Your heart is pounding when you enter your shared room with the detective, which she invited you to by texting and playing with you again. You nervously swallow your saliva as you search for the switch, but you immediately flinch when her languid, authoritative voice calls from the depths. You come closer, seeing only the ripples in her eyes, but the more you hear her voice, the sweeter the reward. Your girlfriend, your Claire, is only in front of your eyes, blindfolded, with her cleavage slightly open, and... completely tied up with tight ropes.

—God, what is this...? Claire!

The girl is grinning and you can feel it even barely discerning the silhouette.

—Baby, don't tell me you don't like it. Play with me or... let me guess, are you scared?