Switching my hips from side to side. Bending one knee and straitening the other, then back and fourth. I can't breathe from the massive amount of rope around my neck and I can't step forward or back. My arms are starting to hurt a lot from pushing forward and tightening the rope on my wrists. My thighs are drenched in spit and I'm growing weak by the second but I know I had to endure the position for as long as I possibly can because the tie took much longer than I had been standing there. A few more minutes and Martin finally lets me out (thank goodness!). He places me on top of our newly don... Show more