Now that Martin’s got me in tears from the clothes pins and lashings on my back, he goes for the ultimate in my book which are the clovers. I’m a crying, drooling mess and there is no letting up on my punishment. When he removes the clovers, he unties me, spins me around and replaces the clothes pins with a large ball gag and puts me back in a widely spread position.
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