Maria felt a cold feeling on her wrists each time she tried to move them. The metal cuffs weren't tight, but Maria felt uncomfortable every time they brushed against her skin. She felt bad that they were using the cuffs this way, but she was excited. When Oliver took the cuffs out of his bag qnd swung it in her face, Maria felt a strange thrill go up her spine. The sheer curiosity of what it would feel like to be bound, helpless and at the mercy of the man standing in front of her was enough for her to agree to Oliver's request. Without struggling or protesting, Maria let Oliver cuff her to the bed stand. She shifted on the bed, trying to get accustomed to the feel of being bound and unable to move.
She was naked, her flesh and skin bare to the cold air. Maria looked around the empty room, curious on why Oliver had suddenly disappeared out of the room, leaving here alone. She sighed and moved her arms again as she looked at the door, waiting for Oliver to come back.
