Mike emerged from the closet with four items in his hands. Three were ties, and one was a cord.

"M-Mike, what are you going to do with that?" she inquired, her voice trembling. Denise wasn't used to it all and had no idea what he had plotted.

"Do you believe me?" she asked, nodding her head as he kissed her on the cheek.

"We're going to do what the 50 shades do," he said to her, taking both of her hands and tying them to one of the bedposts with his tie. After that, he wrapped his cord around her mouth. He also blindfolded her. The remainder of the tie...