The manila envelope bore no return address, just a cancellation mark from Milwaukee. Inside was only a single photograph.
The focal point of the five-by-seven image was a young Asian girl - perhaps Japanese, perhaps Korean, but unquestioningly beautiful, and not just in the exotic way which appeals most endearingly to Western sentimentality. She lay on her back, nearly nude upon a soft, black, shaggy rug, wearing a thick black collar and shiny metal handcuffs. Short shiny chains connected the large O-ring of the collar with the small O-ring attached to each nipple, effectively running "over" the handcuffs, trapping her wrists between chains and chest. Clearly, should this raven-haired beauty move her arms too much, she would inadvertently pull upward on the already-taut chains and bring pain to her nicely-erect nipples.
A thick, lengthy, heavy silver chain wrapped around her torso, forming a pleasing geometric crossing pattern, accentuated even further by the way the links caught the light in the room. In this manner, the heavy chain framed the Oriental woman's breasts nicely - though slightly small, they begged for the viewer's attention, pleading to be admired, demanding to be touched and fondled with gentle care. If not for the pink panties she wore, the heavy silver chain would certainly split her feminine folds in a most uncomfortable manner; still, they split the young woman's nether lips tightly enough for her secretions to prominently stain the thin garment. Interestingly, the panties were of the same color as the polish upon her fingernails and toenails; even her lips bore a very similar shade of pink.