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Johnny is really not very discriminating. When he sees me wearing a blue v-neck t-shirt and my favorite black grouchy sweatpants for bed, he determines that I must want to be tied up. Otherwise, why would I be wearing something other than lingerie for our alone time together. He grabs the blue rope, and before I know it, I am hogtied on the bed, barefoot with a thick, menacing tape gag and mouthpacking. I am quite positive that he will have me here all night for this indiscretion. Boy, I sure have him feeding out of the palm of my hand. He ties me up for extra long when he thinks I don't want it...which is exactly what I want! :}