My husband and I are preparing for a dinner party, and he develops a very odd, very unwelcome idea about how to create an exciting centrepiece for the table. I try not to let him do it, but he cleverly persuades me to let him handcuff my wrists, and once he's done that, of course, there's no stopping him. Which is how I end up tied to my own dining table, drooling through an enormous dental gag, dressed only in my tan pantyhose and being severely caned and tormented by my wicked husband! Just....awful