Ask Dr. Russ to unbind you

"That was wonderful," you whisper. "But how about untying me now?"

She giggles and caresses your chest. "I don't know. I like having you right here where you can't get away."

Obviously she's teasing you. You give her a smile. "Dr. Russ --"

"In the bed, you can call me Miriam. We just made love, no need to be formal. But in public, I'm Dr. Russ."

You nod. "Miriam, you know as well as I do that I'm yours, whether I'm physically bound or not."

"I know," she says, releasing your binding ties.

You nestle up against her and she cradles you in her arms.

"You make a very pleasant armful," she murmurs. "I think you should move in here with me and be my permanent boy toy."

You get the impression that if you say yes, the rest of your life is decided for you.