My arms are hiked up so high in this strappado that the bottom of my heels are off the ground. The strain in my neck is so stressful that it is this, that bothers me the most, and with my neck pulling my knees so far forward, it's extremely difficult to maneuver myself in small circles. Martin sits in his chair to admire me and my ass in my see-through tights, questioning me as to what I love most about this position. He unties the rope from my neck to my knees, then ties a pony tail and fastens it to my elbows.