I am cleave-gagged with a knotted bandanna with my arms bound over my head with leather cuffs and rope pulling up and rope my ankles down. My captor raises the motorcycle machine shop rack making the ropes tighter and stretching me out so I barely can move. I look at you (the camera) pleading with my eyes and my gagged mpphhs to see if you will have mercy on me but instead you just walk around me watching me squirm and tighten my muscles, raise my back and lift my head but I barely can move so every movement takes much effort. You take nice long looks at my smooth shaved armpits and my gagg... Show more