Turning the Tables

To turn the tables on someone means to gain the upper hand. In this play session with Utmost Restraint, I do believe he gained the upper hand pretty effortlessly over my body and mind in tying me in a neck-to-crotch rope predicament table position. Instantly, my major muscle groups begin working to keep my hips raised. My neck is very uncomfortable in this position, pulling down on the neck rope. Suction tubes, clamps and an electro shocker bring added suffering to my predicament. A Jennings gag and some wrap around my mouth increase my discomfort as well as four very strong clamps strategically placed over my rib cage and over my hip bones. With every movement, every breath, these clamps cause major discomfort rubbing against my bones. This causes me to not want to breathe, but, of course, I have to - particularly when I am close to hyperventilating due to the stress. At one point I manage to weakly mutter "I can't do this anymore," and Utmost graciously provides me with some relief - only to go back into it for more. I found this scene to be quite cathartic, as you will probably notice :)