President Richard Nixon has me right where he wants me but he isn’t sure about the camera but he doesn’t miss a thing of whats going on behind him. I am bound in a unique frogtie but also hogtie. My hands are secured inside leather mitts not allowing me to get to the knots but all I am able to do is struggle. When I struggle, I mean I am everywhere on the couch, on the floor, and everywhere in between. I get ballgagged then a stretchy long cloth is stretched over the ballgag to hold it into place even better, ensuring all you hear is umpph and grunts in my pursuit of struggling. I come acr... Show more