With my elbows squeezed together and pulled high, my hair pulled backwards and fastened to my arms, crotch rope wrapped around my pussy, ankles tied together with my upper body pulling me down to my feet, and the extreme ball gag sitting deep inside my mouth, I'm crying, sweating, drooling, and at the verge of tapping out. Martin takes me from strappado to a chair position so that I'm sitting down with my knees tied to my neck. He then unties me and straps each ankle to the legs of the chair, switches me out with a ring gag, and ties me down to the chair by my throat.