20 minutes into the show, still gagged and drooling all over myself, arms stretched to their maximum, legs spread, clamps on my nipples, and a tight pussy rope. Martin sprays me down, then mounts me with a large dildo secured to a post that's screwed into the base that I'm standing on. A little bit harder for me to move much, he swaps my gag with an extra large one - one that restricts my breathing - especially with all the rope around my throat. Instantly, my face turns purple and the situation gets much more tough for me.