Martin's always got the works going on when he ties me up. Elbows, neck rope, nipple clamps, big gag, crotch rope - but I always tend to be bothered by one or two things, never all. Tonight, it was the neck rope. Once he came in and made that adjustment, it changed my world and it was all I could focus on. Not the fact that my elbows were tied, or the huge gag prying my mouth, or Martin striking me with the flogger... it was the neck rope that amplified the situation.