>Why don't a few of you ASB artists out there describe in a few sentences
>the most intensely erotic scene you can imagine. That ought to liven things
>up a bit here. To keep it interesting, keep it short.
In this scene, it's probably easier for me to explain HOW I got there than
to describe the scene itself. Two lovely slaves-for-the-night, Erica the taller
brunette, and Lola the more petit blonde, await downstairs for me in the
basement. Erica has on nothing but a collar, about 4 inches in front tapering
to about 2.5 inches in back, to keep her head straight. A small D-ring
protrudes from both the front and the back of the collar, for more flexibility
in securing her. A ball-gag is secured to the back of the collar, and both are
locked together with a single small lock. Her arms are stretched above her
loosely by a set of handcuffs hanging from a hook from a chain from the ceiling
rafters. Lola is dressed similarly next to Erica. I take out this stout wooden 4X4 frame and lay it out in the middle of the
basement, underneath this pully I have hanging from the ceiling. Let's say the
four edges of the board lie on compass directions. On the east edge there are
two iron rings attached: one on the north-east corner and one on the south-east
corner. There is also a ring in the middle of the west edge, for a total of
three rings. I tie a 5' piece of rope around Erica's waist, knotting it in the back and
leaving about a 2' piece dangling down. Then I take a 12' long piece of rope,
and release Erica's wrists from the handcuffs. I use about 2' to re-tie her
wrists behind her securely, tying around both wrists as well as in between. The
rest of the rope I use to secure her upper arms to her thorax, both above and
below her breasts. To both conserve rope and make the bonds a bit tighter, I
tie her upper arms in a position so that they're slightly behind her thorax.
Her arms, then, have this tendency to move outwards, which only serves to
tighten the rope. Plus, aesthetically it also puts a slight arch on her back.
She looks beautiful from the front so far... I thread the end of the 2' dangling waist rope between her wrists, over her
wrist bonds, down below her crotch and tie tightly to her waist rope in front,
making sure the rope fits snuggly between the lips of her labia minora. Now
every movement she makes with her hands produces changes on the pressure in her
crotch rope, which among other things slightly chafes along her sensitive lips
(and getting moist in the process!) and puts little rubbing motions on her mons
pubis, which contains her clitoris which by now has retracted a bit beneath her
folds of skin, indicating her extreme arousal by now. The chest ropes do two
things: they decrease the freedom of movement of her arms, so even though two
of the four knots I tied on her are but inches from her hands, she has no way
of reaching them (to her frustration/happiness, especially while trying!), and
the chest ropes decreases her thorax flexiblity so she is forced to breathe
more using her abdominals. This is interesting for me to see, for as she gets
excited, she breathes faster and harder, and the abdominal breathing likewise
changes pressure on her crotch rope. Grabbing her by the chest ropes between her breasts with one hand, and
taking the pair of handcuffs with the other, I lead her to the spot on the
floor immediately west of the wooden frame. I lay her on her back, with her
neck just over the iron ring. I secure her neck there with the handcuff by
threading one end of the handcuff through the ring and hooking onto the D-ring
in back of her collar. To secure her more to my satisfaction, I take a few more
short lengths of rope and, one by one, bend her knees and tie her ankles to her
upper thighs. Now, the only movements permitted by her legs serve only to rub
her labia against her crotch rope. Now I grab a 20' rope and turn my attentions to Lola. Yes, she was the
'bad' girl this week, so I must punish her a bit more severely. I unlock her
from her handcuffs overhead, and cross her wrists behind her so that they both
turn away from her, and tie her wrists together in a '3-D X-pattern': across her
wrists laterally (i.e. from radius side to radius side), then change direction
up and down (i.e. from the 'V' between her thumbs to the 'V' between her
ulnars), then change direction coronally (i.e. if her palms form planes
parallel to the plane of her back, then I am wrapping in the plane parallel to
those planes, sandwiched between the planes formed by her palms). This tie
serves to make her feel more helpless and, since both her palms are exposed to
me, more vulnerable. Hope I didn't confuse you with this description. To continue, I have left a 3' section dangling from one side of the wrist
tie and the rest of the long piece of rope on the other side. This I use to
wrap around her waist and tie in front, to secure her wrists to the small of
her back. I now have left dangling just a long piece of rope from her front.
Using this rope, I lead her to the middle of the wooden frame and, facing her
west, tell her to kneel. As usual, she kneels with her knees spread. I take a
couple of lengths of rope and, one by one, tie her ankles to the rings on the
east edge of the frame. I then unlock the free end of the handcuffs that were
holding Erica's neck to the third ring, and lock it to the D-ring in front of
Lola's collar. So now you can picture handcuffs, going through the ring,
holding two necks instead of hands. Lola can see Erica, but Erica in her
position can't really see what's happening behind her, except that Lola's close
by! This sets the stage for the fun now... So you see Lola, not quite spread-eagled, but kneeling uncomfortably with So you see Lola, not quite spread-eagled, but kneeling uncomfortably with
her head down, with her bottom helplessly exposed, and with her hands in no
position to help her. I grab the end of the long rope that was dangling from
her waist rope, thread it through the large triangle formed by her thighs and
the floor,bring it up and thread it through the pulley above the frame. I pull
it down until the slack goes away and tightens a bit, as I watch Lola's fingers
curl helplessly at the air as she gets an idea of what I am about to do. All
Erica sees now is a rope comming down from the pulley. I make sure the rope in
Lola's crotch is fitting snuggly between her lips and crevice between her
cheeks, then go over to Erica. I untie her right leg, then pull it straight up
until it straightens. As I hold her leg in my right hand I pull the rope in my
left until Lola is forced to raise her bottom higher into the air, but not
quite so high that her knees have to leave the floor. I tie the rope to
Erica's leg now. There is no way for Lola to tell Erica her predicament, but
from the sounds Lola makes whenever Erica moves her right leg (which is going
to be pretty frequent, when her leg starts to get tired in that position)... In all fairness I let Erica know what's going on (sort of 8) ), by telling
her since it's going to be a long night, I'll let the two play with each other
for a while while I go get a cup of coffee. I then get a 1/4" wooden dowel
(available in any balsa-wood section of hobby stores) and leave it next to Lola
so only she can see it. Her eyes, which grew wide with anticipation as she saw
it, made me smile a bit while exited a bit to the kitchen...
