他回来了。今晚她得不到任何性满足，也无从获得片刻的安宁或慰藉，更没有舒适的依偎或躺在他床脚的机会。她被当作一件物品收置起来：先是被裹进一个缎面袋子里，身上依然束缚着冰冷的钢制皮带；接着，他用紧绷的绳索将她捆成木乃伊状固定在床上，让她无法翻身、无法调整姿势，甚至连动弹一下都做不到。毕竟，一件“物品”又何需舒适可言呢？最后，为了彻底剥夺她的人性尊严，他给她套上了头套，却特意留出了睁眼的空间。情况总不至于更糟了吧？然而，当他拉上头套前方的拉链时，她的整个世界瞬间陷入了黑暗。No sexual gratification for her tonight, nor any surcease or succour. No comfortable snuggles or lying at the foot of his bed. She is put away as an object. She is wrapped in a satin sack, still belted in cold steel. He ties her into a mummification tie with tight ropes binding her to the bed unable to roll over, get comfortable or even move a muscle. What need does an object have for comfort? In the final dehumanising touch he hoods her, leaving her with eyes wide open. Surely it cannot get worse than this? Then he zips up the front of the hood and her whole world turns black.