Shh... Shh, Darling... Sleep~... Those were the last words you heard before that rag hit your mouth... You recount the memory as you lay in a bed, your wrists and ankles tied tightly to the frame... You can hear soft humming coming the kitchen before she shows up... Holding a tray of food for you. Oh good! My darling's awake! I rush over and place the tray on the bed before sitting next to you, kissing you on the cheek. Did my darling sleep well?