Martin put me in such an uncomfortable position where I was leaning over a bench on my knees with my tits hanging off the edge. Elbows crushed behind my back, huge gag prying my mouth open, throat roped and ponytail attached to my ankles so every time I bring my feet down, I pull my […]
My mouth could be hurting from the giant ball gag, my elbows could be crushed behind my back and my hair could be pulled to an overhead point, but as soon as Martin hangs some weight on my nipple clamps, all of that becomes irrelevant. Because once I zero in on the nipples, my brain […]
I was bound in a standing position with my neck chained to the rack and my ankles and elbows strapped tight. To top it off, Martin connects the clover clamps to an overhead point and when it comes to my nipples, it really doesn’t take much so the angle in which the clovers were being […]
While my nipples are attached to the ceiling, Martin gives me the option to raise them higher or crush my elbows. It’s usually a hard decision but I never want anything to do with more pain to my nipples so it was an easy answer and Martin swiftly took action. He unbuckled the third strap, […]
A good girl always fulfills her sexual duties and Fridays are one of those days when I work extra hard to complete those “tasks”. And by tasks, I mean getting tied up multiple times. Once for the live show, again in the office, and of course, in the bedroom. The show and the bedroom are […]
When Martin says, I work hard for the money, he’s not kidding. I work hard to earn the orgasms and I work hard to keep cocks hard – ESPECIALLY his. And it’s evident I’ll do whatever Martin wants, like take a big ball in my mouth, a big dildo in my pussy and get roped […]
When Martin ties my hair to my ankles and my throat to my heels, I was in full fledged suffering from then on. It didn’t matter how hard I arched or how much I tried to bring feet forward, nothing helped. It was all drool and tears flowing from my face and the only time […]
When it’s time to get cleaned up, the first thing I do is check myself out in the mirror and admire all the marks Martin left on my body. The natural thing to do is wash all the bodily fluids off and if I’m going out, I really should be covering up but the slut […]
My feet always get me in trouble and I just can’t help it. Martin thinks I can control it but I can’t. Clearly, I can’t behave, even if it means avoiding the consequences. Can you blame me though? He’s got my legs tied to the posts while my elbows are crushed and I’m lifted off […]
When Martin finalizes a position, in his brain, there’s always room for more. Even with my legs spread wide, my wrists pulled behind me with my gag tied to my elbows, clovers on my nipples and a crotch rope to the ceiling… Martin can always take it up a notch. And that, he does. By […]