Roped from top to bottom while perched on the Pain Table, I’m silenced with a huge stress ball and tightly wrapped over my mouth and eyes for a fully immersive experience. I love the suspense of not seeing what’s coming next. Ropes hug my throat, chest, waist, and thighs, cinched around my elbows, with another around my pussy to constantly remind me of my place for Martin. I handle whatever he decides to throw at me… and in the end, I cum at his expense.