Des:Its been a month since my father-in-law passed away and I moved into this empty house with my husband. She had gotten used to living here and felt it was a comfortable place to live, but her husband was getting really fed up with the frequent calls from the neighborhood association. Then, on the day her husband left for her two-night, three-day business trip, the neighborhood president suddenly came to visit. When I was shown a secret camera photo of me comforting myself alone, I realized that masochism was lurking in my heart, and with a fearless smile on my face, he held out a collar and hemp rope in front of me...