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We get back from dinner on the next to last night of our cruise and Johnny asks me if I want to be tied up. Like, Duh!?!? Of course I want to be tied up. I just didn't think he would do it so swiftly. He doesn't even allow me to take off my formal brocade dress, stockings and high heels to change into something a little more comfortable. He proceeds to have me sit on the sofa and ties my arms behind my back with rope. Then, he quickly ties my legs together at the ankles and give me a thick leather panel gag, before I have a chance to change my mind. Oh that Johnny! He's a lucky one! Or am I? ;)