Legs spread and planted to the pallet, elbows tightly squeezed together that I can literally feel them touching, my elbows are hoisted to the ceiling so high that it's making me pull tighter on my crotch rope since my wrists are attached to it. I'm drooling over the 2 1/2" ball gag that's shoved inside my mouth and I have no choice but to watch the drool hit the pallet because my neck is pulled to the ring. Every part of my body is strained with anguish. Martin sits and takes a smoke break as we negotiate a deal. Because we wants me to go a little longer, he switches up the position a bit and ... Show more