There was no doubt that Gmoras was enjoying her initial predicament. Her elbows were bound tightly together and pulled into a light strappado. A set of clover clamps soon changed her mood, and as they were connected to her leg ropes it didn't take long for her to realize her predicament. The clamps forced her to stay bent, exhausting her corseted core muscles. Hanging limp by her strappado ropes was not very comfortable either. It quickly became a struggle between two evils; which is just how she likes it.