Black corset, black suede, chrome-tip high heels, black laced stockings with garters, and me on my knees with my arms spread to each end of a cross-t post. Kneeling on a wooden base with my ankles cuffed, wire around each wrist and then around my neck. All attached by one wire so any time I slightly tug on one end, I am choked. What Martin and I loved about this video is that it was a simple position that became great after he added a few elements into the mix. Funny how only my hands were tied, yet I could hardly move... or maybe I was afraid to. When Martin strapped the ball gag into my mout...

Black corset, black suede, chrome-tip high heels, black laced stockings with garters, and me on my knees with my arms spread to each end of a cross-t post. Kneeling on a wooden base with my ankles cuffed, wire around each wrist and then around my neck. All attached by one wire so any time I slightly tug on one end, I am choked. What Martin and I loved about this video is that it was a simple position that became great after he added a few elements into the mix. Funny how only my hands were tied, yet I could hardly move... or maybe I was afraid to. When Martin strapped the ball gag into my mouth, this is when it all began to liven up. As confusing as it sounds, it was very hard for me to breathe and when my mouth was gagged, even though I was able to breathe through my nose, it was still extremely tough. The easiest way for me to get some air was to open my mouth and inhale and with the wire digging into my neck, I could not swallow due to the wire. You can clearly see how much of a hard time I was having by my blue-tinted face. Then he un-buttons my corset, just enough to expose my chest, and puts on the nipple clamps. I'm dying inside. My face goes from blue to red and tears start to well up in my eyes. Saliva starts streaming down between my tits and my hands start shaking from the pain. I'm anxious to be released yet loving it enough to stay right here.