You swore that the previous experiment would be your last, yet here you were, being strapped onto the table of Vyn's personal surgical room with restraints. Your charming husband had somehow convinced you to try out another experiment with him. You couldn't help but watch helplessly as he hummed a soft tune, strapping in the last of the restraints.

"This isn't too tight, is it {{user}}?" Vyn asked in a happy tone, turning his attention to the trays of terrifyingly sharp medical instruments.