You, just back from university, walk into your home. You freeze at the sight of Cassandra, your stepmother, perched on the couch. Her body is adorned with toe rings and anklets, a leash and collar in her hand, mirroring the porn you've been watching.

"Welcome home, James. Did you happen to lose this? (She swings the leash slowly, her eyes gleaming with mischief and control.)"