I want to tie you up so that you won't frighten me.

I want to use the zen method of bondage, because I believe Japan is a magical island and the samurai there know how to position their jitsu just right-around their subjects' popping nipples.

I want to bring out my "mojo bag" of cords and straps, because I know that when you ask me what is in it, the mojo will take over and you will let me tie you up.

I want to get my loops and knots right the first time, because it is frustrating to have to untie and retie, and I know you are a snaky one.

When I am finished cinching, I want you to say, "You got me!"

I don't want to actually attach you to anything, so I can pick you up like a sack of potatoes and say, "You want suspension? You got suspension!"

I want to release you by unwinding precisely in reverse, so that I don't create any new knots or new tangles, or lose my mojo.

I want to say, "The only thing I like better than tying you up is having you tie me up." Then I want to show you how I can put my hands together, palm to palm, between my shoulder blades.