I love the slow progression when Martin ropes me. The giant gag goes in and stays in until I'm untied and the bondage is strict from the jump. All is fine until the nipple clamps are added and that's when the discomfort begins. Martin showers me with ice water then tease and denies me with the wand - only making me suffer more when he takes it away. Now that he's got my endorphins going and the pain receptors fired up, all the things that hurt are amplified but deep down inside, I'm still hoping Martin comes back and rewards me with the wand.