The entire time Martin has my throat roped to the wall, all I can help but do, is wriggle and twist around. The awesome thing about this second position is that the first one broke me down. I could not even stand straight or put any weight onto my left leg. Any time I do, my leg gives out, causing me to tremble. My hair, the gag, the nipple clamps and the crotch rope, my heels, my elbows, and my throat - it was almost as if nothing else mattered but I loved every minute of it.