In the mean time, Felina's toes had dug themselves out of the foot bag. They appeared, covered in black wax, which was crumpling off as she shook them free. She reached down and the tip of her big toes barely brushed against the back of her hood. She tried to arch her back some more in order to get a fuller touch, but she had forgotten about her pierced breasts. This action lifted her body, pulling oner stretched breasts, causing more pain in her throbbing breasts, which had by now doubled in volume thanks to the cruel strangling of their bases. She immediately abandoned her project and fell back into her previous position with a yelp of pain. Her exclamation somehow disturbed Louisa, who lost her concentration and let the joystick lose its equilibrium. Long, powerful jolts coursed both her restrained bodies, punishing Felina for her attempt.

When the jolts stopped, Felina decided to change her strategy. Twisting her feet around, she explored the spaced around them until she found the ropes that were strangling her ankles and hanging her in mid air. Turning all ten bladed toes on one rope, she began to saw it. The rope was about two-centimetre thick and it offered little resistance to her deft feet. A few minutes later, Felina felt the rope breaking. Threads began to snap one by one and then they untwisted themselves totally. Felina clenched her muscles as she fell.

With a loud bang and a muffled yell, the escape artist crashed on the floor. She had landed on her belly, crushing he bulging, taut, purple breasts under her and the pain was so sharp that she believe at some point that her boobs had exploded. The throbbing agony was immediately joined by new jolts of electricity as Louisa's joystick had once again been toppled down. For long seconds, Felina's body squirmed and jerked on the wooden floor, as she was screaming and crying helplessly, yanking on her restraints forcefully, her muscles bulging between the chains and ropes.