Martin and his devious ways got his idea of how he was going to tie me when I got into a position on the floor that morning while picking out my outfit for the day. This is how I ended up bound and gagged in a kneeling position on the pallet - with a big red ball strapped deep inside my mouth, elbows tied, ankles crossed, and my thighs bound to my heels to keep me from kneeling upright. I was OK for the first 20-minutes until Martin noosed my throat to the ceiling and clamped my nipples. This is where it becomes a matter of time in how long I last.