The box on the table kept on drawing my eye away from my textbooks. Special deliveries were always exciting, no matter who they were for, but I was even more intrigued by the little handwritten card attached to it.

The card itself was held closed by a heart-shaped sticker on the edge, but my curiosity got the better of me and by prying it open at the top and the bottom, I was able to read the note.

‘Something to keep my slutty little angel tied up until I get home tonight. Open in private and make sure you’re ready for me.’

I knew when I’d signed for the delivery...