I was wearing lingerie, Cuban heel stockings, and some heels. Martin compliments that with some leather belts around my shoulders and waist, boxes my arms, then doubles up on the straps around my throat. When Martin slides a big ball in between my teeth and straps it tight, it immediately becomes hard to breathe. I must either breathe very slowly and or open my mouth wide and take a breath. After a quick game of 4cing me to walk back and forth from the table, he sits me on the chair and binds my legs crossed with more belts at my ankles and knees. I sit quietly and behave but while I'm sitt... Show more