I recently accompanied my husband on an out of town business trip for a three day seminar and trade show. Each day of the show they worked their booth from 7:30 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. Since this was the last day, many of us wives helped with the literature and handouts. Needless to say we were dead on our feet by the closing bell.
The company provided dinner that night right after the show closed. It was in a good restaurant at the hotel across the street from the convention center, where we they had booked all of our rooms. Though it was late we needed to eat and an open bar was provided for drinks before and after dinner. Since the elevator was in the lobby only a few feet away and we had the following day off to recuperate, my husband and I ate and then stayed and relaxed with a few drinks and some light conversation with some of his coworkers.
I barely remember our short walk to the elevator and back to our room, but I do remember getting undressed and piling onto the bed telling my husband that I would shower in the morning, before basically passing out. I woke shortly after and noticed that I was on my back at the side of the bed with my black silky sleeper's blindfold on. I went to raise it to see what time it was and I noticed my wrists were tied to my ankles with some sort of soft cloth.
