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.

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.

Chloe was in for a treat. She just didn't know it yet. Wrapped in tight ropes on a chair, legs frogtied, she's left in the perfect position. Before her fun though a 6″ penis gag is strapped tight. If nothing else, it will give her something to focus on when the magic wand comes out. Hung from above, it lightly presses against her pussy teasing her immensely. Any move to press again it only pushes it away and further frustrating her. It only takes minutes before she's a drooling mess and willing to agree to anything for the sweet release of an orgasm. Does Chloe deserve it? One way or other she's going to end the day with a lasting first impression.

When starting the experiment I expected Bella to either orgasm right away or manage to hold out to the end. To prevent the former and deny her the orgasm she desperately wants she's told any orgasm will prevent her release. With heightened motivation you can tell by her expressions she is trying hard to refuse the impending climax. Breathing heavy through her nose she manages to make it through a few minutes on low but it's obvious she's right on the edge. Will she make it until the end of the experiment or will she succumb to her baser desires and extend her stay in the chair?

Desperate to get out of the house Piper's willing to make a bet knowing she'll likely lose. She's gagged and strapped to a chair that's secured to the floor just in case she tries to tip it over. With nearly an hour to try to escape Piper eventually gives up and comes to a harsh reality. With her focus on winning she never considered what would happen if she lost. With additional restraints and nipple clamps in hand, Piper doesn't have to ponder for very long.