Ariel says: What a horrible name for such a lovely tie. But while Dave was tying my left leg, I suddenly was reminded of the way joints of meat are tied up with string in supermarkets. Yuk! I was worried about the pictures, but I don't look quite as edible as I'd feared. And I absolutely loved it when my right leg was tied up towards my chest, using another mainstay of Japanese-style bondage that we call the rope ladder.