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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
Third round: Split tie
The crowed cheers your efforts and I look at your skirt and grin. I unbutton it then slide it down your legs and hold it for you to step out of.
Aurélie’s long legs are now entirely naked. Her crotch is now offered to the sight of the audience, covered by a thin, black-leather thong. It consists in a narrow black triangle covering her vulva, and three thin lanyards that pass between her firm and round buttocks and above her hips. Above her thong, she is wearing a bra and a leather jacket.
I look you over then a stage hand brings me out a long pole. I ask you to lay on your back and then tie your left ankle to one end of the pole then forcing your to do a spits I tie your other ankle to the other end. The camera zooms in on your open crotch area then pans out over your body. another pole is brought out and I place it behind your back between your back and elbows and tie your elbows to it then your wrists to the ends of it. the crowed enjoys how your breasts are forced out. I step back and admire my work.
Aurélie remains a moment on her back on the floor. Her legs are spread open at 180°, leaving her leather-clad crotch in full view. She blushes as a cameraman comes close and zooms in between her thighs, showing the slight bulge and her perfectly trimmed crotch. She is used to do the split but still the position is somewhat difficult, and it is completely paralysing her legs. Her leg muscles are bulging under her skin as she tries to get used to the position. She knows that soon her legs will begin to cramp and ache. She wiggles her toes to keep the blood circulating in her feet.
She clenches her abs, which for a strong bar under her belly. Her shoulders are lifted off the floor and she sits down on her taut butt. She smiles at the camera, flashing her white teeth. Her hands bend at the wrists at an incredible angle, her long fingers reaching for the ropes wrapped there. Her long black nails begin to scratch at the ropes. She scratches and scratches, her fingers moving fast over the ropes, which are soon showing signs of destruction.
She works as fast as she can, but the cramps in her legs are increasing. She tries to clench her leg muscles, to wiggle her toes, to move her feet, but the pain keeps building up. She can’t do nothing against it. Her legs and lower belly are soon covered with beads of sweat and the pain is showing on her concentrated face. Still she keeps working on her wrists’ binds.
She is biting her lower lip as she fights the pain as much as the ropes, and suddenly the ropes around her left wrist fall apart, soon followed by those around her right wrist. Her arms are now only bound at the elbows. She leans sideward, resting one end of the pole on the floor and pushes. The pole slides between her back and her elbows until the end is against her chest. A last pull with her free hand and the pole falls, freeing her elbows and arms completely.
The public cheers as she lifts her arms in victory, a smile mixed with pain covering her sweaty face. She bend over her right leg, like doing a gymnastic exercise. Her fingers reach the rope around her ankle and she undoes the knots there. Seconds later, her right foot is free and closes her legs with a moan of relief. Untying her left ankle is then an easy matter.
Soon she is standing again, smiling and bowing to the public, cheered by them.
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