It’s so frustrating when Martin straps the wand to my leg and intentionally puts it out of reach. He knows how much I want it touching me and the fact that I get so upset trying to prematurely get to that orgasm only fuels him to leave it there even longer. Doesn’t matter if I’m […]
While I’m standing in 6″ heels and chained to the ceiling, as if I wasn’t suffering enough from the elbows, Martin soaks me with ice water to make sure I stay entertained. Periodically making a quick visit to press the wand up against my sweet spot, walking away, then coming back and holding it there […]
When Martin ties me with my knees or legs spread, I know my pussy is going to get some attention… as if the ice dildo he presented wasn’t already a giveaway in the beginning. When he set it next to me, I remembered the feeling of having ice cubes shoved up my pussy, so there […]
Poor Martin always puts up with my unnecessary wants and needs like tattoos and piercings and while he loves them on me, he’s also gotta deal with the dreadful downtime – one of those being the “no gag rule”. So, if I can’t be gagged, he’s going to make sure that he puts me in […]
The hard part about this position was having to keep myself arched and my head back because every time I relax my head, I pull on the rope around my neck. The stress in having to maintain this, plus the discomfort in my arms was what I thought to be enough to make up for […]
It’s always a pleasant surprise when Martin makes me actually work for the orgasm. Not in terms of suffering, but handing me the wand and having to make myself cum while I’m tied up. Making sure the position serves a bit of a challenge with my neck roped to the ceiling, a touch of pain […]
Being utterly stretched out, it was all I could focus on until the clovers were introduced into the mix. Each weight that was added just amplified the situation and from then on, Martin’s job was smooth sailing. I was in complete discomfort hanging by my wrists with weights attached to my nipple clamps alone. Hard […]
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 […]