The first week at the new house, Martin had tied me where we began in the bedroom late at night and eventually led me into the garage - it was so unexpected. He took me down stairs, elbows tied, mouth gagged, through the dark house, into the freezing cold garage, and had me get on top of the pallet. I was put into a kneeling position where he tied my feet to a hook on the base, secured my wrists to my feet, then pulled my neck down and tied it to another hook that was screwed into the base in front of me. That position lasted about as long as he was able to get a few pictures out of me. It was...

The first week at the new house, Martin had tied me where we began in the bedroom late at night and eventually led me into the garage - it was so unexpected. He took me down stairs, elbows tied, mouth gagged, through the dark house, into the freezing cold garage, and had me get on top of the pallet. I was put into a kneeling position where he tied my feet to a hook on the base, secured my wrists to my feet, then pulled my neck down and tied it to another hook that was screwed into the base in front of me. That position lasted about as long as he was able to get a few pictures out of me. It was a home run for him and since that night, he was determined to do it again. This was that moment where he tried and again, I was defeated lol Only thing different this time was that my tits were tied and I lasted a few minutes longer. This time he left me there until I was begging for mercy. While in position, I tried every which way to maneuver my body so that I could find a comfortable position but it was impossible and the more I moved, the more I screwed myself. I was in a full fledged cry in minutes! His thoughts.... "Mission Complete!"