I'd been wanting to experience a one bar prison for a very long time, and Cad was kind enough to build one with their device bondage scaffold rig. Ok technically it is a six bar prison for stability, but the principle is the same: the slave is held in place purely by a dildo buried deep up inside them, no other restraints needed. Wearing high heels mean the subject cannot raise up onto their toes to lift themself off and escape, so of course I wore the highest heels I could: my ballet boots! The hold my feet in an en pointe position which is intense and difficult to balance in on it's own, ...

I'd been wanting to experience a one bar prison for a very long time, and Cad was kind enough to build one with their device bondage scaffold rig. Ok technically it is a six bar prison for stability, but the principle is the same: the slave is held in place purely by a dildo buried deep up inside them, no other restraints needed. Wearing high heels mean the subject cannot raise up onto their toes to lift themself off and escape, so of course I wore the highest heels I could: my ballet boots! The hold my feet in an en pointe position which is intense and difficult to balance in on it's own, so there's no way I'm going to be able to get myself off that dick on a stick!

Once in position and impaled I discover that this is a surprisingly humiliating predicament. Because all my limbs are free it feels like I should be able to walk away but I just *can't*. I don't know what to do with my hands and flail and giggle awkwardly in embarrassment until Cad takes pity and instructs me to hold my hands behind my head. While this position is incredibly hot, and Cad is enjoying watching the trembles in my thighs as the effort of standing in the ballet boots takes it's toll, they decide it's time for some dress-up! Slipping into a mini dress you could almost think nothing was amiss if you only looked at my upper half. This brings a new sort of shame and Cad delights in asking me some banal questions as I try to pretend nothing is going on between my legs.

A Doxy Wand is strapped to the pole and I learn that this ingenious bondage means I cannot get the slightest bit away from the vibrator which is firmly on my clit. I am soon edging and struggling no to cum, scared that I might just collapse with the pleasure if I do. Eventually Cad kindly comes in for me to cling to while I cum hard from the deep penetration and overwhelming vibrations. I'm granted some more orgasms and then Cad switches me to a floor length dress so just the tips of my boots and the cable of the Doxy peek out. I have one last orgasm while desperately trying to maintain my balance on my own this time.

This film includes a little bit of negotiation at the start and some behind the scenes after so you can see how we kept the scene safe and consensual, what went into creating the final film you see, and how much we both enjoyed ourselves.