I awake to find that I’m in bondage

I gave a contented sigh as I slowly drifted away from sleep and into the waking world. I had yet to open my eyes, savoring every last bit of sleep I could before I had to get up. I stretched my arms above my head, only to find that I couldn’t move them very much.

My eyes snapped open, looking at the restraints that held my wrists to the headboard. I tugged at them, but they wouldn’t budge. My eyes drifted to her, standing in the corner of the room. I swear she almost looked smug.

“Get me out of this,” I demanded. “I never said that I wanted to be tied up.”

She stepped closer as you continued your struggles. “It is my responsibility to look after your every need. Seeing as I found these among several other items underneath your bed, I believe it’s safe to assume that this arouses you.”

I scowled at her, now noticing my legs were being spread by a large spreader bar. “I did not give my consent to be tied up.”

Her mechanical face smiled back at me, “I am giving you what you want, am I not?”

“That doesn’t matter!”

She seemed to ignore this very important matter entirely. “Now, about the other objects I found…”