What a wonderful life I live to have someone to tie me up constantly. In strenuous and strict bondage that not only relieves me of all stress and worry but also serves as foreplay. It never fails. When I'm bound and gagged and suffering, all you see is drool, sweat and tears but after I'm untied and back to normal, I feel revived. Take this strappado that Martin has me in tonight. Elbows welded, big ball shoved in my mouth, ponytail tied tightly to my elbows and my arms pulled way over my shoulders. As if that isn't enough to break me, my neck is pulled to my knees while my ankles are tied ... Show more