A WOODEN BALL? The fucker gagged me with a wooden ballgag? Bastard! But that's what I get for smarting off I guess and now he left me tied upstairs knowing that if I want to get away the only choice I have is to somehow drag my bound body all the way down the stairs without myself. It's a game we play often but he's outdone himself with meanness this time, especially this damn wooden ball in my mouth but since I have no choice I start my journey and hope for the best. I don't see him anywhere but I know he's watching as I cautiously make my way down one step at a time, my hands hurt like the d...

A WOODEN BALL? The fucker gagged me with a wooden ballgag? Bastard! But that's what I get for smarting off I guess and now he left me tied upstairs knowing that if I want to get away the only choice I have is to somehow drag my bound body all the way down the stairs without myself. It's a game we play often but he's outdone himself with meanness this time, especially this damn wooden ball in my mouth but since I have no choice I start my journey and hope for the best. I don't see him anywhere but I know he's watching as I cautiously make my way down one step at a time, my hands hurt like the devil from the tight rope and I'm drooling past this fucking gag which is something else he loves...seeing me suffer so I hope the bastard is happy! Finally I make the floor and the door is close by so I HOP towards it, drag my ties hands to the lever but he's bolted it from the outside because I can't get it open...and then he appears with smart comments on my helplessness! I try hopping to hide but he sees me and puts me on the floor to struggle and squirm, he knows I'll never get loose but the game is to try as hard as I can and I'd love to get free just once to piss him off. But it's useless and the longer I try the more frustrated I get and all he does is watch and enjoy my misery. Suddenly he's back with more rope and as I groan and whimper I'm flipped to my belly and he achigly HOGTIES me into absolute and utter helplessness where I'm left for the rest of the day. God, why the hell did I marry this guy!