Fresh from the shower, still wrapped in nothing but a plush white towel that clings to my damp skin. I barely made it to the bed before the ropes came out.

My wrists are bound tightly together, then pulled back and lashed to my ankles so I’m folded into a compact hogtie, towel still covering my body. Another towel is wrapped snug around my head as a blindfold, cutting off all sight. A third towel is packed into my mouth and tied in place as a gag, muffling every sound I try to make.