For the live show tonight, I was wearing my favorite 6" strappys, a sexy girdle and matching bra. Martin had put me in a strappado that was so hard for me, I could barely take it. It wasn't the crushed elbows or the giant gag, nor the hair pulled back or the super high heels, it wasn't the crotch rope lifting me onto my toes by my pussy or the clover clamps (surprisingly), this time it was the shoulders and arms pulled excruciatingly high! Like Martin says, Now I'm put in place...