I am dressed to impress in a very glittery tight body suit and thigh-high high heel boots. I wait by my gate for him to pick me up, anxiously awaiting his arrival and not knowing where he will take me out for the evening. He pulls up in a all terrain vehicle and i am not exactly thrilled with this but heck, whatever, lets do this. Little to I expect is for him to make me sit in the back. I mean he did out soft fur down for me to be as comfy as possible but then he insists that safety is important as the leather cuff restraints are needed to keep me safe on our way to who knows where. I end up with leather restraints on my wrists, ankles as my wrists are bound to each respective ankle and my mouth is shove full with a red ballgag. He then starts begins the journey, my bound journey. I am no longer worried where we will eat but what the heck have I gotten myself into i as he drives me around bound and struggling and gagged & protesting the entire time. I am grateful he did put fur down but I am angrily protesting that this ride isn't what i expected nor am I dressed for this perilous predicament. I use the entire back of the utility bed to try and find a way out but with the ATV moving, escaping isn't exactly an option. Eventually he arrives to the middle nowhere, and begins to tilt the bed as if he dumping his cargo, but I make for a noisy gag talking and glittery load. I am still bound but the tilt becomes too much as I get dumped to the ground like a package. I land to the ground and insist on release but he isn't done with me yet as he leads me, still bound, awkwardly to the next portion of our date night. It certainly does not include food or drinks but more bondage to say the least. Stay tuned for the Faythful spread he puts me in.