Ribbons and bows, she was bound in the finest silks that money could buy. Her hands entwined, her legs tightly wrapped, her only freedom was the hollows of her mind. The knots tightened with every attempt to escape. Taunting the kitten with a string of pearls, she crawled across the floor as the baubles were a lure to his lap. A pat to his groin, her head found the solace in the purrs he caused. Santa might carry treats for children, but her desires were for a man who came than just on Christmas Eve.