"Intriguing!" said Jane. She had been listening to Hector's thoughts about the world for over an hour. He was deep and complex and was open to listening to her thoughts. She appreciated that very much since most of the Greek men that she knew were more "pontificators" who wouldn't give her ideas the time of day.
She was a Muse. A daughter of Zeus, and therefore she was immortal and she was very powerful. And yet this mere mortal had captured her attention like no being ever had. It was a weakness of hers, perhaps the weakness that caused her to disappear from the annuls of Greek mythology. It was a weakness that would one day cause her father to disown her and to place her in the sky as the constellation Seruitute, a result of her interactions with this puny mortal, Hector.
"It is my theory that powerful women such as you, Jane, have a secret desire to be controlled from time to time by their lessors. Sometimes by someone like me. The pressures of their daily lives, the responsibilities of being born a goddess, can make some women yearn for the release that can come with the ceding of their power, but only for a time. Is this something that you have ever contemplated, Jane, oh powerful one?"
"I hadn't, dear Hector, until your words caused me to do so. Although, the more I do reflect on the concept, there is something that seems to be awakening within me. A feeling that I have never experienced before. Somehow, I feel compelled to explore your concepts. What would you suggest, sir?"
Hector loosened the braided cotton belt that held close his tunic. "Jane, if you would, please lend me your belt as well, would you?" Haltingly, slowly, deliberately, Jane loosened the white cord that held closed her own flowing robe. She felt the cool breeze that was blowing off of the Adriatic Sea find its way inside her clothing, chilling the flesh that it found beneath.
He thanked her for her offering and then stood in front of her with the two lengths of cordage that he held. "Do you trust me, my goddess? Know that if you allow this, I will immediately release you, if that is what you desire. However, until you command it, I would propose that you submit to this bondage until the sun sets tomorrow. At the risk of my own life, I pledge to your your safety. What say you?"
The Muse trusted the mortal and craved to experience this thing that he proposed. "Yes, sir Hector. How do we begin?"
He smiled and moved behind her. "Place your wrists behind your back, please, and clasp your palms together." She obeyed him without hesitation. As she felt the belts against her flesh for the first time she could already begin to appreciate the truth of his conceptualization. The thickness of the bindings made it unnecessary for him wrap the cords around her arms more than once though the cinching of the tie caused the effect of the tie to be completely inescapable for her.
Jane felt a throbbing throughout her body as she found herself partially in his control and already she began to year for more. "Hector, how do you propose to utilize the second belt?"
Hector smiled as he bent down to her sandaled feet.