I love my birthdays. Martin already spoils me with gifts, attention, sex and bondage all the time but on my birthday, I get extra. I was being very noisy about it though, because once Martin put me in a hogtie on the bed, I couldn't struggle. I don't even know why that was a surprise but I reacted like a brat lol. The bondage is always immobilizing and it's always uncomfortable so I should never expect otherwise, right? This is who I am. Even when I cry, even when I complain and even when I tap out, I always want more. I crave submission, my body was built for bondage, I love it, I need it and even when I hate it, deep down inside, I still enjoy it.