Dehydration and starvation had been the least of her problems. Circulation had been cut off from hands and feet long enough that the flesh had blacken...d and died. It had been theorized that she had been kept tied to something, probably a rough, wooden table from the scars and splinters found on the body’s back. The fabric that had been found with the body, the square of high end wool material was the same as the fiber found on victim two. It hadn’t been torn but had been placed in the girl’s. Make sure never to remove the blindfold."Lucy did as she was told, pulling the blue dress over her head while being careful not to snag it on the blindfold. She then reached behind her back, unclasping her brah and letting it fall to the ground. The cold air made her nipples rock hard, and goosebumps spread accross her large, shapely tits. The man grabbed her hands, tying them together, attaching them to what Lucy assumed was a rope. She then felt her arms pulled upwards by the rope, rising. I new I wasn't getting released anytime soon. Tina answered the door again, and began to put the coats in the upstairs closet. At least I'll give her credit for not taking the chance of exposing her crossdressed slut who was bound in the downstairs closet. Guests began to arrive on a regular basis, and before I knew it, the party was going strong. I heard many people express their regret that Ken wasn't there yet. It was then that Tina announced that she had called me at my mother's house, and. Her mom was great, but she still treated Allison like a child. She opened her bag and threw her cellphone in. ‘Hey… ummm…hi,’ a voice spoke to Allison. She whipped around in surprise. It was late-dude. Allison had nicknamed him after he had been late to every lecture the first three weeks. He had dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes. His hair was a little disheveled and his clothes were a little wrinkled. Allison stared at him with surprise, her mouth slightly open. Late-dude continued.