<strong>Louise</strong>grabbed the powerful, thick ends of the rops blindfold and pulled them to the back of Felina's head. At this point, behind the ears, the hardened rope fabric, wide as a belt, narrowed to about 1-cm width and became even easier to curve and bend. She looked over the attractive cascades of curly hair, with the buckle of the nose wires device in the middle - it served as the lynchpin of both the nose bondage and the cord forcing Felina's head close to her feet.<br/><br/>She had considered knotting the blindfold off right over the buckle, to make it still harder for her opponent to get to any of the knots (should she even get her hands free), but then she had decided against it. That kind of tactic might have helped Felina push off the blindofld by means of friction, of rubbing it against something. In itself, where it sat now, the buckle was all but immune to friction, cradled as it was by the swathes of Felina's reddish hair. So Louise placed the knot a bit lower down, where it would still stay steadily in place, and tied it off securely, pushing the short, flat ends of the ropebelt under a lock of the woman's hair.<br/><br/>She stood up and looked over the bondage they had applied. It appeared without fail and yet she knew Felina might somehow escape most of it. She felt confident, but wondered what the other one had in store for her. She rubbed some of the ropes and felt on them: perfect, no slack anywhere.<br/><br/>Then it suddenly struck her, should they really leave Felina's heeled sandals on? The heels in themselves she had not considered a risk, they were not blunt enough at the top to be useful in breaking firm bondage. And they had not made any real interference with the tying up of the lady's ankles. But they just might help her rub her feet against each other and that way work on the ankle ropes.