For the live show tonight, Martin bends my arms into a painful chicken wing and ties my wrists to my torso rope. Hair to my elbows, rope over my shoulders and chest, then pulled to the ceiling from the front to keep me in a standing position. Mouth gagged with a big ball, nipple clamped, and then he brings me to my knees and ties my ankles crossed. Once I'm on my knees, my wrists are attached to my ankles so I have a little bit of slack to struggle between kneeling down, then wanting to bring myself upright again. Within a matter of seconds, my legs are burning and I'm already having a tough t... Show more