You have to admire her confidence. After putting on the ballet boots for the first time Amy strutted around my living room with ease. When I asked if she could stand for ten minutes she rolled her eyes as if the task was a simple as breathing. With her hands in leather mittens I connect them to a ceiling anchor and leave her to stir. Within minutes I can hear the moans of discomfort through her gag starting to set in. By the time I add a crotch rope she’s left unable to find any position comfortable. Amy pleads through her gag and I just show her the timer. It’s only been 5 minutes dear… 5 more to go.
