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Oh what a dear friend Rowdy Joe is. He took his time to meticulously tie my wrists, forearms and elbows together behind my back while only wearing black silk gloves and full back silk panties. He then attached my arms to my body with another rope then of course to complete his meticulous anti-struggle bondage on me, he has rope wrapped around my ankles connected to the back of my neck rope. My ankles are crossed making it impossible for me to roll over no matter how hard i try! Every crevice of my mouth is filled with cloth as micro-foam tape is wrapped many times around my head to hold it in place and to ensure all I can do is Mpphh. I try to gag talk and just maybe you can understand the few words i do try to say. I will give you a hint, i do call my dear friend a "fucker" at one point;) When i call someone that, that means i am thoroughly pissed off that i cant struggle, move and do what i want in my bondage. Damn it. You see it in my eyes, i want to move around the bed but i just cant do it. All I can do is wiggle my bare feet, shake my body and turn my head giving you many evil looks and Mpphhs. I give up but instead of the ropes coming off, i fall into a very peaceful XXXX, knowing I'm actually very happy in bondage I cant freakin move in Sweet Dreams my dear friends...so you in bondage lala land! Thanks Rowdy Joe for putting me into this what seems like not so much rope or hard tie, but damn it, it was one of the unmovable hogties i've ever been in!