It only takes a few sets of handcuffs to immobilize Sarah on top of the cage. Nervously, she tests her bonds knowing there is no hope of escape without a key. From the kitchen I return with a black bag; a close chill runs up her sides as I set it down next to her. The humid summer air is already frosting the ice cold metal chains which are about to be laid over her body. The handcuffs do their job admirably as chain after chain is laid over and under her bare flesh. Sarah's torment is only just beginning as a pair of clover clamps are placed on her sensitive nipples, brought to attention by the cold. Just when she doesn't think she can take any more, the magicwand instantly makes it all worthwhile - skyrocketing her to a massive orgasm.
