When I first walked into the Playroom, I saw the spool with the rotating disc underneath and knew right away that I'll be hogtied and displayed on top of it. Although it was quite obvious, I was still pleasantly surprised. I love being on display. It makes me feel like a centerpiece and much more desirable. It's one of those positions where, when a big ball gag, super tight throat rope and my ponytail is pulled back, I suffer tremendously.

At first, Martin hogties me on the spool with a tight crotch rope and my elbows tied. My throat was roped and my mouth was gagged. Before the ba...

When I first walked into the Playroom, I saw the spool with the rotating disc underneath and knew right away that I'll be hogtied and displayed on top of it. Although it was quite obvious, I was still pleasantly surprised. I love being on display. It makes me feel like a centerpiece and much more desirable. It's one of those positions where, when a big ball gag, super tight throat rope and my ponytail is pulled back, I suffer tremendously.

At first, Martin hogties me on the spool with a tight crotch rope and my elbows tied. My throat was roped and my mouth was gagged. Before the ball was strapped in my mouth, because of how tight the rope around my throat was, I knew I'd be in trouble one the gag went on. Sure enough, as soon as my mouth was plugged, it was hard to breathe. Being hogtied is my favorite position so automatically, I go into a mode of lust and acceptance. Martin completes the tie, then flips the switch for the disc to begin rotating. Keep in mind that I was already struggling to breathe but after some time, holding my head up became tiresome and that's when things went downhill very quickly. The more I grew tired, the faster I exhausted myself by resting my head and cutting off my air supply. I fought between wanting to lay my head down and resting and lifting my head and breathing. Martin let me play this game a good several minutes before he ties my hair into a ponytail to relieve some of the