Felina moaned softly as Louise's delicate fingers explored her sweaty body. Her face, inverted, was about level with Lou's crotch and a strong musky, sweaty smell invaded her flaring nostrils. Her sweat-soaked thighs were mere centimetres from her eyes and she tried to turn her head, only to see her move stopped as the long dildo protruding from her gag bumped into Lou's leg. Feeling the fingers going down her body, touching her breast, she tried to look at them and the steel, studded artificial penis clanged against Louise's chastity belt.

Felina tugged on the chain again, trying to convey her message to her blind bondage mate. With her face so close to Louise's crotch, she could see and smell her excitation growing. She was found that the woman's hands were a bit too slow in their exploration. The escape artist tugged harder, trying to remind Louise of the task she was supposed to perform.

Louise seemed so slow to understand. Her mind was obviously obscured by other thoughts. It was so difficult to convey a message with those big penis gag in their mouth. Louise was now exploring her back, pressing her breasts into Felina's belly. Their perspiration were mixing. Felina squirmed and grunted, trying to hasten her partner move.

At last, Louise seemed to understand where the key was. Felina saw her stretch her body and arms, climb on her tip toes, reaching as far up as she could, exploring her thighs and knees. She seized one of Louise's knees in her chained hands and pretended to lift it. Somehow, Louise understood the meaning and she lifted her right foot. Felina moved her arms so as to push Lou's foot between them, over the chain cinched between her wrists. With the foot resting firmly on the chain, she flexed her arms, lifting the foot higher, the muscles in her arms bulging.

Louise stepped on that makeshift ladder, hugging the bound girl's body to keep her balance. Blindly, her hands went up the girls shapely legs, exploring them. She felt her feet, which had been cruelly bound "en pointe" and were totally immobilised. She felt the short spreader bar attached to her ankles. And there, dangling from it, was a key. With feverish hands, Louise began to untie them.

Meanwhile, Felina was panting and moaning. Her frail ankles had now to support the weight of her two bodies and the chain were biting painfully into her flesh and bones. Her arms were getting cramped too as she was lifting her partner. She could feel Louise's sweat dripping on her face as she worked between her spread feet. Her biceps were bulging like balls of steel in her twisted arms and they were trembling with increasing intensity as cramps were beginning to grow. Louise's weight was forcing the chains to dig deep into her wrists, causing incredible pain. She was clenching her teeth hard into the steel and rubber penis filling her mouth.

And suddenly she could not support Louise any longer. Her defeated muscles just let go and she dropped the woman, who fell backward with a scream of frustration. She had been so close to getting the key. Felina grunted a tired apology while she shook her arms, trying to rest them. Louise waited until Felina motioned her to step up again. The escape artist once again lifted her helper up and gritted her teeth, hoping she would soon get the key.

This time, Louise managed to untie and get the key before Felina got too tired. She stepped down the human ladder, smiling around her gag. Felina almost tore the key out of her hands. In a matter of seconds, she opened the padlock. Louise's belt fell apart and bounced on the floor with a clang. Moments later, the chain coiled around Felina's wrists joined it on the stage.

Felina smiled in victory. All she had to do now was to curl up and free her feet. According to the timer, she had still more than 15 minutes to do so before the next handicap would be added. Much more that was she needed. She glared at the hosted with a contemptuous grin as her body began to double over, fighting against the gravity.