19 years old Yalta has been wanted to try a really tight bondage. Well, here we go!
The clip begins with a barefoot topless Yalta sitting on the table. She is already bound (toe-tied, ankles, below and upper knees, breast-roped, wrists, elbows) and gagged with a very large ball gag. I come and put her on her knees then I tie her each breast with a thin rope, Yalta tolerates shyly without making a sound. After that, I add a rope on her neck and attach it up to her tied knees and leave her alone for a short time. The poor girl starts to get her hands and back going numb, but she suffers well. I cane her soles and ass a little bit. After some time, I release the rope from her neck to the knees, put her on the stomach and tie her in a very tight hogtie and leave her alone again. It is hard for her, but she can stand it. After some time I see that she is no longer able to endure it and I begin to untie her.
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Sometimes, pain and suffering isn’t necessary. Sometimes, simplicity is nice, and sometimes, the attention Martin gives me is very minimal. Sometimes, I’m just here to serve as an ornament. To be displayed, to be watched or to just be in the background. Pantyhose, heels and a mini skirt to keep it interesting, a gag to keep me quiet and a few leather straps to keep me in place. I love being Martin’s eye candy while we’re in the office. He just gags and binds me and leaves me there for however long he feels is necessary.
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These fiendish instruments are agony, I pray he will return.

Her condition has become more ingrained. She has been in the ass bar ring for 48 hrs. I took her arms out of play by shackling them to the back of the ass ring. Her ankles are shackled together, thus, her legs can afford her little balance. She is forced into a crunch position and her only mobility is waddling on her ass. I am delighted that the monitoring system is fully implemented; now I can watch her from anywhere.

This is insufferable! My ass and back are constantly aching. How long have I been like this? I fear if I try to recline I will fall over and not be able to sit up again. I have shown no complaint or resistance to his machinations — I dare not. I think this strategy is working as he has not threatened me. He lavishly enjoys the perversity of this bondage and the way he manipulates me. It dominates my mind. I am utterly dependent on him. My isolation has turned my mind to only him — I look forward to his return, though this thought is abhorrent!

I am famished and thirsty — clearly, this is intentional, if I had to subscribe some purpose to this madness I suspect he wishes to control me in a more sophisticated manner; something beyond force, coercion and sex. He obviously is maniacal and highly organized in in the methods he employs to terrorize me. This infernal bar he has locked on my head goes to the back of my tongue and has begun to rust from my saliva. The taste of iron is the only thing that wets my palate. The drooling is constant — I am so thirsty that I tip my head back and try to swallow it.

This discharge is not the worst though. Desperate to relieve myself I wiggled over to the iron grill he has chained me to and expelled a shit through the grate. I piss on the floor boards. Though it is a torturous effort I discovered that I can roll onto my back and then my side. This has to be positioned carefully for I can then use my tongue to lick up the piss.
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