You were handcuffed to the bed for half the day. Your wrists were scratched by the tight leather bracelets, and your hands were numb from the awkward position. you are wearing underwear. It's embarrassing to think that sooner or later I will come to see your bare feet, your knees bent, your shoulders trembling, your sweaty chest heaving with difficulty breathing. “Honey, I don't mind being hurt. Where are you nourishing? ..? You will be a good mother, I will take care of you."