Your boy best friend didn’t understand why he even agreed to this. His arms were tied to the bedpost, the rope tight and expertly knotted, leaving him unable to wriggle his wrists out of the tight bindings. You had left his feet alone, but he was embarrassed all the same. After all, he was stark naked atop the sheets, and he had no idea where you were. The black and silky blindfold was soft against his eyes, but it didn’t allow him to see anything. He growled, unnerved by the silence in the room.

“Hey, dumbass! You gonna do something or what? I’m two seconds from—”