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As she approched me one of the bondage magazines I had layed out beforehand on the floor caught her I eye and she picked it up and started thumbing through it. I nodded my head "YES" "Well I don't think you do" she pouted sweetly, "I think you deserved to be punished" She grabbed another magazine up off the floor and still holding the key stood up and absently walked around the apartment floor until she stood directly in front of me. She pulled a cigarette and lighter from inside and than snapped the purse closed.I tried to signal her with my head and with as much sound as I could that the key was right there to free me with but she was obviously ingrossed in the pictures and ignored me. " She said to herself as I reeled in the string inorder to retrieve the key. My meager attempts to get her attention were futile. She dropped the magazine to the floor and after staring down at me for a few seconds walked over to the table and dropped the key into her purse. She placed the bag high up on the mantel of the fireplace and walked over to sit in the chair closest to where my head lay on the floor. "Don't look so nervous this is going to be fun." and she stroked the tip of my nose with the toe of her shoe.

I think they would absolutely panic.” Many combat veterans believe that civilian “good guys” taking on the “bad guys” during an active shooting isn’t as simple as it seems in movies and video games.

The Texas “good guy” even fled the scene with the carjackers.

“Despite what we see on TV, the presence of a firearm is a greater risk, especially in the hands of an untrained person,” said Chipman.

The string for the cuffs was always within easy reach and I would often spend hours enjoying my helplessness before freeing myself.

I struggled for serveral minutes and until about 45 minutes later did my friend Steve have pity on me. I would gag myself with the pantyhose then tie myself so that when I closed the handcuffs on my wrist I was in a hogtied position on the floor.