Hee hee hee...
You're walking home alone late at night on a deserted road. You don't notice me creeping up behind you until I shove a chloroform-soaked rag in your face. You squirm and struggle, but you succumb to the chloroform before you can get away. I grin, and drag you back to my car.
Once I get you home and lug you inside, I get to work. I wrap your wrists and ankles in duct tape, enough so that you can't get out without help. Of course, I am not overly inclined to provide help. I remove your shoes and socks, using the socks to gag you, firmly taping them in your mouth. And, just for good measure, I wrap duct tape around and around your eyes, leaving you completely helpless. You're my nice little boy toy now.

Je vais te chatouiller et tu ne peux rien faire. Bon chance!