When I came into the room wearing these ultra skimpy jean cut-off shorts, Martin knew exactly how to dress me up. Elbows crushed, big gag, throat roped, and the primary focus which was the crotch rope. A crotch rope to accentuate the sexiness of these shorts. As tight as the ropes were around my body, it's like nothing else was needed. But then, Martin attaches my arms to the ceiling and uses the winch to hike me up and that's when things get a bit more difficult.