Every time Martin ties me up, no matter where it is, how I'm tied, for what reason I'm tied - he ensures it's one to remember. Much like sex, his goal is to leave me in such disarray that I'll be feeling every part of what was tied, stuffed,, and victimized long after the fact. The rope marks on my ankles and wrists, the traces of rope wrapped around my neck, my burning nipples from the nipple clamps, my aching jaw from being stretched open by the ball gag, the welts on across my stomach and thighs from the cat 0' nine tails, and my hurting pussy from being hoisted off the chair. Body and hair... Show more