My arms are pulled so high and my neck is pulled to my knees so low that there's no way up or down. I'm sweating because it's so hot, yet shivering because the water's so cold. I'm drooling so much, I can feel the spit pouring from my ball gag. Then Martin puts the nipple clamps on me and now even though I can't move, I'm afraid I might! Everything is so uncomfortable that I can't speak - just cry and moan. At the moment, all that's going through my mind is how much I want to tap... thinking maybe my lack of longevity has something to do with not being tied up for the past two weeks. Luckily, ... Show more