During the last 15 minutes of the live show, we end with my wrists and ankles tied down to the red chair. Face pulled down to my knees, crotch rope tightly around my pussy, and elbows pressed together. I suffer and moan, and protest through my excessively packed mouth but all that comes out are muffled screams and this goes on, all the way until the end. Then of course, after Martin unties me, he wants me to unveil the bandage around my face, remove the duct tape, pull the wad of handkerchiefs in my mouth, untie my ankles, and then my crotch rope. Great show!