One of the purposes of a bed bench is to add a "stylish or visual benefit to your bedroom" but after Martin hogties me on top it while I'm accessorized in Christian Louboutin heels, crotchless pantyhose and our bedroom hood with a nice big ball underneath, I may have taken the place of that "stylish piece of furniture". I'll gladly take it :) I mean, what better way for Martin to relax in bed while I'm bound and gagged so uncomfortably at his feet. Don't worry though, he made sure to slide a vibrator between my legs to combat that pain just a little bit.