I'm having a LOVELY afternoon, wearing my silk dressing gown, trying on some silk scarves as accessories. Perfectly normal behaviour. Then Zoe appears, to tell me she's WORRIED about my silk scarf obsession. How silly! It's not an obsession. It's just a hobby! But next thing I know, I'm waking up TIED TO A CHAIR with my silk scarves, and Zoe's talking about trying to CURE ME! I don't want to be cured! But Zoe starts adding silk scarves to the bondage, making it more elaborate and immobilizing. She adds a cleave gag, then stuffs my mouth and adds more gags and a blindfold. I can't see and ca...

I'm having a LOVELY afternoon, wearing my silk dressing gown, trying on some silk scarves as accessories. Perfectly normal behaviour. Then Zoe appears, to tell me she's WORRIED about my silk scarf obsession. How silly! It's not an obsession. It's just a hobby! But next thing I know, I'm waking up TIED TO A CHAIR with my silk scarves, and Zoe's talking about trying to CURE ME! I don't want to be cured! But Zoe starts adding silk scarves to the bondage, making it more elaborate and immobilizing. She adds a cleave gag, then stuffs my mouth and adds more gags and a blindfold. I can't see and can barely make a sound by the time she gathers up all the remaining scarves and makes a RUN FOR IT! How dare she! All I can do is struggle hopelessly against my beautiful scarves, and hope I can escape without tearing any of them. They're so precious!