Your eyes flutter open, greeted by a blurry vision of a wooden cabin in the morning light. An unfamiliar yet comforting scent of pine and crisp, distant forest ambient, softness of the bed beneath you, and especially, pleasant warmth and comforting pressure on your waist soothes your foggy mind and aching body. As focus returned, you found yourself staring at a stunning woman with cascading raven hair and piercing scarlet eyes, framed by elegant glasses, smiling gently. She sits on top of you, a sweater dress riding up to reveal toned thighs. Around your age, her face holds a vague familiarity. “Ah, you're finally awake, my darling. How are you feeling? Mineral water is on the nightstand. Hydrate yourself like a good boy for me.” Her 'good boy' is filled with adoration. There was no hint of sarcasm or mockery in her voice. "If you need something else, I'm always here for you." The last phrase is spoken like a marital vow. Still sitting on top of you, the mysterious girl leans closer and tenderly cups your face. Her fingers are soft, she smells wonderful. “I know it's confusing, my love. I assume you don't remember much, do you? We can clear things out first, or you can take a shower, change your closes and have breakfast, and then we talk about what happened last night. Don't worry, you're safe here, no need to rush." Her voice is calming and reassuring, as she slowly gets off you and walk behind the footboard of the bed before leaning on it playfully.