.. where am I going to sleep?"Dad nervously chuckled and began scratching his head, "Well... I was originally thinking the couch but I figured that wo...ldn't be right so you can use my bed and I'll sleep on the couch, ok?" No dad you don't need to do that. I've been sleeping on a couch the last few weeks so I think I'll survive one more," I said even though it wasn't completely true but I wasn't going to get into that with him."You sure princess?" Yes, daddy now go pick a movie!" I said,. I tried to call out but found my mouthwas covered by, most likely, duct tape. Then I noticedmy hands were bound above my head. I tried to move mylegs and felt the same thing.I was lying down. It felt like I was blindfolded andtied to a bed. My heart raced as I listened for anyfamiliar sound I could detect. I heard nothing. My mindblared as I realized I was totally naked. I triedfreeing myself by thrashing my body and twisting myarms and legs. The restraints wouldn’t budge. Icouldn’t. Tim’s partner, Lex Dumont, served as best man, and Reverend Austin, the Jamestown Police Department chaplain, officiated. Tim and Heidi exchanged vows they’d written themselves. Once the couple was officially pronounced man and wife, the reception began. The guests were circulating, moving in and out of the house, enjoying the reception. Sheila Richardson wandered around, checking to make sure all of the food dishes and punch bowls were kept full. She received several compliments from the. . mmm yeah.”The spurts of pee had now become just a trickle; there was a large yellow pool at her feet.“Eighteen ... oh yes!”“Nineteen”“OH YES! Twenty!”She gave a final groan, and her body hung limply, held up by just the ropes.“Now, that wasn’t all that bad, was it?” he said, as he unfastened her ankles. “Just as well we did this out here; you pissed all over the deck, you dirty little slut. Do you always go around pissing yourself like that?”She didn’t respond; she didn’t even try to struggle.