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This story is the result of a series of challenges I received over e-mail. My partner would imagine a bondage situation and I would then describe how the heroine managed to free herself. The project was that her bondage would get stricter and stricter, and more dangerous with each new challenge. Until she found herself in am inescapable bondage that would kill her.
I like to write this kind of things. So, if you can imagine a cruel bondage situation, feel free to send it to me over e-mail, and I shall try to escape it and send you my story.
Also, you can check my blog on my Yahoo 360° where you will find other types of scenarios I like to write for. Collaborative writing is what motivates me, so do not hesitate to write me!
The escapologist show
Paragraphs written by CL
Paragraphs written by Aurélie Catena
Second round: Hog-tied with a spreader bar
The crowd cheers, I step up, very nice. now you will remove an article of you costume and we shall move to round 2
Aurélie blushes sligthly at this order. She is not used to get naked in public, but the pay was high enough to induce her to accept this clause of the contract. She knows that it is now easier for her because she can choose and remove one piece of cloth herself. During the next rounds, clothes will be taken from her and she will have no control about it. This is going to be more humiliating.
She bent over, keeping her legs completely straight, unbuckled the straps around her calves, and stepped out of her shoes. Walking on her bare feet was much more comfortable. She smiled to the public and then, turning to the host, she said, "Ready for round 2. I'm all yours!".
I smile and look at your body then I take a length of rope and tie your hands behind your back tighter then last time I get another length of rope and wrap it around your elbows and pull it tight forcing your elbows together. A 3 foot bar is brought out and I tie your ankles to each end forcing your legs apart. then I force you to kneel and tie your wrists to the spreader bar.
Aurélie is kneeling on the floor, her back slightly arched, her thighs widely spread. Her shoulders are pulled backwards, making her leather-clad firm breasts to jut forward proudly. The lanyards of her skirt have fell from her muscular thigh and are gathered in front of her crotch, leaving her legs naked up to her hips. Her flat, muscular belly is contracted. In the heat of the spotlights, her skin is glistening with a thin layer of perspiration. Her toes are clenched tight. She is smiling but one can see she is concentrated on her task.
She arches her back a little more and reaches the spreader bar with her fingers. Her fingers explore the rope, looking for a knot, which she quickly finds. In a matter of seconds, the knot is undone. She then reaches with her fingers to her left ankle and begins to fidget with the strap. In few seconds, the strap is undone, freeing her left leg. She then closes her legs, allowing herself to reach easily the right ankle strap. Instants later, her right leg is free too. Smiling widely, she stands up, cheered by the public.
She faces the public, smiling and bowing her head in greetings. Meanwhile, peoples can see that her arms are moving slightly. She is moving her fingers fast behind her back while she keeps smiling and bowing her head. Her feet are slightly apart as she works on her bondage and suddenly, the spectators can see pieces of rope falling on the floor, between her feet. And then her hands appear on each side of her waist as her white teeth flash in a wide smile. The public cheers loudly as she turns around showing her arms, which are now only tied at the elbows. Slightly red can be seen around her wrists, where the rope had been wrapped tightly.
The rope cinched above her elbow is digging into her flesh, which is bugling above and below the coils. Aurélie kneels down once again and grab the metallic spreader bar, holding it by one of its ends. She stands up again and faces the public again, with the bar visible between her legs. Then, the spectators see that she is pushing the bar upwards and she makes little moves with it. It takes longer this time. Aurélie’s face is concentrated. The lower end of the spreader bar can still be seen between her thighs and moving rapidly. After about two or three minutes, she stops moving the bar. Her abs contract like steel, the muscles of her arms bulge like knotted ropes, her face becomes slightly red... and suddenly there is cracking sound, pieces of rope fall behind her, she moves the bar slides down behind her, moves a little bit more and then fall on the ground...
Then, she lifts her arms high in the air, circled with red welt around her elbows. She smiles widely and bow deep several times. An assistant brings her a glass of water and a wet towel, which she uses to refresh her body and mouth. But as she does, and as the crowd cheers, she feels some anguish ball forming in her throat. The third round is about to begin. A new cloth will be removed from her and the next bondage will be the first involving some level of pain.
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