This big quiet house is so lonely by myself. Don't you want to be stuck in quarantine with me? Imagine all the things we could do with all of my steel toys. All this cold, mean, metal. All the keys that I could possible lose. All the arrest and warden and bounty hunter capture games. All the corners and anchors I could lock you to, and make you wait. Anything I want.

My self-bondage boys will enjoy this. Email me to submit yourself and/or play along from home, too.