He smiled and softly said “not one bit the ropes are made of silk, and yes I know.” He gently but tightly bound her wrists making her feel as if they were loose he turned around and retrieved the little hand towel.<br/><br/>“You have something on your face let me get it for you,” putting the cloth over her nose and mouth in an act to whip something that did not exist in on her face. This drug would knock her out with one breath, waiting for her to collapse in his hands, his hand remained behind her out stretched to catch her.<br/>