<strong>Felina</strong>felt the rope trying to strangle her midsection but she clenched her steel abs. She was now hanging by her waist, tightly bent over and nearly unable to move. She could feel Louise's writhing body against her side. She could not see her but she trusted Marion to have carried out what they had planned together, so she had a good mental image of her opponent's situation.<br/><br/>But for now she did not care much about her. She had to get down from this suspension quickly, before her abs would tire and she would have difficulty to breathe. Once on the floor, she would, work of freeing herself from her other restraints.<br/><br/>Fortunately, she had a plan. Marion had smartly chosen the way she would be hanging. It might seem dangerous to put her whole weight on her belly as it could prevent her from breathing properly but it was also bringing the suspension rope in easy reach of her fingers. Indeed, the bondage of her arms was allowing her quite a bit of freedom as only her wrists were bound. Her fingers began to explore the rope that was coiled around her waist. She followed it as high as she could trying to find a knot. She could just feel something.<br/><br/>But as she squirmed, she also felt the rope sliding across her waist. It could only mean one thing: there was some slip-knot above her and it was slowly going to strangulate her waist. It should not have been a happy prospect but in fact it caused a distinct, although strained, smile of Felina's face. And she began to squirm harder, jolting at the end of the rope, causing the whole system to swing and bounce wider.<br/><br/>Each wriggle made the waist rope to tighten around her. The rope was running directly against her skin and Felina felt that she would have some rope burns. But she was used to it and she had never accepted to hide her perfect body under a layer of protective cloth like lesser escape artists liked to proceed.<br/><br/>It did not take long for the hangman knot to get in range of her deft fingers. She quickly explored the massive knot. Felina was used to be blindfolded. With time she had trained her mind and fingers to replace her eyes. She soon had a clear mental image of the knot she was hanging from, and she had also located the loose end, the one she needed to work on in order to free herself from the suspension. By now however, her body was drenched in sweat and beads of perspiration were dribbling down her body and dripping from her nose and toes. She could feel it stick to Louise's body wherever they touched.<br/><br/>She immediately set herself to the task, rubbing the tip of her fingers on the coils, shoving her strong nails between them, pulling here, pushing there, progressively tightening the knot in some areas in order to collect slackness where she needed it. She was almost there!<br/><br/>Suddenly, she felt something moist against her eyes.Something that was soaking the rope knots and was pressing against her eyelids. It could not be tears! The liquid passed behind her eyelids and burned her eyes. She froze and moaned from the pain.<em> The bitch!</em>she thought!<em> The cheating bitch! What has she hidden inside those knots?</em><br/><br/>A fresh drop of lemon juice penetrated her eyes, causing her eyes to feel with tears and her eyes to burn painfully. She gritted her teeth as the acid seemed to work its way into her brains. Her eyes were awash with tears, which overflowed past her blindfold. And then her nose began to fill with nasal secretions, and to her horror, those began to dribble out of her disgustingly stretched nostrils.