I was enjoying my time in rope while he ignored me, focused on his work. My ankles tied tightly to my thighs in a frog tie, hands held in a reverse prayer chicken wing, I could barely move more than a few inches in my struggles! The vet wrap wound around my face pulled so fiercely my jaw was aching around the bandana stuffing filling my mouth. Suddenly he was back with more rope; his focus on me after all! I strain to see what he’s doing as he attaches further lengths to my restraints, I feel my knees being cinched together and my legs being lifted off the leather, my neck pressing into the... Show more