Crying, drooling, mascara running, and still trying to stand on 6" heels while my feet are tied, standing straight up. Arms boxed behind me, bra folded under with nipple clamps on my tits and rope wrapped snugly around my neck. Martin makes me repeat the three things he loves punishing the most - "My mouth, my pussy, and my feet" was my reply. He loves being reminded and making me remind myself of these things. He tightens the rope around my neck and gives my crotch rope a quick tug, knowing that each time he moves me, the pain eats away at my well-being, leaving me be until he breaks me down.