Martin takes me on a bumpy ride this Saturday afternoon and I'm not havin' it. I try to kick and scream and wriggle my way out of a hogtie but who am I really kidding. I know there's no way out but that doesn't stop me from trying. I've got my a short little sun dress and wedge heels with my elbows bound behind my back and my mouth stuffed with handkerchiefs, wrapped over with ace bandage. Hollering and hopping in the back of his suv but it doesn't seem to phase him nor can I get anyone to hear or see me. I thought for sure, that driving through the city in broad day light would definitely spa...

Martin takes me on a bumpy ride this Saturday afternoon and I'm not havin' it. I try to kick and scream and wriggle my way out of a hogtie but who am I really kidding. I know there's no way out but that doesn't stop me from trying. I've got my a short little sun dress and wedge heels with my elbows bound behind my back and my mouth stuffed with handkerchiefs, wrapped over with ace bandage. Hollering and hopping in the back of his suv but it doesn't seem to phase him nor can I get anyone to hear or see me. I thought for sure, that driving through the city in broad day light would definitely spark some attention but unfortunately it didn't go that way. At one point, Martin stops the car, pops the trunk, whips my tits out, then pulls my dress over my ass so he can get a better view of what's underneath all my clothing. Not long after he gets back into the driver's seat, I manage to flip myself onto my side and spit my gag out - this did NOT go over well with him.