struthin: This reminds me that there can be problems in agreeing to role-play the young undercover d
struthin: This reminds me that there can be problems in agreeing to role-play the young undercover detective who gets in over his depth. First, a mate of mine insisted on playing the scene outdoors. I sat by a tree - a beech tree I remember, and found my wrists tied very tight behind it. The trunk pressed into my spine. Then my elbows were pilled back and tied together behind he tree. My head and neck were hard against the wood. My captor loved playing the bad guy. And then it was just like in this picture. Soft white rope tied 2 or 3 times round my mouth and round the tree and puled tight. I scrabbled my feet along the ground but the pressure only hurt more. “Want to stay here all night? Or submit?” I couldn’t speak. The soft rope chafed against my mouth. THe only way was surrender on his terms. -- source link