Martin roped me on the folding chair and with my elbows tied behind the back and my legs spread, I was bent into that arch that he loves to put me in. I say it often but it's such a simple tie that gives so much when you add the clovers, a crotch rope and a little ice water. Eventually, that arch gets to me and I start getting noisy until Martin brings the wand in and turns that noise into screams of pleasure behind the gag.