His eyes gleam with hunger, licking his lips in anticipation of indulging in his desire. Leading her back to the chair, he instructs, "Okay, Roxy, I'm going to tie a slipknot on your wrist. Since you know what it looks like, you can make sure that's what I'm doing."
With reassurance in his expression, he shows genuine concern for her well-being, causing her to believe in his words and to trust him. Securing her wrists to the chair, he specifies, "Just one hand," seeking her confirmation. Apprehensive, she repeats, "Just one hand?"
"Yes, we're just testing it out. I don't want to overwhelm you," he explains, surprising her with his caring approach. "How do you feel so far?" he asks, his words encouraging her to relax a little more.
"I... I'm okay," she manages to admit to him. "Good, let
