Every possibility coiled, twisted and wrapped. Shall I follow the lines of your form, exploring, enjoying, enhancing? Shall I lull you into peaceful dreams before fastening you so that you are mine to use.
Shall I ask your permission and look innocent as I secure your wrists and ankles before the rest of the plan becomes clear?
Shall I use these delightful lengths to make you my toy and let my unending appetite for you loose? Shall I overwhelm you with pleasure?
Or, shall I hand you the bundle and my consent and see what happens next?

Cripes. A bit hot in here, isn’t it?
I mean both options sounds pretty good to me
Molly