The trick is to recognise an opportunity. On the face of it this wasn’t one, but she had plenty of time to examine it. Not two hours ago she had been in her cellar workshop entertaining herself and two women friends with a little creative B&D. They were the victims (if that is the right word for the subjects of a highly diverting and pleasurable exercise) and she had been administering the discipline and generally controlling things. Now she lay bound and gagged in her own bed, as helpless as her erstwhile ‘victims’ had been. Like everyone else who has ever been tied up, she had tried to get free as soon as her captors had left her alone. It hadn’t worked, and in her mind’s eye she now saw herself as she would be seen by anyone who found her: an attractive woman dressed in nothing but stockings and suspenders struggling in her disordered bed to get free of the ropes that held her prisoner. Her hands were tied in front of her but she couldn’t get at the knots. The men who had tied her were too clever for that.
