Barbie tries bondage

Description:

It's another day in Barbie's world, She's all dressed up in her signature pink dress, pink heels and hoop earrings. Today seems a little boring, maybe if I find Ken he will have something interesting for us to do today.

I find him in one of our rooms and excitedly ask what he has planned for today?! He's going to tie me up? WOW! That sounds like so much fun. Let's get started. I'm super excited to try this out.

Next I'm shown bound with white rope around my ankles, knees, wrists and chest. I praise Ken for doing such a good job at tying me up for the first time. I love the feel of the ropes, I think I'm going to enjoy this. After getting a closer look at his handy work Ken shows me our next toy to play with. A gag!? Are you going to gag me next? 

On my knees now Ken moves behind me to apply the bright pink ball gag between my lips. My eyes go wide as I realise how much I enjoy the feeling of the gag in my mouth. I show it off and giggle, showing just how much I'm enjoying this. Now the real fun begins! Now I get to struggle in my bonds. I'm really enjoying myself but I have the sudden urge to act like I have been kidnapped instead. So in between my happy little giggles I start to struggle more vigorously and pretend I want to really get out instead. This is so much fun! I start to gag talk and call for help but of course no one is going to come to my rescue. I can clearly see my dear Ken is enjoying my acting.

After a while of enjoying myself like this Ken pulls out my ballgag and leaves it hanging around my neck. I confess just how much I enjoyed that experience, especially the part where I acted all Damselly. Maybe how Ken should tie me a little tighter and apply another gag and I can really play into that role some more! What do you say Ken? Can we play some more?

Always wanting to please Barbie Ken obliges. Now on my knees more rope has been added to my knees, thighs, elbows and a tight crotch rope cuts under my dress. A piece of rope attaches my wrists down to my ankles so I cannot lift my hands and from the ceiling a pair of scissors are swinging just out of reach. My mouth is now sealed shut with a big piece of pink tape and the words HELP ME have been written on it. That completes the perfect Damsel Barbie predicament. Now I'm free to moan and grumble as much as possible through my gag. I try to reach for the scissors in hope of releasing myself but the ropes hold me back.

With my big round eyes I plead and whimper at Ken to let me go but of course he's enjoying this far too much for that. He makes sure to get every angle of this delicious show. Maybe this might become a regular pass time for Ken and Barbie from now on!