Heavily gagged with a 2 1/2" ball, drooling profusely and rocking myself forward and then back, in a standing, leg-spread stance. With my elbows attached tied to my hair and my head being constantly pulled back, the ball keeps slipping deeper inside my mouth with absolutely no way for me to push it back out with my tongue. What a beautiful thing that my entire body isn't even bound, yet the simplicity of the tie is so effective in causing me such discomfort. As I stand and wait for Martin's next move, he approaches me with his hand around my throat and some slaps to the face. He tightens the r... Show more