special list. The list that most girls are not tough enough to endure. Above all I can't resist any opportunity to put a girl in a devious predicament. Rachel starts out tightly tied to a wooden pole with pantyhose and a spreader bar. She doesn't know it yet, but once the weighted crotchrope comes into play her days of easy footing will be over. Before long she's up on her toes struggling to keep balance while her feet slide easily on the hardwood floors. It only takes minutes before Rachel's legs start to shake but not to worry, the ropes will hold her up.

Leila is really pushed to her limit in this week's update. She starts bound to a chair wearing a tight corset and ballet shoes. At first she think she's getting off easy. Nothing too tight or even uncomfortable. When the clover clamps go on her nipples Leila's still not too worried. It's not until the suspension ring is lowered and her once crotch rope is re-tied to her clamps causing to new situations. The first is she must keep her hips high in the air to keep pressure off her nipple clamps. The second is her feet are not forced to stand in her ballet shoes with no way to find relief. Now it's just a waiting game; she'll eventually have to come down!

Amanda's legs are forced wide apart by the back of the chair. Her waist and ankles tightly secured to the wooden frame. Gagged and drooling onto the floor, she knew there had to be more. Her position was too easy; too comfortable. There was also the unused metal ring bound to her hair that had yet to be used. Amanda's suspicions didn't last long before her wrists were hiked high and secured through the very ring she was so curious about. Now her world was a balance. Pressure on her arms or pressure on her hair. A choice she'd be struggling with for a while.

You have to admire her confidence. After putting on the ballet boots for the first time Amy strutted around my living room with ease. When I asked if she could stand for ten minutes she rolled her eyes as if the task was a simple as breathing. With her hands in leather mittens I connect them to a ceiling anchor and leave her to stir. Within minutes I can hear the moans of discomfort through her gag starting to set in. By the time I add a crotch rope she's left unable to find any position comfortable. Amy pleads through her gag and I just show her the timer. It's only been 5 minutes dear. 5 more to go.

Ropes encircles Jamie's legs first, cinching them into a tight frogtie. More follows around her upper arms, elbows, forearms, and of course her wrists. All cinched and knotted with little room to even wiggle. Concern started to show as another cinched her waist to the bannister, especially when her neck was secured as well. A ballgag strapped tight in her mouth Jamie tries her best to twist and thrash against her bonds. The bannister holds with ease as she tries. Glancing around the room for any hope of rescue Jamie only see's her captor with a pile of rope in their hand.

When you want to be inescapably tied up but you're an escape artist, staying bound can be a challenge. Lots of girls claim they can escape from almost anything, but Raven can back up her claims, and quickly did so by escaping a wrist bind. If she wanted tight and inescapable I was going to give it to her. Within minutes her elbows were crushed together. Her neck rope was fed through a ring above and down to her wrists. This left her in a nice strappado and a bit of a predicament. All the knots were tied up near her neck so no prying fingers could find them anytime soon. If all that wasn't difficult enough, the ballet boots she's forced to stand in should keep her on her toes.

Trying to negotiate while your arms are bound and your elbows are touching never goes well, as Merula found out. Her attempts were cut short with a large red ballgag in any case. Just to be sure she didn't go anywhere I pulled her arms up high into s strappado leaving her teetering in her high heels. As much as she hates her arms being ulled high, it was the only thing keeping her from toppling over. Merula was caught in a battle between trying to get free and losing her balance or staying still in order to save her arms. Quite a predicament indeed.