Shall I make a small confession?
For me the sweetest moment is just as I feel the scarf being slid carefully around my wrist then pulled tight.
I'm usually on my back, on the bed and Mistress is leaning down and carefully making sure that as she loops the scarf around my wrist that she leaves me absolutely no wiggle room whatsoever.
When she wants me helpless, helpless I shall be.
Her breasts are close to my face as she pulls the scarf tight.
I often try to steal a kiss but she knows me too well and simply moves away (& I know my cheek will earn me a slap in the face shortly and I simply don't care).
My heart hammers as I feel her tie the knot. She always looks down at me as she does so. She is so skilful that she doesn't need to look at what she's doing as she ties.
I can't help myself - even now, even though I want this - I test the my bonds but of course can't get free.
She watches me as she walks around to the other side of the bed. Once, I tried to touch the scarf with my free hand but that isn't allowed and that action earned me a real thrashing - she took her crop and used it on my bottom till she had reduced me to tears - so I've never done it again.
Then she takes a second scarf - she prefers me bound one wrist to either corner of the bed - and pushes my other wrist up against the headboard.
That second scarf is wound around my wrist and slowly, deliberately, pulled tight.
That is the moment.
Once that second scarf is securely fastened I really am at her mercy...
And as I feel it pull tight I relax.Nothing I can do now. I'm helpless and whatever is going to happen IS now going to happen.
"Now you're mine" she tells me as she ties that second knot.
It's true.
And I love it.
