Struggling to maintain, Martin adds the clovers on my sensitive nipples and drool starts pouring profusely. The more I move, the heavier the clovers seem to be. I can feel the burn on my ass cheeks from the cat o' nine tails and the sweat forming as I start falling apart. The only way to keep my body weight from pulling down on my arms is to sit up as straight as possible but I'm too tired to try so I sway my body about in order to find comfort. Not long after, I am startled by the loud crack of the leather tails as Martin comes from behind. When he sees that my heels are coming off again, ... Show more