Chapter Thirty-Three
This is a verbatim translation from a narrative
given by Nadia from Brussels.
Perch Post Perfect
A friend and I went to a b**m club one weekend and the one thing that stayed in my memory afterwards was the array of tightly bound women (and men) on display in what they called their Perch Room, (best translation). These helpless figures were each mounted on upright posts set into the flooring and then tied or chained, hooded, gagged, blindfolded and enduring just about everything else that could be done to them. From what I observed, they stayed there all night with the ends of the posts impaled in their body openings. The men had the posts up their ass. The women usually had double impalements. They stood erect, usually with high heel shoes or boots on their feet an
