People tend to misjudge the likelyhood of rare events. This comes up every time there's a natural disaster.
SoundsFun and I had been down in the dungeon. We were using chain and restraints to workshop out a positions for use with rope.
We got soundsFun into position.
The hands behind the back is a lways a good thing. I used a long shackled lock to give the shoulders some rest. These were pulled to an ankle. With rope I would have pulled the ankle closer to where the large leg muscle wouldn't be useful. The ankle to the ceiling keeps the floor work from moving away.
I had been hoping that this position would be usable. At at first inspection it appeared so.
I knealt straddling the leg that he had against the floor. My knee hit the rubberized floor and my world filled with pain. And I was suddenly on my back writhing in pain.
Half a minute later I was able to stretch out my leg. A minute later I had caught my breath and pulled myself together. And continued. My knee will recover (after a couple weeks on ibuprofin), but my dignity is injured.
It's hard to prepare for something like this happening during a scene. But I will do my best.
