After finally releasing me from the steady misery of the chair tie, of course… the shows not over. Martin stands me up by my hair, coils a noose around my neck, and has me tall high enough to put me to my toes. No rope. Just my naked, defenseless body, open to whatever else to come. Being f0rced to spread my legs and balance myself on my tippy-toes while being flogged by the cat-o-nine tails and every time Im struck, it knocks me off balance. Martin then has me get down on all fours into a doggy position while he finishes me off with the crop – ending the show with my face full of tears and a chin full of drool.
