It had been an hour. The burning sensation on Li Rong's feet left it's place to freezing as she was forced to stand on one leg on the tip of her toes on a block of ice ( which kept melting as time passed by ). She was wearing a karada; a "rope dress" skillfully applied by Mitsuki. Even the slightest movement caused pressure on her bulged out breasts, buttcheeks or elbows.



"That Japanese nawashi's clearly an expert on this" Li Rong thought to herself as she tried her best to keep her balance. Ropes tied to the hooks on the ceiling also encircled her arms and thighs. So even if the ice completely melted, Li Rong would be suspended in the air. The Chinese model was facing the plasma screen on the wall. She was forced to watch two short film loops all this time. One of them featured an Asian woman wearing a mini skirt, stockings and heels, tightly bound and gagged; whimpering with all her might. The second film had another Asian woman dressed in a kimono. She was also bound rather tightly. She kept squirming and moaning as a vibrator penetrated her. The women on both films were objects of desire to the viewing eye. Presented in a way that they could do nothing to hide from the viewer's gaze. The unsuccessful attempts would only arouse the voyeurs even more.





( The film loops Li Rong's forced to watch can be viewed through these links:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUU7864GeU0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MbfrnAzNHUM



)





Li Rong was feeling sick, the constant muffled noises produced by the helpless Japanese women mirrored her own with the red ballgag stuffed in her mouth and the piece of cloth tied over her nose and mouth. Li Rong always thought the gags used in Shibari were some kind of an hommage to old crime films with the gag covering the damsels' noses. But now that she was unfortunately experiencing the same gag first hand, she understood that it's purpose was not to create an aesthetic image but to restrict her breathing. The way the cloth was tightly pulled over her nose put pressure on her nostrils and made her feel dizzy as sucking in the air was the most difficult thing to do in a bondage position like this.



Because of the tightness of the ropes, Li Rong's limbs felt numb. She kept breathing heavily under the gag. The women on the screen meant surrender, probably a not so subliminal message forced down her throat by her captors. When the door to the room she's kept in was opened, Li Rong barely noticed Frank in a sharp suit and Mitsuki in an evening dress consisting of open toe high heels, gloves, silk stockings complete with garter belt and suspenders, enter the room.



The two of them looked at this beautiful but exhausted woman as if she were some cute little pet they happen own. Frank pulled Li Rong's hair behind her ear. Immideately she began grunting, faintly.



"I think she can't handle your ropework, dear" Frank said as he squeezed the ropes around Li Rong's breasts. Li Rong moaned in pain.



"She'll get used to it" the cruel woman spoke. She knelt down and kissed the arch of her captive's foot. Her toes were aching and Li Rong felt like she could collapse if it weren't for the ropes suspending her. "Poor, little thing. You're probably dying to lie down and relax"

Another faint grunt escaped her. Li Rong saw Frank pour something from a small bottle on a piece of cloth.



"Maybe if she'll take a nap, our lotus flower will feel much better" he said as he approached her with the cloth in hand. Mitsuki pulled away the cloth covering Li Rong's lower face and finally she was able to breathe again. She sucked in all the air she could.



"Sweet dreams, princess" Mitsuki hissed in her ear as Frank pressed the drugged cloth over her nose and mouth. As Li Rong kept inhaling the sickly sweet smelling fumes, her vision became blurry. She felt Mitsuki nibble on her earlobe. Her eyes met with Frank's. He was half gentle and half beastly as he forced her to inhale the chloroform. The last thing she saw was the image on the plasma screen. The helpless woman was looking directly into Li Rong's eyes as she screamed as if to warn her. But Li Rong was too tired to do anything. She let out one final grunt muffled by the cloth pressed over her face and then, everything went black.