After a day of running around, on our way home, Martin told me he wanted to tie me up that night. He said he wanted me in a pair of heels and my jean cut off shorts. The ones that are so tiny that they pretty much fit like panties. So that night, I changed my clothes and came downstairs in the outfit he asked for, ready and eager to be tied. I was topless and chose my red, strappy heels. I didn't know how I was going to be bound and gagged so as soon as my elbows were tied and I was laid down onto my stomach, I was very happy to learn that I was going to hogtied. And it only got better when I was told that I was going to be left alone to be watched and left there for a long time.