I struggle in this semi-suspended, kneeling strappado for another 7 minutes. My hands are cold and purple by now, using the tips of my toes, trying to keep myself as high off my knees as I can with one foot, as Martin then starts whipping my feet with the cat o' nine tails. While I'm a crying, drooling, mess, Martin comes in and wraps a tight torso rope around my tiny waste, then me to cum with the Hitachi.