Birthday Mercy - Post Show

After the live show, my chances of getting roped or strapped up again before the end of the night is always pretty high, especially when i'm wearing something that entices martin to do so - like a tiny spaghetti strap dress that shows my tits and my pussy. martin accentuates that with a huge, white ball gag to match my outfit and heels. he buckles some strict leather straps around my arms to push my elbows together, a smaller strap on my ankles and a chain to the chair to keep me from leaving. another strap around my throat to restrict my breathing and one more to squeeze my shoulders back... ...and martin says he's got "mercy" on me...