Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise & AurelieCatena)
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				Title: <strong>Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 13:15:17</strong>
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				[OOC: This game comprises two IC threads: the present one where only gaggedLouise, AurelieCatena and potential invited guests will be entitled to post, and a Public IC thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146603.0) where everyone can post. That thread will contain the comments, actions and remarks of the public and on the show Internet forum. Unless specified otherwise, there will be no direct interaction between the public and the contestants, although suggestions might be taken into account by the Producers.]<br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Escape Duel Show</span></strong></div><br><strong>Jack Cruelson, show anchor</strong><br><br>All of a sudden, the arena, which had been enveloped into darkness, became the target of countless spotlights. It was a circular area, whose circumference was occupied by what looked like a running track delimited by transparent walls. However, the track itself was still remaining in the penumbra while the centre stage was brightly lit. All around the arena, rows after rows of excited spectators were converging their eyes on the most awaited show of the year.<br><br>In the middle of stage stood the superstar anchor Jack Cruelson in a sparkling black costume. As he lifted his arms to welcome the public, a loud cheer echoed through the arena.<br><br><strong>"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the Escape Duel Arena!"</strong> he announced, smiling brightly as his words were acclaimed by a new thunder of cheers and applauses. <strong>"You know the principles of this show: we pick the two most famous and acclaimed stars of whatever domain and we make them compete to win the title of World Star. Tonight, we are going to witness a terrible fight, a competition of willpower, skill and stamina. Tonight, we have invited the most skilled, the toughest, the most beautiful escape artists of the World! Please welcome the two Queens of Escapology, the two Giants of Bondage, Miss Louise Richtbinder and Miss Felina Pan Teer!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 14:02:25</strong>
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				<strong>Louise</strong> felt the rich pools of the spotlights as she entered the stage, accompanied by her secondant Audrey. The three-thousand seater arena seemed bathed in shafts of light, moving like the legs of spiders. Her low, black pumps clicked gently at the floor and she smiled warmly at the cameramen, at Jack and at the stage hands. Stepping up near the edge of the stage, she stretched her arms out, opened her hands and gave a full-toothed, confident smile to the audience. When she looked around, she could see Felina coming out of a stage entrance on the other side. The two had not met in years - last time around, six years ago, neither of them had had half the experience they had built up by now - but Louise had encountered (and outclassed) some escapologists, both male and female, who cited Felina as an inspiration. And of course Louise, too, recognized that this opponent was an inspiring challenge and an excellent sportswoman in this field. She also knew Felina could be tough and sometimes wicked-minded, and would not hesistate to use a position of superiority to deliver less than noble slaps, mental and physical, beyond the actual bondage. Meeting her now would indeed be a thrilling challenge.<br><br>Unhurried but focused, Louise went straight towards Felina and met her gaze. She leaned forward with a smile, put her arm around Felina's shoulder and furtively kissed her cheek; this feminine gesture made Jack spread his hands out in delight. The two women were indeed looking great,<br><br>Louise had chosen a darkish profile for the show, but she recognized that some of her gear might come off before they were even halfway down the track. Her sculpted, powerful calves and thighs stood encased in dark coffee-brown lycra stockings, underneath these glowed tight blue cotton panties studded with small scintillating stars. She wore no skirt, as this would have been useless, but a glossy black satin corset laced in the back and with the eyelets covered by a zipped seam reached up to slightly over her nipples, while she had opted not to wear a full bra. She knew the corset would allow for very tight and complete breast bondage without having to go off fully, and had informed the show hosts of this. Felina would know already; Louise had worn this or similar corsets at many previous shows and had fought off breast bondage thus dressed.<br><br>Her long, dark, curly hair flowed to her shoulders as she again faced Jack, entering into some idle small talk while Felina Pan Teer greeted the audience and the arena roared.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 14:12:26</strong>
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				<strong>Felina Pan Teer</strong> entered the stage in her customary feline gait. Perched on tall, black, leather high-heeled sandals, she was wearing her legendary stage outfit, a kind of black leather bikini glittering under the spot-lights. It left most of her athletic body fully visible with her strong and supple muscles neatly delineated under her pale skin. She was tall and slender and all her fans knew she was also extremely bendy. She could very well have starred in a contortionist show. Her long, curly auburn mane was freely cascading down her back, swinging and springing as she walked. Her proud grapefruit-sized bosom was so firm that it hardly bounced.<br><br>As she converged on Jack Cruelson, she smiled at the crowd, waving her arms and blowing kisses to her admirers. An aura of steel willpower and total self-confidence was surrounding her. She was the most famous escape artist in the World (the second most famous, Louise's supporters would say). She had struggled out of the most extravagant challenges, and always with the grace of a panther. When she had been invited to the Duel Show, she had immediately accepted as she was always ready to take on new challenges. She was sure that she could win easily against Louise, which she saw as hardly more than a skilled amateur.<br><br>A few steps behind her came her black-haired bondage assistant, Marion. She was shy and very self-conscious of being under the spot-lights. Usually, Felina was alone on stage, or Marion would only make a brief appearance at the beginning to set her up. But in this show, she would be on stage from beginning to end. Marion was more than Felina's assistant. She was also her friend and her trainer. As they toured the World, flying from success to success, Marion was always there to support the star. She was an expert with all types of bondage. She knew a few hundreds of different knots. She had a deep knowledge of all the tricks her friend used to escape. And as Felina had promised her 25% of the prize if she won, she was very motivated to make sure Louise would be bound as tightly and as strictly as possible. Felina was trusting her. And she had to, as she would probably spend most of the show in positions that would prevent her from taking decisions about how to restrain her opponent.<br><br>Felina reached the middle of the stage where she met Louise. She had not met her in years and Felina had to admit that time had improved her opponent. She looked stronger and more confident than in the past. But Felina too had grown in skills and keenness. As Louise reached forward to kiss her on the cheek, Felina was a bit taken aback. She had not expected such a display of closeness. Anyway, always the show-girl, she almost immediately kissed her opponent's on the cheek.<br><br>Then she went to take her place on the opposite side of the anchor, smiling at him and at the spectators. Marion stood one metre behind her, hoping she could hide behind her glittering friend. And indeed, her petite body was completely overshadowed by the powerful escape artist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 14:15:13</strong>
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				The spotlights switched again on <strong>Jack Cruelson</strong>.<br><br><strong>"Let me explain you how this duel is going to work. Both teams have access to an extensive collection of bondage devices. They will pick into them to bind each other. Whenever one of them manages to release herself from one restraint, she is entitled to add a new restraint on her opponent. Note that each device is only present once in our collection. The bondage items are classified into a nine levels of difficulty. Our heroines will start at level 1, which includes only soft restraints that can knotted, like ropes and twines. Whenever they manage to struggle out of one restraint, they are moving up the scale, meaning that her opponent will be able to use stricter devices, on the next occasion. If you want to know more about the strictness levels, I invite you to visit the webpage of the show (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146603)."</strong><br><br><strong>"Louise and Felina will have to work their way all around that track."</strong> Jack showed the track surrounding the stage. All in all, it must have been more than 120 metres long but as it was not in the beam of the spotlights, little could be seen.<br><br><strong>"Along it, they will encounter some... how to say it... distractions! And in the end they will have a final task to accomplish, which we shall explain in due time. But, as usual, the contestant who completes that task first wins the one-million-euro prize, which she can share with her assistant. As for the loser, we have not yet decided about her fate, but surely, we must make sure that she cannot concurrence the winner again. We are going to need your input on that, so make sure to point your browsers onto our website (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146603)!"</strong><br><br><strong>"But I'm rambling and you are all excited to see the show start. You will find all the rules of the duel explained on our website. Right now, we are going to start. Off camera, our two beautiful contestants have already picked up five soft restraints. They are now going to bind each other, and then we shall suspend them at the beginning of the track."</strong><br><br><strong>"Miss Louise? Miss Felina? Are you ready? Let's the duel start and may the toughest escapist win!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 19:13:18</strong>
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				Two slightly yellowish spotlights converging on them , Louise and Felina faced each other at a little table. "Odd and Louise begins, an even number and Miss Feli-i-ina (he stretched the vowel out and her fans roared) gets to restrain Louise first". They watched as he shook the dice in his hand, and then let it fall and roll onto the table.<br><br>A single dot greeted them. "It's a one!" he exclaimed, and Louise grinned softly, not that it mattered a great deal. She winked at Audrey and cheerfully advised Felina to stand with her legs and feet tight together. There was no need to add "facing the audience and the cameras" - Louise knew this was part of the decorum at a big show like this one.<br><br>The muscular woman showed her naked legs and black bikini panties to the world, while Louise, taking in their strength, set about binding her with firm, slim but unyielding trekking-quality rope. She placed a steady knot on the side of her right ankle and made three coils around the same ankle, pulled very tight and motioned Felina to cross her feet. She added a small, tight knot right between the ankles, then went on to place three or four coils in the same way around the other one. After lashing the rope in three coils around both ankles, pressing them tight over each other, she rounded off with a new knot on the other side of the layer of rope seen from the earlier one. The woman had not stopped smiling, Louise noted: Felina was indeed a good performer, she had realized that years ago.<br><br>Louise moved up to the knees and tied them firmly, above the kneecaps, in a way similar to what she had applied to the ankles, with two firm knots between the knees and one, earlier, at the first coil at the base of the right thigh, then adding another rope under the knees with a double loop in three or four coils and tying it off with a knot at the back. Then she pickd up a strand of rope she had left aside from the ankle rope, trailing from out of the first coils on Felina's right foot. She took hold of the rope, about 75 cm long, and pulled it taut up to above the kneecaps, pulled it in under some of the rope there and all around the base of the woman's thighs. She finally fixed a secure knot deep under the coils on the frontal side of the left thigh. Felina would find it very hard to give her ankles any free movement without first undoing all the rope on her knees, Louise thought, and she had something up her sleeve that would make it not only hard but painful for her adversary to move her feet.<br><br>"Hands crossed behind your back" she said unemotionally to Felina. The other obeyed, while a camera moved into close-up of the location of the next bindings and a drumroll was heard from the orchestral pit below the stage.front. Louise lashed them together, one wrist crossed over the other, with strainingly tight rope first around each wrist, tying it off with a knot (not the same kind as she had used on her feet and knees; she knew that variation could spell a vital advantage) and then coiling the rope tightly around the two hand joints. Felina fleetingly arched her neck backwards slightly and gasped as her arms were dragged backwards, but her posture was not much affected and the gasp would not have been heard beyond a few meters.<br><br>Louise finished with a knot above the upper rim of the wrist ropes, pulled out all slack, tied off and shoved the knot down under the coils on Felina's right wrist. But just like before she had a wee strand of rope left and pulled it to midway up the forearm, made two new coils there and tied it off with a final knot, securely out of reach for Felina's fingers even if she would bend them up along the back of her hand.<br><br>"On your knees, Miss, if you please" Louise commanded. She was taller than Felina herself, but what she was going to apply now required that Felina's head rest below her. She could not deny that she also enjoyed putting the other in this position, but it wasn't much to dwell on: both of them, and their secondants, knew the two would find themselves in much more humiliating and excruciating positions during the challenge. With satisfaction, she saw Felina's firmly bound knees sinking to the floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 23:56:09</strong>
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				<strong>Felina</strong> was used to be tied up on stage. This was her job, this was her passion and she liked to offer the best show out of it. Today was no different, she thought and she was starting it confidently as Louise approached her with her ropes. But as soon as she felt the restraints tighten around her limbs she knew she was facing a real professional. Louise was good at binding knots but there was something more: she was good at freeing herself and she was taking extra care to make Felina's task difficult. But never did the redhead artist allow her thought to be seen on her face and she kept smiling all along the way, flexing her muscles dramatically as if she were already fighting the restraints.<br><br>Louise was working fast and efficiently and soon Felina was bound legs and hands. She felt a new respect forming in her mind.<br><br>That's when she ordered her to kneel. Felina did not like the tone it had been said in, nor the grin on Louise's face. But she knew better than to complain and she got to her knees, which was not so easy a task with her tightly bound legs and her useless arms.<br><br>She was on her knees, her face roughly at Louise's crotch level. Her breathing was imperceptibly faster as she looked up at her opponent an air of defiance on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 02:55:38</strong>
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				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&nbsp; - 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 style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">*The buckle (a few cm's wide, and about 1 cm thick) has two almost flat panels&nbsp; (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>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena IC thread (gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 12:41:25</strong>
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				<strong>Felina</strong> winced as the tiny hooks were clipped on the sides of her nostrils. The device was new to her and she wondered what it was going to do to her. Then she felt Louise fumbling behind her head and the four lines began to tighten. First the sides of her nostrils were pulled away, causing some minor pain. Then it was the turn of the top of her nostrils to be stretched upward, increasing her discomfort. The tautness of the four lines increased again and she let out a very low moan of pain. She felt her eyes moisten and she clenched her eyelids to hide it.<br><br>But the pain meant little in comparison to what she felt. Her nostrils were stretched wide open and their surface had nearly doubled as her nose was turned up and flattened. The net result was to cause her nose to look very much like that of a pig. With shock, Felina realised that the main purpose of that device was to uglify her, to debase her! And indeed, Louise had hit the target as Felina was very proud of her beauty and was always endeavouring to stay graceful whatever he circumstances. On one of the giant screens she could see her pig face displayed to the entire world. She growled angrily.<br><br><strong>"Was this device really necessary?"</strong> she whispered dryly to Louise.<br><br>But then came the worst part of the bondage. Sitting straight on her butt, she had to double over without the help or weight of her hands. Thankfully, before each escape show she spent half an hour doing stretching exercises to limber up her body and limbs. But even so, doubling over as flat as Louise wanted her was causing a lot of strain on her back and on the underside of her thighs. Audrey actually had to press her down by resting one of her knees on her back to take Felina as far as they wanted. Felina twisted her torso from side to side until her breasts protruded slightly on each side of her chest, so that she could further flatten herself against her torso. Her face was now buried between her shins, a few centimetres under her ankles.<br><br>When Louise began to connect her ankle bondage to her nose device, the read-head realised she was in for a tough struggle. Her muscles were already cringing and cramping from the inhuman strain forced on them. Sweat was beginning to pour from every pore of her skin, adding a very sexual sheen to her athletic body. But there was no way to relax. Every move she tried was yanking on her restraints.<br><br>When Louise squatted behind her, asking how she wanted to be suspended, Felina had to squint her eyes to chase the sweat that was burning them. Speaking was difficult now, with her chin pressed hard against her legs but still she managed to make herself understood. <br><br><strong>"Please suspend me by my waist, "</strong> she whispered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 15:47:18</strong>
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				<strong>Audrey</strong> watched as the mighty Felina was discreetly humiliated by the nose cords. The idea had indeed been to make her feel uneasy and undermine the image of her striking beauty, but also the combination with the bondage of her feet. Seeing the whispering, sweating woman folded over like a jack-knife, Louise's secundant felt little emotion, neither glee nor pity. Felina was a dangerous opponent and in discussing the opening restraints she and Louise had been as one that they would have to be smart and make it hard for the woman to struggle efficiently.<br><br>Louise was holding a specially prepared blindfold, made of thick hemp rope,&nbsp; which would cap the whole setup. Audrey bent down and helped steady Felina's head as the thing was applied. The large knots pressed against Felina's eyes which would be flet as soon as the rope was pulled from behind her head, but here was an extra inventive twist to this. Within the knots lay two small "teabags" filled with fresh, raw lemon juice, with a preset electronic timer chip that would rip small holes in them and begin letting the liquid seep out at a point ten or twenty minutes from the timer being activated (which it had not yet been, Audrey kept the minute timer control in her skirt pocket). The pressure on them from both sides, once the bags became more porous, would slowly force out the liquid, right into Felina's eyes, irritate them and hopefully make her sob, perhaps even sneeze. Felina would not be gagged in this intial stage, so there was no risk that she could suffocate from a powerful clump of snot and liquid in her nose, but the full effect would be to hamper her efforts to struggle. A powerful sneeze and she will be hanging limp for several moments, her head jarring, Louise had explained with a grin.<br><br>Felina's mouth narrowed to a thin, sharp line as soon as the blindfold had been applied. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 15:48:19</strong>
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				<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.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 15:51:18</strong>
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				<strong>Audrey</strong> looked over the ropework on Felina's knees and wrists making a final check. Everything looked fine and she could already picture the woman hanging by her waist and strugggling to break out. Then she saw Louise fingering at the escape star's shoes with a cool, pensive gaze. Audrey followed her hands, and suddenly she noticed something Louise didn't seem to have observed. She made&nbsp; low whistle and pointed at the soles of the sandals.<br><br>There it was: the edges of the smooth, slightly grooved wooden soles were indented with tiny but sharp teeth, some of glass and some in a kind of reinforced crystal. Louise raised her eyebrow and nodded: they didn't look much but at the feet of a skilled gymnast and escapologist those teeth could clearly be used to break through tightened rope, string and wires. But she knew better than to make a big fuss about it: any major escapologist used some kinds of tricks, and raising an outcry now would effectively destroy the contest, not just discredit Felina to <em>some</em> of the audience - not vene all of it. Audrey knew this too: they had to accept the presence of some degree of cheating in escape culture, all they could do here was try to spot it before it was used and quietly put the trick out of action for the night.<br><br>"I think those shoes might interfere with the blindfold" Louise said, "so I'm afraid they have to go", Audrey thought she could see Felina shaking her head slightly, but there was no word of protest. Without any further ado, Audrey unbuckled the sandals and pulled them off; the rear parts and heels had never really been in the way of the ankle bondage and left no slack at all. They handed the shoes to a stage attendant.<br><br>Louise stood up. <br><br><strong>"She looks beautiful."</strong> Audrey heard Jack saying. <strong>"So, Miss Louise Richtbinder, are you ready to submit to being bound and silenced yourself?"</strong> - he could not help giving away that Louise would soon be gagged, not that it was any big surprise, Audrey thought.<br><br><strong>"Yes, I am."</strong> Louise said and folded her hands together behind her back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:16:16</strong>
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				<strong>Felina</strong> winced as the cruel rope blindfold was tightened around her head. The two big knots were pressing into her eyeballs as if they could be shoved back into her very brains. The result was that she was not only totally blinded but there was a dull headache slowly building up inside her skull. The tightness of the rope and the big knots lodged in her eye sockets ensured it would be near to impossible to slide the blindfold off before at least loosening it a bit.<br><br>She was now in total darkness and mostly immobile. The strain on her body was causing her to sweat profusely even though she had not even started to struggle against her restraints. This was going to be a tough escape, but she had already her plan about how to disconnect her face from her feet. She special shoes would come handy...<br><br>But just at this point, she felt hands on her feet. And then the straps of her stilettos were unbuckled. Felina let out a sigh of frustration. She would have to find a new plan...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:21:42</strong>
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				Felina and <strong>Marion</strong> had discussed extensively about the best way to bind Louise and the young assistant had the whole bondage scheme perfectly clear in her mind. It was a chance as Felina was now quite unable to provide any detailed instructions as she was straining in her unnaturally strict position. Trying to forget that thousands of eyes were directed at her, Marion then moved to Louise, carrying the five pieces of rope and twine they had selected beforehand from the show's stock.<br><br>She began by folding and contorting Louise's arms behind her back in the position known as the reverse-prayer: it is a very straining position where the forearms were pressed against each other and up-turned, so that the hands are next to the back of the neck while the elbows are pointing downward. Doubling a long finger-thick rope, she began by coiling its middle around Louise's wrists several time, making sure to make each coil skin-bulging tight, and ending them with a tight knot concealed between her forearms, on the side that was against her back. From there, she moved down the forearms, criss-crossing the two strands of rope, pulling them tighter and tighter as she approached the elbows, knotting them tightly whenever they crossed against her back. Progressively, Louise's forearms were pushed together until they were firmly pressed against each other from wrist to elbow. Marion deftly completed the bondage with a tight knot which she hid in the crease between her elbows, next to her back, in the place she judged would be the most difficult to reach. The rope was now cruelly digging in Louise's arms, causing her flesh to bulge between the narrow-spaced coils of rope.<br><br>Marion now turned to the second of the five restraints she was entitled to use. When tying the reverse-prayer, she had made sure that Louise's hands were facing away from each other. She now used a length of twine to bind her fingers together, back to back, each digit being tightly wrapped with the cruelly thing thread against its mate on the opposite hand. Tiny, tight knots at the base of each finger and at mid-height ensured that the coils would not slip. The very tightness of the wrapping was ensuring it too, causing the skin to bulge and turn slightly purple. She had used plastic-fibre string, of the type that tends dishevel itself when pulled on although each fibre is very strong, and whose knots become so impossibly small without offering the least crease to work on that they usually have to be cut rather than undone.<br><br><strong>"Pray sit down now,"</strong> Marion gently asked Louise, while lightly pressing on the artist's shoulders. <strong>"And I'm afraid those will have to go,"</strong> she added, removing Lou's pumps, leaving her feet naked.<br><br>She grabbed them firmly and pressed them together, sole to sole, forcing Louise to spread her knees wide. Then she began to repeat the work she had done on her prisoner's fingers: each toe was coiled with twine and cinched tight against the one in the opposite foot. Each toe had its own couple of tiny knots and the coils were so tight that the toes were already turning darker.<br><br>Now, Marion took a very long length of rope. Reaching into the front of Louise' corset, she pulled her breasts out and began to coil the rope around their bases, individually. She made sure the coils were as tight as possible, causing the breast meat to bulge out firmly and giving Louise magnificent boobs the look of strange, reddish mushrooms. Several knots ensured the coils would not budge. One long strand of rope was coming from the underside of each breast. She pulled them behind and made them cross over the cruelly folded arms, then coiled around them before coming back to the breast bondage. Marion repeated the operation four times, pulling hard the ropes, making sure Louise's arms were firmly pressed against her back. Each coil was tied with a knot where the ropes crossed each other above her arms and to the breast bondage. Finally, the two remaining strands of rope were pulled up over her shoulders and passed through the wrist rope and pulled back down to be tied in the middle of the "rope bra".<br><br>Marion took another length of rope and wrapped it cruelly tight around Louise's face, passing behind her neck under her black mane and between her teeth. She wrapped a dozen of coils, each parting the escape artist's jaws further apart and sawing into the corners of her mouth. The bondage assistant finished the work by tying a knot just under Louise's left ear.<br><br><strong>"And now for the finishing line!"</strong> Marion said, tantalizingly.<br><br>She had already placed all five of the allowed restraints but the rules were allowing her, for each restraint she placed, a 50-cm-long piece of twine that could be used to link that restraint to other ones already placed. Marion tied a slip knot around the the twine cinching Louise's big toes together, making sure the knot was safely hidden inside the entangled web of twine and out of reach. She then pressed on her back, forcing the supple escape artist to bend down at the waist until her face was pressed directly against her own bound feet. Then Marion passed the twine behind her neck, threaded it under the wrist rope a couple of times and then led it back to the big toes, going over the other shoulder. Before tying the knot, she made sure she had removed all the slack and that Louise's face was tightly pressed against her feet, with her nose securely nudged between her own soles.<br><br>Marion straightened herself, her fists on her hips, considering her rope work and comparing it to what had been done to her friend. She was rather satisfied with what she saw. Then she turned to Audrey and asked:<br><br><strong>"How do you want her to be suspended?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:27:33</strong>
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				At this moment, <strong>Jack Cruelson</strong> came back to the front of the stage and squatted near the two helpless girls writhing on the floor.<br><br><strong>"Good! I believe our lovely contestants are all set. The time has come to place them on the starting line. Except that the starting line is actually a starting hook. Ladies, please hook them up!"</strong><br><br>A large ring hanging from a chain was lowered from the far-above ceiling until it was just a few centimetres above the floor so that the two assistants could bind the suspension ropes properly before the ring would be hoisted up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:51:04</strong>
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				<strong>Louise</strong> groaned and struggled to hold off the pain and friction engulfing her breast, toes, hands and arms. She had failed to realize quite how closely a breast harness could be entwined with the reverse-prayer style binding of arms and hands. Not that she lacked resources in mind and body, but she had not realized how closely Felina would manage to use these restraints. Grunting into the harsh rope gag and pulling in air through her nose, she realized that this was likely to take a while.<br><br>Audrey answered for her, making the right assessments. "She will be suspended by a number of ropes, four on each side, around her calves. Each of them going round the calf in double coils and tightened so that she won't slip. No ropes over her knees, or above them, nor at her ankles. Her legs and feet should face upwards towards the hook, forming a horizontal plane, with the back of her head and her spine facing the floor."<br><br>Louise nodded. It was all she could do at this point to show she accepted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 16:54:06</strong>
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				<strong>Marion</strong> built quite a web of ropes around Lou's forelegs to ensure that she would be suspended upside-down, hanging by a rope that was zig-zagging between her calves and the ring four times on each leg, from ankle to knee. The length of each piece of rope was set so that Louise's weight would be shared by all eight contact points. And where the rope circled Louise's legs, it was cinched tight enough to prevent it from sliding, but not enough to cut her blood supply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 17:23:59</strong>
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				Slinging a powerful length of climber rope around Felina's waist, <strong>Audrey</strong> and a stagehand (who had also served as a guard, controlling that neither of the women were making any effort to begin struggling before they had been hauled into position) made sure it would run tightly along the woman's front and back. They heard her breathing quickly; Audrey knew the nose hooks and the way Felina was forced to pull back her head, due to the tight bondage on her knees and calves and her unnaturally bent-over position, would make her breathing strained. But it was to become better. Before she had begun fixing the rope, Audrey had activated the remote in her pocket, guiding the timer of the lemon juice bags to rip small holes in them in fifteen minutes; she knew that by then - a few minutes into the competition - Felina would have the unpleasant surprise of stinging, sour juices slowly dripping into her eyes and maybe even into her nostrils.<br><br>They added a powerful slipknot, with double windings like a classic hangman's knot, but with double hatch coils at the bottom so that it would not squeeze unlimitedly into Felina's back. The main tie-off knot sat further up, about twenty cm off her back. They then waited for Marion to finish off her nice piece of ropework. After a couple of minutes, the two women were securely trussed up. Audrey could hear both of them making low moans and see their bound hands clenched behind their backs.<br><br>Audrey reached down and fleetingly touched the back of Felina's head, stroking her lovely hair and the side of her well-formed head. Right now she was very impressed by both of these ladies. Then, at a sign from Jack, she and the stage hand lifted Felina's body, as heavy and muscled as an anaconda, and moved it closer to the ring. They attached the suspension rope firmly to it, making sure the rigging would stand up to hours of struggling if needed.<br><br>Louise was being similarly secured. And then, with a drumroll and a gesture from Jack, the hall fell silent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 17:28:47</strong>
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				<strong>"Hoist them up!"</strong> <strong>Jack Cruelson</strong> ordered. A ticking was heard in the ceiling and the chain began to move up, hoisting the large ring with it. Progressively, the slack was removed from the suspension ropes. The two girls were dragged together until they were hanging freely, intimately pressed against each other.<br><br>The ring continued to move until the lowest part of each artist - Felina's toes and Louise's head - were about 50-cm above the floor. At that point, the chain stopped with a jolt. The two girls were slightly swinging back and forth at the end of their ropes. Lou's dark mane was brushing against the wooden planks of the track, under her.<br><br>As it had arranged beforehand, the two assistants discretely left the stage, leaving the spotlights directed at the two hanging beauties and the anchor who could not help himself from touching their firm flesh in a mock attempt to adjust their position.<br><br>Finally, Jack Cruelson turned to the public, lifted his right hand in mid-air and, lowering it emphatically, announced:<br><br><strong>"And now... Let the Duel begin! It will not end until one of our lovely escape artists has crawled over the entire track and has succeeded in the final challenge. May the best girl win!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 18:08:15</strong>
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				<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.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 18:11:20</strong>
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				<strong>Marion</strong> and Audrey were following the duel on a monitor from backstage. Marion immediately sensed something was wrong. Just seeing the way Felina's toes and fingers had twitched told her something was amiss. And when the camera zoomed on the redhead's grimacing face showing the snot and tears dribbling down her face, she knew something was amiss.<br><br><strong>"What have you done to her, you cheater?"</strong> she snarled at Audrey who was sitting on a chair beside her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 18:15:32</strong>
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				"Why are you accusing me?" <strong>Audrey</strong> said, but avoided meeting Marion's gaze directly. "I can see she's having trouble controlling her face but it's a very strained position and <em>she</em> - or you - chose it." In her mind, she longed to see Felina's body rocked by a powerful sneeze that would leave her defeated for a while..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 00:58:01</strong>
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				<strong>Louise</strong>'s limbs, feet and hands strained as the women were hauled up. She had expected no mercy from Felina and had gotten none, but at least they had managed to take Felina's advantageous shoes off her. If Audrey had not been so observant Felina might have outrun her rival. Applause and clap were heard out in the hall as the circular rail was lifted, pulling the women upwards. Louise made low grunts of effort as her sweaty, taut skin went off the ground with low, smacking noises . As they rose she could sometimes glimpse Felina's face with the ugly nose hooks and the rope blindfold. A scent of hot, grimy sweat exuded from the redhead's hanging body, and Louise knew instantly that she was giving off something like it herself.<br><br>The other hung close to her, but Louise concentrated on her own predicaments. The bondage she had to break through herself was powerful, but the real top priority was to release herself from the suspension and be able to climb down to the floor. That meant feet and legs were top of the list. The intricate ropework that dug into her arms, wrists and breasts could not be attacked with full power until she had come down. But on the other hand, falling from this position without having done something to liberate her hands and arms would risk smashing her spine. It was scarce solace that Felina would face a similar problem.<br><br>Her eyes faced directly up towards the ceiling, the ropes holding her weight and the fixtures of the chain above the hook, while her mouth and nose were all but covered by her own feet. Louise groaned and methodically pulled in air at the only spot she could: her nose.<br><br>One of her assets in this gruelling position was that her breathing was, after all, easier than Felina’s. She was not hanging with a rope digging into her midriff, and she had avoided the grisly nasal hooks and turned that one at her adversary. Getting her breathing more steady, she began to consider the bondage holding her legs and feet.<br><br>Even if the toe twine ran very tightly, with this much thin string and many small knots on the same length of string there was going to be some slack to exploit. Already when she was being tied Louise had been discreetly pulling the top of each foot, just behind her toes, quickly apart at times, then letting it back. This had made some of the coils slightly wider than they should have been. But alas, she knew that the grainy plastic-fibre quality of the rope made it hard to really break out of - especially now, with her hands bound up on the other side of her body.<br><br>With raspy, low growls coming through her nose – what other sound could she make with the relentless rope gag stuffing the front of her mouth? – she began rocking her body to and fro. The idea was both to test the strength of the bindings on her legs and feet, to keep up her blood circulation and to perhaps disturb Felina, whose grim position she wished to exploit, and perhaps throw off balance. With her body hanging like a wide saucer by a number of rope coils around her calves, she had a decent position to push her frame into motion. Her thighs and knees had some freedom to thrust forward and she began pushing, a little like a swimmer doing the backstroke, transmitting the movement to her feet. Her body began moving in a bowl-like gradient, slowly wider and wider. <br><br>With Felina’s body suspended higher up than her own (since the other was hanging vertically) and the two so close to each other) Louise didn’t really get to see what her opponent was doing. She could hear her groans and heavy breathing, and guessed that Felina would try to attack the rope on her wrists first. Her own body pressed into a flattened, unnatural position, Louise swung round and tried to feel out how much room she could work up for her arms. It was not encouraging: the rope forced her hands and arms into a strict frame that forced them rigidly up and into her back. I have to get down to really break free, she thought..<br><br>To get rid of the rope gag, she would have to take an unusual route and attack it from the inside, and at least this was something she had prepared herself for. Before arriving on stage, she had snuck a small pouch with a folded, thin knife in her right cheek and secured it to a pair of very tiny rings piercing into the cheek’s interior wall. Moving her tongue to the side, she deftly got it close to one of the rings. Her tongue had a small pierced inset on the side, and she forced it against the ring, soon making the pouch swing free. Now it hung only by the other ring and through a small, open slit in the side, she could disengage the knife, which had a small, rough, magnesium block at the handle. Guiding it with her tongue, she managed to press it against the lower wall of her teeth and fix the magnetized block against the small steel piercing in the tongue.<br><br>The knife had two blades, one about four cm long that was now exposed, one a bit longer but which was now bent double, its blade bent back towards the shaft of the tool. Making sure she had the short, exposed blade wedged against her front teeth and the bottom fixed to her tongue, Louise began pushing it against the ropework of the gag, while still maintaining the swinging movement of her body and making thrusts with her legs. Pressure and a sense of dislocation were not slow to build in her nose and eyes; she felt as if her head and foor movements were spatially in the wrong direction, but practice had shown her what she needed to do and she jammed the little knife again and again towards the coils of rope in her mouth, then slanting it along the direction of the ropes, then back again. The knife sat steadily fixed to the side of her oral muscle, the trouble was to aim it: for that she had to wedge it in various ways on her teeth. Though she was unable to produce any sound, she now sensed she was on track. <br><br>The thick and ultra tight gag made sure the rope stayed in position: no slack at all as long as she had not managed to rip several coils of it – but that would work for her of course, now that she had nothing on the outside allowing her to hold a single strand of rope in place.<br><br>The ropes on her calves tugging and grinding, she could feel the pressure and increasing tension she was creating. Indeed the circular rail was beginning to gyrate a bit as both women heaved and pulled, but in different directions. Louise grunted as she forced her thighs closer up and tilted herself, letting her see how a few of the suspension ropes briefly showed some slack – not on her calves, but in the part of the ropes going up to the rail. Suddenly, one of her knees bumped into Felina’s back. It was just so unexpected, but hearing Felina make a low grunt of pain stimulated her to try again. Heave-HO! she thought, pushing herself through the pendulum motion with sweat and effort – and soon she bumped into Felina once more.<br><br>She smiled behind the gag, continuing to grind at it with the sharp knife, buit taking care to cover her mouth with her feet to avoid any accidental exposure; she knew the camera team would be looking for close-ups. . Ah, yes – now it was beginning to give a little in the middle, right before her front teeth.<br><br>With&nbsp; renewed energy, Louise set about wriggling with her toes to see if she could begin loosening the twine coils a bit. She would not let her supporters down.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 11:23:37</strong>
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				<strong>Felina</strong> was trying to concentrate on the task of untying the hangman noose but Louise's actions were becoming increasingly disruptive. First, she had begun to swing back and forth, rubbing and bouncing into her own body, causing her to swing as well. This was putting more pressure on her midriff and forced her to concentrate more on keeping her abs clenched in order not get strangled by the suspension rope. Moreover, as she spun madly at the end of her rope, she was totally disoriented. Still, her body was so tightly bound that, except for her arms, there was nothing she could move to stop her opponent. And she needed her hands to complete the vital task of releasing her suspension. And thus she was forced to live with Louise's wider and wider movements.<br><br>But then Lou began to actively kick her knees into her butt. This not only caused moderate pain, it also often made her fingers lose contact with the knot they were trying to untie. Felina tried to fend off the attacks but being blinded, she could rarely guess where they were coming from.<br><br><em>The bitch is helpless and she only found this cheap trick to prevent me from making progress!</em> she thought angrily.<br><br>By now, Felina's distended nostrils were dripping abundantly over her blindfold and forming bubbles of snot in a most ugly way. Her body was covered with a sheen of perspiration. Because of Lou's attacks, freeing her midriff took longer than she had expected. But still she was making headway.<br><br>And finally she felt the free end of the noose pass under the last coil of rope. Immediately, she clenched her bound hands on the rope as the knot unwrapped itself. She let it go slowly, supporting almost her entire weight with her hands. This was something she had trained to do and in normal circumstances would not cause any problem. Like free climbers, she could hold her entire body on a few knuckles if needed. However, in the present situation, her arms were behind her and as more and more of her weight was transferred from the waist rope to her arms, her body tilted into an increasingly severe strappado. Felina could not just hold herself on the rope and instead she let it run between her palm.<br><br>It was a delicate operation. If the rope ran too slow, the strappado would hurt her shoulders, or even disjoint them if stopped too brutally. If the rope ran too fast, it would burn the skin of her palms, and she would crash on the ground too hard. Without any visual reference point, it was a tricky part. She did not even know exactly how high above the floor she was. About 50 cm, that was all she knew.<br><br>Her toes touch the floor first and immediately her over-trained proprioceptive senses brought a perfect mental image of her situation to Felina's mind. She put more of her weight on her feet and let herself slide down as gently as she could, until she landed on the floor with a loud thump. She had even managed to land on her butt, with her upper body on top of her legs.<br><br>She allowed herself a few seconds to breathe and to collect her bearings. She could still hear Louise's laboured grunts above her. She was probably stuck. Felina could not imagine how Louise could free herself from the bondage Audrey and her had devised. She would probably soon call for the replacement rule. This was giving her some freedom of action.<br><br>Felina's strategic mind had intensely reflected upon the challenge rules. It was all about timing. Freeing oneself from a restraint allowed one's opponent to use stricter devices, so if one's opponent was close to release herself, it was better to wait a little. But in the present situation, Felina was pretty sure it would take 10 ro 15 more minutes before Louise would be able to release herself. Which was not the redhead's case. She expected to be able to free herself entirely in less than 10 minutes, now that she was on the floor.<br><br>It was now time to prove to the World who the Queen of Escape really was. Felina stretched her arms as far down as she could and began to press them against her buttocks. Alternating moves left and right, twisting her arms, pulling on the wrist bondage, she began to push her hands below her buttocks. It took some straining as her torso was almost entirely immobilised. However, the sweat that was covering her body was helping her by lubricating her limbs.<br><br>Meanwhile, the lime juice kept penetrating her eyes, burning them and causing her nose to fill with mucus. She was midway in her action when she suddenly felt the urge to sneeze. It felt like an explosion. It blew her brains out. Snot was sprayed all over her ankles and feet and she was left dazzled for long seconds. And again she sneezed even more violently. As her body contracted under the effort, her arms slid over her butt and came on her front, as if she were hugging her own legs.<br><br>It took her some seconds to recover from the second sneeze. And only then did she realise that her arms were now almost completely free to move. Her nose was free from snot now, although she could feel it building up again. Rolling her left flank, she reached for her ankle rope, which was the key to her whole bondage. Deftly, her fingers found the main knot and attacked it. The twine linking the coils to her face were in the way but there she was able to use her specially reinforced and sharp nails. The regular twine did not offer much resistance against them, and as the tiny knots were hidden under the coils of rope, she was able to cut them out of sight of any camera. Soon, her ankles rope loosened. Felina passed her bound hands over her feet and pulled on the loose rope, unfolding her body as the rope uncoiled from her legs. In a roar of applauses, Felina's athletic body stretched itself as she rolled on her back.<br><br>Her torso was covered with thick rivulets of perspiration. She was slightly panting but she was smiling brightly under her blindfold, certain as she was to have acquired an unbeatable headway over her helpless opponent. With her hands bound in front of her, it was obvious she could soon rid herself from her other restraints. And the first to go was this infernally painful blindfold...<br><br>But first, Marion would have the opportunity to make Louise's life even more miserable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 13:39:29</strong>
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				As soon as Felina's ankle rope fell from her legs, a buzzing sound sounded. Jack Cruelson immediately announced to both contestants and to the public that any struggling was immediately and momentarily suspended.<br><br><strong>"I am now calling for Marion, Miss Felina's assistant to come on stage. Here she comes, please applause her!"</strong><br><br>As <strong>Marion</strong> arrived, blushing heavily, the anchor continued his explanation.<br><br><strong>"Felina has managed to free her ankles. This entails two consequences: first, she is now on level 2, which means that the next time a restraint will be added to her body, it can consist of rope and string, but also of straps and leather restraints. Anyway, it does not seem it going to happen any time soon. The second consequence is that you are now entitled to add a new restraint on Louise's body. As if she needed, the poor soul."</strong><br><br><strong>"Still, I want to remind you the rules: Louise is still at level 1, so only soft, rope-like restraints are allowed. Moreover, the new restraint cannot cover or serve the same purpose as a restraint that is already in place. Please proceed!"</strong><br><br>Marion made a stiff curtsy and stepped onto the track. She looked at Louise twisted body intently, assessing how her bondage was doing. Every knot seemed in place and secure enough. The rope gag was in bad shape however. It was obvious that Louise had been cutting it from inside, in a way the assistant could not fathom yet. She would have to explore the question at the next opportunity, but now she could do nothing against it.<br><br>The way Louise was bound did not leave much options to Marion. Everything that could be tied already was, and binding her knees as they were so far apart made no sense. She considered tying her nipples and connecting them to her toes, but with whatever tool Louise had in her mouth, it would only be giving her an easy way to free herself from her restraints. She was reluctant to add anything close to her mouth for now.<br><br>This left her with blindfolding her or removing one piece of her clothings, most probably her lycra leggings. The latter would certainly get her the favour of the public. No, she would go for the blindfold. Then she would be truly helpless and she might consider stripping her.<br><br><strong>"Bring me the scarf blindfold,"</strong> she said to a stage hand, who soon came back holding a long piece of black material.<br><br>Marion grinned evilly at Louise. <strong>"You seem rather tired, my dear,"</strong> she whispered. And then she began to use the scarf to sponge the sweat that abundantly dribbling over the bound artist's body. She rubbed it against her armpits, around her bound feet and even against her crotch, even though it was covered under the leggings and panties. She brought it to her nose and emphatically wrinkled it with disgust, even though it was mainly for the show.<br><br>Only then did she began to coil the two-metre-long scarf around Louise's head, passing several times over her eyes. She tightened it as hard as she could and then tied the ends together. The first knot was at the back of her head, the next one was over her left eye and the third one over her right one, making sure the scarf was tightly pressed against her face so that no light could pass along the bridge of her nose.<br><br><strong>"I am done,"</strong> Marion said finally.<br><br><strong>"Let's resume the duel then!"</strong> Cruelson announced. A buzz resounded, announcing the challengers that they could start struggling again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 22:45:04</strong>
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				Louise had not been sure how well she'd be able to move when she was hauled up in this difficult position. Her calves were straining, but she knew she could keep going for hours over the time of any contest if she just kept up circulation in her limbs. The swim-like movements of her legs and feet were making it easier, and bumping into Felina was a nice surprise. Gyrating back and forth, she pushed herself on again, aiming to really trouble the other woman. <br><br>Counting on that Felina would have much trouble getting down, Louise kept working at the rope gag, sawing into the ropes, soon gnawing out a larger hole that let her gulp in air. Shaking her head, she manged to force many of the strands of rope from swinging into her mouth. Soon, she thought, Felina would feel her breathing crippled by the tightening rope digging into her waist and the growing sneeziness in her nose - she could already her the sniveling. "She tied me tightly but I might get the upper hand, right here" she thought. <br><br>Meanwhile, she rubbed her toes up and down. The space she had acquired around her fingers while getting tied up was small, but moving her toes closer to the half-broken gag she could sense how to rub the twine loops at each other, making their fibre slightly looser and more shrubby. Scuffling with her toes, she wanted to see if she could tear some of the rigour out of the ropes. Here and there she could sense the slack, and worked on it - but sometimes it just moved off. With great effort, Louise pushed her head up and got her mouth immediately close to her feet. She flipped out the slightly longer blade of the knife mounted from her tongue and teeth. Could she get it to saw up the slipknot around her big toes? You wish. She made one attempt after another but didn't get the angle right. Grunting, she decided to go for the next pair of toes, and here she reached a much better attack angle. Using the slack she had worked up in the twine, she pulled the toes apart, then together and slid the blade against the cord; after half a minute, it was unraveling. She made a defiant tug with both toes and the twine ripped up in there, letting her move on to the middle pair of toes while she shook her head, both to wreak off more of the foul-tasting gag and to hide the knife from view. She was going to undo the force of that rope, and do it as fast as she could. <br><br>If I could get somewhere with the ropes on my arms I might get further towards coming down, she thought, tugging at the harsh coils binding her arms and hands on her back. They were pressing into her arms, and shereckoned they would be making a series of lateral grooves all along the forearms. Breathing in deep and working at it, she pulled ferociously but soon recognized that she was not getting her arms one inch up from her back; it was as if they had been pinned with welded tubes and chains.<br><br>She had not been in touch with Felina's body for a minute or two now, fighting hard for her own ends. She had almost forgotten what direction the other woman was in when she suddenly heard a low whoop, a sudden rustle from the audience and the entire rig began shaking. Disbelieving, Louise saw Felina dropping down to the floor and making a decently controlled landing on her butt. Louise could soon hear that Felina was sneezing heavily, so the blindfold trick had worked, but more importantly her adversary was now down there. Louise grit her teeth and redoubled her own efforts.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Escape Duel - Show arena (IC - gaggedLouise &amp; AurelieCatena)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AurelieCatena</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 12:34:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">Unfortunately, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>this game is officially terminated</strong></span> (see why here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146603.msg6798318#msg6798318)).</div><br>I'm still looking to play a game like that, either with an opponent (like here) or as the only challenger. Please contact me over PM if you are interested. Alternately, we can discuss it publicly here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146603.msg6798318#msg6798318).
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