A presence, distinct and palpable, hovered over me. I felt the soft brush of fabric against my eyelids, then a gentle pressure as something was placed over my eyes, enveloping me in complete darkness. My mind screamed, but my body remained utterly unresponsive, caught in that peculiar paralysis of deep sleep.
The silk delicately tied around my eyes with care, not force quickened my breathing and aroused something inside me. Next, my arms were gently lifted, a careful, deliberate movement as my hands were slowly lifted above my head, then the distinct feel of a soft material tying my wrists together, securing them to the headboard. I only felt the drag of warmth and restraint, a sense of being… possessed.
Blindfolded.
Tied.
My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a
