"Sir, you work at a bank, don't you? Isn't that bad? What if the bank finds out?" Suspicions of my husband's affair. I believe in him, but confronted with incriminating photos... "Binding women with this is my humble pleasure. Could you keep me company?" And so, my young, buxom wife, like sinking into an antlion's pit, is irresistibly drawn into the allure of the ropes and cannot escape.
