Friday nights just have this vibe where I know I'm going to be roped at some point in the office and I was right. Maybe it was the outfit, it could've been the heels or probably even the sexting earlier that day.. either way, I ended up being on display. Propped up in 6" heels with my neck roped to the ceiling, elbows tied, big gag silencing my mouth and some clovers biting down on my nipples. Fridays are just an all-around win with the live show in the evening, followed by another roping, sometimes two, later on that night.