Asiana is wearing a mini skirt and is tied with rope on her knees. One position, same spot, the whole time. I struggle to kneel upright, then struggle not to kneel too much. Every time I straighten myself up, I'm pulled back down by my ankles - and every time I try to sit, I can only do so for a couple seconds at a time. Martin watches as I tire myself out until he decides it's time to untie me and take me upstairs.