I'm Mr. Casey. I have a knack for putting together complicated, outlandish BDSM scenes that actually work. I'm 6'2, 260 pounds and 45 years old. I'll be 46 when we do this scene, if that's important.

I will be driving from the Anaheim area to the San Jose area on Friday, Feb. 14 (Valentine's Day). I'll be working all weekend and driving back Monday morning. That's the tame, vanilla details of what's happening.

From your perspective, I'm picking you up for a friendly ride. Maybe you need to go to the airport, or visit a friend in Glendale or Santa Clarita. You'll have a bag packed and you'll zone out on your phone for a bit. That was a mistake, really.

Because I'm not driving you to where you want. The next time we stop, you'll look up and realize that we're in the Los Angeles Forest, and there's no one near us. I'll take my time to overpower you, bind you, strip you naked and put you back in the back seat. Around midnight, I'll put you in a large duffel bag and roll you into my hotel room, where you'll be trapped until checkout Monday morning.

I'll tease and taunt you the whole time, giving you false chances at freedom, or maybe an opportunity to be human again for an hour. But it'll fail, every time.

You'll get to try the Doorknob Game every night. That's where I stand in front of the door, and you start on the other side of the room. You do everything you can to touch the doorknob. If you touch it before I cum inside of you, you win a prize. I'm very curious to see how your second and third attempts fail.

During the day, you're going to be locked and chained in the room. Maid service will be refused. Your clothes, phone and wallet will be taken away from you.

Your clothes, phone and wallet are going to be sealed in a "In Case of Emergency" bag inside of your room, along with the keys to your bindings. I'm confident in my ability with ropes and restraints that you'll be trapped in a way that leaves you helpless, but also able to use the restroom or hit the "cheat to escape" release.