Lew decided to test me with one of his signature short-leg predicament ties. He has many variations, but for me he kept it deceptively simple—and of course, sexier and harder. He strapped me into shiny red 5.5-inch heels, topless, with only a tiny pair of black panties and a bright red ballgag to silence my moans.
My legs were tied wide apart, knees and ankles tied tightly to the posts, arms stretched high above my head. Once the little stool beneath me was removed, I was left trembling in position. Years of ballet training meant I could hold a plié, but the burn came quickly… and Lew wasn’t about to let me off easy.
To raise the stakes, he tied a heavy 25lb dumbbell to my waist, making every squat and lift to feel like an endless workout of pain and pleasure. Just when I thought I had found a rhythm, he noticed I was cheating—gripping the rope above me for relief. His solution? Tie my fingers wide open, leaving me utterly helpless, unable to hold on.
Drooling behind the gag, I had no choice but to keep moving—squatting, straining, trembling. Every shift offered a moment’s relief that instantly turned into fiery burn. Back and forth, up and down, until my body shook with exhaustion. If Lew gives me a challenge, I rise to it… and this one left my thighs flexing, my abs tight, and my whole body shining with sweat as I fought for balance.
Watch me endure, squirm, and surrender in this cruel, **** predicament bondage test.
All things Bondage
Luscious Legs and Feet
