My friends had set me up on a blind date with Mia, confident that we were a perfect match. The evening unfolded pleasantly, with laughter and easy conversation, and soon Mia found herself back at my place. As I ventured into the kitchen to fetch some refreshments, Mia's curiosity got the better of her, and she glanced at my open laptop. Her eyes widened with surprise as she discovered a folder filled with bondage pictures, sparking a hesitant uncertainty within her.

Interpreting her puzzled expression as tacit approval, I enthusiastically moved forward with my own assumptions. In a flash, Mia found herself ensnared in an intricate web of ropes, her arms and legs securely bound. The cleave gag I applied muffled any protests, and I misread her muffled sounds as signs of enjoyment. Leaving her to squirm and test her restraints in the dimly lit living room, I headed off to the bedroom, eager to prepare it for what I anticipated would be the night's true excitement. Inwardly, I congratulated myself on having friends who could find me the ideal adventurous partner!