After being on my knees a good 16 minutes, Martin puts me face down to the ground so that I'm flat on my stomach with my legs still frogtied, elbows together, and my hair pulled back to my arms. Ball gagged, drooling, and biting down on the pain until I reach my tap out. I get untied but games not over until I'm able to fully recover and ungag myself, remove the crotch rope, and get the 7 knots that's twisted around my pony tail.