Towards the show, I really started falling apart. There was almost nothing I could do to find comfort anymore so Martin gives me a little relief by taking me down a notch but I was so far gone at that point that I still couldn't gain control of myself. A few more minutes was all that I could handle. Martin begins the process of taking me down in pieces, starting with my raised arms. Now left on the table in a much more simpler hogtie until the end of the show. Finally, my arms are released, my hair is untied and the gag is removed. What you have left is a physically destroyed but utterly satisfied Asiana!