Louise looked quickly out towards the sea of faces in the audience and smiled, standing much taller than the kneeling Felina. She feigned not to notice how the device she had been most keen to see on her adversary right at the start was brought in on a tray: a set of four steel nostril hooks, dangling on tense, slim nylon wires, reinforced with aluminimum  - despite their thin nature, these wires were able to support huge strain without breaking and were completely resilient to any attempt to break them with hands or teeth, even to cut them off with scissors would be difficult - and ending in small polished wooden plugs, which in turn were connected into steady rope: the ropes finally led to an oakwood buckle, having two faces united with a hinge but without any kind of lock and enclosing a shallow space between them, a buckle that could be adjusted so as not to slip off the wearer by means of a rim of short spines, just like an actual coiffure comb to be worn in one's hair. * The buckle, this time, was meant to be placed behind Felina's head. "Ah, there it is!" Louise said in a delighted, almost girlish voice as she turned round and beheld the wicked nasal restraint. Explaining where it would be applied to a delighted Cruelson and his nationwide audience, Louise brought her arms down to Felina's head and began applying first one hook, then the next. Felina began making an irritated glare almost from the start, but Louise was not going to miss out on this and drove the hooks across the inside of the outer wall of skin and gristle of each of her nostrils. One near the "floor" of the cavity, the other higher up, their steady, arrowlike shapes instantly applied pressure on the woman's nostril sides. Even more so after Louise clicked the side of each hook that lay beyond the "bend" into position so that it pressed against the nose wings from outside, and could not be pulled out of that position without applying some fine pressure to both the tip of the hook and the bit of the hook that pressd on to the nose wing from outside; and this was a kind of pressure Louise was counting on her making it impossible for Felina to apply. If that kind of fine-rtuned handling were not applied, the hooks would be impossible to get off the nose without actually wrecking the outer nostrils.or using power tools.<br/><br/>She saw Felina leaning forward slightly and heard what Louise thought was a low grunt, as she pulled the strings backwards and immediately applied a very notable, and prickly, pressure on the nostrils.Moving her hands behind the kneeling woman, she tautened the line of the sturdy wires and made sure the wooden, hinged buckle lay steadily against the back of Felina's head, like a dented comb pinning down a hairdo. Felina's thick auburn hair would help keep it in place as well; Louise placed it just above and between powerful fountainheads of locks and entwined some of the strands of hair between the grille of comb pins, so that it stuck in them. She pulled the ropes taut into the buckle and strung them together around each other. getting four strands she tied them off with a firm knot, pushed it under the buckle without any slack and got two strands this time, which she tied around an amber pin running about 3 mm above the rear (inner) face of the buckle and secured into it with small bolts at both its ends. She felt on the ropes running into it over the rear of Felina's head; they were all taut. Felina's jaws were visibly clenched, her eyes closed and Louise mused on how she would be feeling at this moment. She wanted to say "Good girl" in a half-mocking voice, but held back, knowing it would seem a bit out of style at this point.<br/><br/>"Louise nodded to Audrey and a stage hand: "Now, for one more twist before we get to the last bit, I need you two to lift Miss Pan Teer out of her kneeling position and place her stretched out flat on her back."<br/><br/>"Oh, can't she do it herself?" Jack said with a grin.<br/><br/>"I know she's so strong, but this time around she can neither stand up nor lie down" Louise replied. "If she tried to get to a prone position now she would just - you know...No, we'd better help her".<br/><br/>Audrey and the stage assistant took Felina by her shoulders and lifted her, her rigid calves falling out from under her as she went off the ground in her rather stiff position. Louise knew Marion would have wanted to do this, but they could not risk any suspicion that either assistant would smuggle something into some place on the body or clothing of their respective stars. Felina's eyes were slightly glazed as they swung her backwards and lay her carefully on the ground.<br/><br/>"Now, Felina" Louise said, speaking directly into a mike to involve everyone at this crucial moment, "would you please lean forward and place your face just facing your feet, with only a small distance between them? I know you can do it, you've proved your muscle control so many times."<br/><br/>After a few moments, the bound woman obliged and accompanied by a drumroll and a trumpet, she bent over - further and further. The hall lay in hushed silence as Felina's belly and chest, with her hands bound on her back, folded forward. Audrey gave what was, to Felina, surely an unsolicited bit of help by pushing her knee and right hand onto the woman's back to force her even lower. But down she went, bending nearly 180 degrees in front, her bound hands visible in the spotlights and her face rather close to her feet. Her upper body arched slightly, to gain space for her powerful chest, against her stringently bound knees, but there was no doubt she had managed something very few people could even begin to do. A wave of applause rippled through the air. But Louise knew what she was after.<br/><br/>Leaning down, Louise quickly explained in the microphone to Jack and the audience that she was now using the rule that gave them an extra length of about half a meter of rope (as steady as they wanted it) to use with any device they applied; this could be used to connect the new item to another already applied device or possibly two, but not in itself to tie a part of the body that was unrestrained at the point of tying up. She then fastened the rope firmly into Felina's ankle rope, with a steady knot, the kind you'll use to fasten a boat to a pole, hidden under the coils of rope around the ankles, and with its very brief loose ends tucked into the maze of rope deep down there. She pulled out the free rope and pulled it up near Felina's right ear. Pressing the other's head down, till it was so close Felina could almost kiss her own feet, Louise pulled the rope further to the buckle at the back of the star escapologist's head and tied it firmly around it, thereby shutting it and the knots inside. She made a tight knot, resting on the underside of the buckle, between it and Felina's skin, pulled out the rope and took it over her other temple to the front. Reaching here, she fastened it into the outer sides of the two upper hooks and pulled the cord tight over the bridge of the woman's nose. She tied it off with a knot on the side of the nose wing, in a spot where it would continue to be pressed towards the skin and could not be moved, neither forwards nor backwards. With this nice arrangement, not only would every move Felina made with her prodigiously bound feet and knees cause a further tug at her already exposed nostrils, she would also be kept in a troubled jack-knife position for, Louise hoped, a long time.<em>"Try getting out of that, bitch"</em>she thought to herself, even though she knew they would probably both see some surprises tonight..<br/><br/>The woman was breathing slowly and audibly, her face was no doubt going to sweat powerfully soon. Louise felt as if she was waving a knife over Felina's exposed back as she said in a chiming voice:<br/><br/>"Before I go on with the last restraint, we need to know one thing, Felina. By what part of your body would you like to be suspended at the start?" She paused and then turned to the audience, "Oh, and just to let you know. The opening suspension of Miss Pan Teer and myself is the only hauling up of any of us you will get to see tonight! There will be no further suspensions, they're sort of sexy but they are a bit diffcult to enjoy for us" - she gave an ironic coy smile - "We will both choose by what part of our bodies we will be hauled up, and after we're down - no more of it. So look carefully!" She laughed and then turned her attention back to her opponent. "Well, Felina?"<br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">*The buckle (a few cm's wide, and about 1 cm thick) has two almost flat panels  (the outer one bulging slightly) that, when it is folded with the hinge on the left side, enclose a very thin space between them. There are small hole-like openings on all three sides (not on the hinged one) and an open slit on the side opposite the hinge. A line of sturdy comb pins, also in wood, run down under the bottom side. Louise enters the strands of rope through the holes, while the buckle is held open, applies the main knot there, exits the two strands of rope to the rear side through the slit of the now closed buckle (to the side lying against Felina's skull, and which has an amber pin set into it) and secures the last knot on the pin. - Later, when she applies the rope running from the ankles to the rear of Felina's head and on to the nostrils, she secures it in coils around the buckle over the hinge and the slit side, locking it down, and places the knot on the rear, next to the final knot that was secured to the amber pin, but without securing the new knot to anything: it is just held in place by the buckle and the several ropes and knots running through it and by the tension of the rope itself on both sides of the head.</span>