Balustrade                                                                                                               Two Masters were required to position laura on the landing. Her elbows were bound together, then, supporting her back,  they each lifted a leg and walked toward the stair railing.  Quickly, laura’s ankles were tied to the rail and her head and shoulders lowered to the floor.  It was her cunt that was of interest, not her brain, they explained. Upended, her naked slit in the air, laura could do nothing but remain there, open, available, offered to any and all at the Mansion.