They spent all afternoon getting things ready for their always popular holiday party. Soon neighbors, friends, and coworkers would be arriving. The appetizers had been set out, the bar was stocked, and bottles were chilling. The decorative lighting was adjusted and background music was playing. There was only one thing left to do.

They went to the guest bedroom and hung the festive sign on the door. It read: “Redeem Prize Tickets Here.” He took a coin from his pocket and flipped it into the air. “Heads,” she called. It turned up heads. She clapped her hands and squealed with glee. She removed all her clothes, put them into a dresser drawer, and then climbed onto the bed. She put on the earphones and started her favorite music playlist. Next she put on her blindfold and layed down on her back. He circled the bed, attaching the cuffs and straps from each corner to her wrists and ankles. When all was secure she blew a kiss up into the air for him. He responded by giving her exposed vulva a quick rub and a few light slaps, then he left the room and closed the door.

In keeping with tradition, guests would earn prize tickets for any number of reasons. From best dressed, to tallest guest, shortest guest, funniest holiday joke, best karaoke performance, and even the most hysterical laugh. In fact, it often seemed as if new categories were created in the moment just as an excuse to hand out more prize tickets. He got the large roll of paper tear-off tickets, took a seat near the front door, and waited for guests to arrive.