As much as she had hated her life before she now longed for it to be the way it was. And then her eyes widened and her hand covered her mouth."Bobby!"... she screamed. "What happened to Bobby?!" She bolted from the chair, sending it toppling over, and sprinted to the door. Flinging it open, she ran into the hall.Yellow police tape was strung across her apartment doorway. She unlocked the door and ducked under the tape. She hesitated when she saw the blood on the floor and the outline of her. So, I got to the trail head, and started to jog towards my spot, after only maybe 5 minutes of jogging I came up to a group of boys with hiking packs on, and since I was jogging and they were walking I had to pass them. They stopped in there tracks when they saw me jog by, I am sure they could make out everything I had as I past them. I continued on, and passed another couple of groups of younger boys hiking on the trail and each time it was very quiet as I jogged past. It started to rain. .. She leads me to the lamppost in front of a gay club, pulls me downto my knees, and, wrapping the end of the chain leash around the post,secures it with a lock. Than, with another lock, She secures the ring onthe tip of my arm binder, holding my hands securely and uncomfortablybehind my back with my elbows almost touching to the rings on the cuffsaround my ankles, effectively leaving me to kneel in a hogtie position."Don't go anywhere" - I hear her mocking voice through the thick layer. We got to the party around 9pm and I started with a glass of wine to calm my nerves. Those that have read our stories know that I get very loose after a glass or two of wine, I’m quite a lightweight! Not only that, I get incredibly horny and lose my inhibitions when tipsy. I mean the last time at this party, we went from playing with couples in the same room in the past to me making out with two other ladies, fingering one of them and having them, and their partners touch, suck and bite my.