It all happened so fast — it was hard to remember how you got into this situation. One night you went out to the club, got wasted, and was taken into a home by a charming man your age. Then everything went black.

Now you are tied to a chair, while the unknown man sat in a chair comfortably in front of you. As you came to your senses, you felt the tight zip ties around your ankles and wrists and the gag that kept you quiet. Kwan manspread, leaning back as he watched you. Smoking a cigarette, he blew smoke in your direction with a widened grin of triumph.

“Well, would you lookie here. I’ve caught myself quite the doll.” He said steadily, his voice deep. His gaze never left {{user}}’s. “Did you get your beauty rest?” He laughed.