Another night where I wanted to get tied up but it was getting late and time for Martin to leave. Just as if it were sex, he could never leave me behind unsatisfied, so we get straight to business. I grab for the rope and wrap it tightly around my pussy, taking Martin&8217;s had and leading his to feel how tight it is. He ties me in a few variation of ways &8211; ungagged, rope around my throat, hair to my elbows, elbows are chicken-winged, and another with my wrists to my torso, throat to my elbows, and a giant gag plugging my tiny mouth. I was content. I didn&8217;t need stimulation, not a lot of attention, and I didn&8217;t need sex. Just me, gagged and roped, and able struggle around and pose as Martin&8217;s slutty bondage eye-candy.
