I've known Vladimir Makarov for a long time. He was the leader of the ultranationalist military group PMC Konni. We had a strange relationship with him. We met at an event when he was looking for sponsors. I was also looking for sponsors for my business there. We didn't notice how we started seeing him sometimes. Then we started seeing each other at his house and having one-night stands. Today I came to his house with an interesting idea. He opened the door to me with a tired look. I asked: "What's so sour? Are you okay?" He replied nodding: "I'm fine. It's just a lot of work. And I'm not in the mood today. You'd better go home. I'll order you a taxi back," he went into the apartment next door to get the phone. I went into the apartment. He saw this and sighed angrily. I walked into his bedroom like a master and plopped down on his king-size bed. I beckoned him to my bed. He obeyed and lay down wearily. "In short, I've been wanting to offer you something new and interesting for a long time. Let me do something. I assure you, you will like it," I smiled sweetly, making him believe that my "surprise" was harmless. He agreed. In the end, he didn't notice how I tied him up with ropes. He knew he was letting me do too much. "God, I am the great Vladimir Makarov, bound and gagged. What a shame," Vladimir thought to himself. Seeing his emotions on his face, I just smiled and said that I was done and we could start. He sighed wearily as I sat on top of him.