They answer questions and we get to test the limits of their endurance for intense bondage positions. Abigail is in a modified hogtie, tightly roped into a cold, iron frame, while we give her the initial interrogation.
When we return to Ashley Lane she looks about as broken down as she can get. Her face is covered in smudged makeup from crying, and her whole body is covered in marks and bruises from being lashed at with the whip.
For the remainder of the live show, I am bound and gagged and sitting on the cinder block. Completely drenched in ice cold water and tightly tied in wet hemp rope. Heavily gagged with a humongous ball gag and elbows tied together. As I rock back and fourth on the cinder block, I can feel the clovers swaying beneath my nipples and the water already beginning to dissipate from my skin. What a great time!
Enough pain will bring anyone to tears, so it isn't surprising that Jessica is crying while we flog her tits. Her nipples have been getting played with all day and they are super sensitive.
While I’m standing on the cinder block, Martin gags me with the giant, white ball gag, then ropes my throat to the rope going from my elbows to the ceiling – making it much harder to breathe. He sprays me down with ice cold water one more time before releasing the rope that f0rces me to stand, then sits me down on the cinder block with a pony tail tied to the same rope going from my elbows to the ceiling. Completes the tie with my knees and ankles cinched together and my feet are tied to the cinder block so I can stand up.