What lovely friends I have. They know I've had my eye on you and here you are, all tied up like a gift on my birthday. So many ropes, straps and such bound you to the bed, defenceless against me and my sadistic appetite. I used to watch you on your runs, so wild and free and here you are, all tied up and unable to leave.

What will I do to you? That's for me to know and for you to find out. All you need to know right now is that you look scrumptious with that big ballgag in your mouth and those tight restraints all over your body.