Bouncing back from the previous position, we went straight into another. Thinking on his toes, Martin bends me over the wooden spool and cuffs my elbows and wrists into a strappado. Face down, ass up, legs spread and chained to the base of the spool. The sound of the drill, anchoring my feet in place excites me! I didn't know where Martin was going with this but I absolutely loved it already! I loved that I couldn't go anywhere but loved that I had just enough room to squirm around - it was perfect. I could feel the cold steel of the hinged cuffs, digging into my wrists and I love that my e... Show more