We finally exit the freeway but we still have a ways to get to the mall. I’m in the passenger seat very still and laying low. I love it so much that I’m in a relaxed state – my arms would start to hurt here and there, but I was calm. I LOVE being tied up in the car and Martin’s car is my favorite car to get tied up in. As we get closer to our destination, Martin starts picking me up by my crotch rope and lifting me off the seat, sending me to muffled screams and cries. He did this several more times, each time a little harder and when we finally parked the car, I was spent.
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