Forced in a standing position wearing 6″ stilettos, my elbows tied, with only my hair keeping me up on my toes. I have a giant ball gag wedged in my mouth wrapped over tight. I desperately kick my heels off in dire need of comfort for my feet and now I have no choice but to be on my toes. Martin sprays me down with ice cold water and makes me turn repeated in place for the time remaining.