I guess it's taking me some time to gain my endurance back because I feel as though I haven't been able to last as long as I use to three months ago. So with my elbows crushed and pulled behind me high while I'm forward with my throat roped, I can feel myself wanting to call it quits but I know I must go for as long as Martin wants me here. And it doesn't help that I've got nipple clamps and that giant white ball strapped to the last hole, but when I'm told that sex is my reward, it helps me to last that much longer.