When I say I was "roped the fuck up", I mean EVERYTHING bothered me. And I have to admit... whenever I'm in a standing position, as long as there isn't a rack over my head, I always assume it's going to be easy. Nothing elaborate, just a standing position, gagged, clamped, elbows tied... I can do this in my type stuff lol. WRONG! First of all, the ball was huge to begin with and then I accidentally strapped it on tighter than usual. The waist rope went on and literally suckikng the life out of me. I had lots of rope around my neck, my elbows were tied and after Martin clamped my nipples, it hurt so much to turn in place. I was feeling EVERYTHING at this point but it doesn't end here. Martin proceeds to tie my ankles and it was SO TIGHT that my shoes were rubbing together. Turning in place is getting harder now and it's taking a lot more focus to keep from losing control of myself. You should've seen how well I maintained my composure when I lost my footing at 16:25. That trip rocked my nipple clamps and broke my concentration! Martin then brings the wand to my roped pussy but I was suffering so hard that my body did not allow me to feel any pleasure, whatsoever.