My new apartment sits right on top of a beautiful public park. I had taken walks through it before, but for some odd reason, I couldn't help but go for 'that' kind of walk. I was living alone so I didn't have to worry about finding the right time to sneak out for a change.

I decided to do the walk not super late, I kind of wanted to test something that I had experimented with in the past, but never really committed to. I decided to leave and go for my walk around 8pm.

It was 40 degrees outside because of the rain, snow, and such so I decided to dress semi-warm, though I knew that the experience would warm me up. I stripped to just my underwear and then put on something new that I wanted to try.

It was an all black glossy bodysuit. It was super skin tight and hugged my body in all the right places. It hugged my butt so tightly it practically gave me a wedgie at some points. It was still really comfortable and sexy so I didn't mind.

I decided to jokingly put on some D.Va themed sports bra and sports shorts on top of the bodysuit just to add something. I knew it didn't matter because it would all be covered up anyway.

I put on a cute black skirt and then a large, grey, baggie hoodie. With the hoodie however, I didn't put my arms through the sleeves. I walked to my bathroom and placed some socks and tape down on the counter. I put my hair up so I could get the most important part right.

I took a pair of light blue socks and rolled them up into a tight wad. I then shoved them in my mouth and made sure they were tightly pushed in. I took long strips of black PVC (basically electrical tape but wider and bigger) and placed them across my mouth, sealing my lips.

I made sure the gag went from cheek to cheek and even placed a strip under my chin to secure it all. I then took a roll of tan vet tape and wrapped it around my mouth. After I used what felt like half the roll, I pressed it all firmly to make sure it was as tight as it could be.

I let my hair down and it covered 75% of the wrap gag perfectly. My hair is a little longer than I used to keep it, more wavy and a tad longer. I suppose with my college days behind me, I needed to look more mature, especially with my new job and all.

My looks aside, I got a black mask and placed it over my face and nose. With the big bad covid still around, I used this opportunity to wear a mask outdoors without risk of drawing attention. I suppose it is weird that I was wearing one all alone outdoors, but there are some people out there like that, so I knew I would get away with it.

I then got my black leather crossed-armed armbinder out and began shifting my hoodie down all the way. I placed my phone and the sleeves of the hoodie in the front packet thingy, and began shifting the hoodie down my torso. My boobs, due to working out have gotten a tad bigger and it took me a minute to get the hoodie down all the way. Probably DD's by now and it has been more of a curse than a blessing.

Once I got the hoodie down, I slid my arms into the two slots and then slid arms into the actual binder part. I had to pull and tug in order to get my arms all the way through to a spot that was both secure and comfy. This armbinder isn't a typical once, its essentially a big strap that keeps my arms horizontal. It keeps my fingers free unlike a normal armbinder.

With my fingers available, I used them to pull the hoodie down and keep my arms hidden. I did a spin in front of the mirror to see how disguised I looked. From my point of view, I looked completely normal. My sleeves weren't super fleshed out, but they looked convincing enough. My back looked very normal, no noticeable bulge where my arms were pinned.

I went to put my shoes on and realized how dumb I am. I was now bound so putting my Uggs on was going to be fun. Someone, I got them on with no real issue and proceeded to make my way to the park. my bodysuit was only visible near my neck and my legs. which made it look like I was wearing tights for the cold weather.

My apartment is on the top floor of my building, so I had two choice of getting out. I could risk it and call an elevator and get down easy, or I can cross the parking garage to access the nearest stairwell. I decided to play it safe and take the stairs. The elevators are not busy and I don't often run into people in them, but if someone tries to make small talk or looks at me long enough they might know something is up.

I walked through the halls and noticed my breathing was already heavy. I couldn't tell if it was me being excited, nervous, or out of breath trying to get my shoes on. I calmed down a bit and made my way outside.

My first snag was some truck-freak sitting in his pickup, blasting music with the windows down. He was at the far side of the garage (we are on the roof) and he was stationed across from where the stairs were.

It was decently lit up there as it was, but his floodlights were shining directly on the stairwell door and eventually on me. I decided to brave it and walk with a purpose. If I didn't pay him attention, he may not even notice or take any real interest in me. Only problem was the door had a handle and my arms were bound behind my back.

Luckily I was able to get the door open, slip in, and get down to the ground floor no problem. Once I opened the door to the ground floor, I was now completely in the public eye. People and cars were entering and exiting the complex and were all around me. They were all busy and focused on their own lives to pay attention to little ol' me.

I walked as normal as I could and made my way towards the park. I had to turn right to get to the park and hit my next obstacle. I had to walk past two stores and icy sidewalks without drawing any attention. Luckily no one was on the sidewalk with me, but I was still in a well-lit place and out in the open.

The first store was a spa and was not in service at the moment. It was a Saturday night and the only people inside were the staff who were cleaning. The lights were on and I could see them, but they were too busy to really see me. The second store was a bar/restaurant and I was very nervous passing them.

I walked past and didn't stare inside, only barely glancing over to check if anyone would see me. They would see me regardless, but I did want to risk being noticeable or recognizable. The bar wasn't too packed and it looked like no one was staring out the front windows so I past with no issue.

There are only two ways to get into the park by car and thats these two bridges. You can get in from multiple spots by foot and I took the stairs to the right of the bridge. It was the quickest way to get the sidewalk path and I knew I'd be in the clear (somewhat) once I reached that spot.

I got the the bottom of the stairs and encountered my next problem. Only a few feet to my left was a couple walking their dog. I was planning on walking right anyway so I picked up the pace a little bit and kept my cool. I was worried because they were behind me and could see my back. Again, my hoodie was just big and baggie enough to cover my arms without it looking strange, but I couldn't take any risks.

Once I had made some distance, I slowed down and controlled my gagged breathing once again. Because of the mask, I couldn't wear my glasses to see ( I wear contacts but only to work or when I was in school) which made it hard to spot people or see in the dark.

I got to the edge of the park and crossed a small bridge into the main park and was in the clear, for the most part. I had two choices once I crossed, I could either go right and walk through a dark nature trail, one that I had not walked down before, or go left and walk under the lights of the park.

I didn't want to go right and get lost or kidnapped, so I went left. I was an easy kidnap target either way I went, but left was the path I knew the best. As I walked I wondered about how I must look to any people who may see me from their apartments. I must look like just a girl on a walk to them.

I was getting close to the bridge that I was on the other side of when I started my walk in the park. The bridge goes over water so my stairs were on the other side. As I got closer to the bridge (or at least beneath it), I noticed my next issue.

There were three high school boys at the other side. They were not really moving and it was hard to see which way they were planning to walk. I looked at the parking lot to my right and saw two cars with no one in them. I looked behind me and noticed the couple with their dog was no longer their, they never crossed the small bridge.

I debated if I should wait by a tree and see if they walk past me and hide, or walk up the hill, across the street, and down the hill on the other side to pass them. I decided to be safer than sorry and go up the hill. I couldn't imagine what would happen if three high school boys saw me.

If they cat-called me or tried to approach me, I'd be in deep trouble. I was not in the mood to be harassed so I chose the safer option. As I walked up the hill a car drove past rather slowly. I was worried they'd see me but it seems they went right past me no problem. I got to the top and across without falling so that was a plus, the only hard part was getting down.

It looks like the group was walking they way I came from, so I was in the clear. I made my way down, very slowly and stepped in a big pile of mud. I groaned through my gag in anger but I didn't have time to complain. If getting my boots a little muddy was the trade off of not getting caught, that was fine with me.

I continued my walk and tried wiping the mud off my boots. I noticed how cold it was but how hot and sweaty I really was. My bondage was keeping me very warm which I found ironic. I was so hot and could feel the sweat running across my body.

I got to the other big bridge and crossed it. I turned left once again and began walking. I noticed one of the leather rings my arms was placed in was sliding off and decided to find a dark area to readjust and fix it. I wiggled and fixed it in only a few seconds. Once I was secured, I began my walk again and noticed something.

There was a women with her dog on the grass adjacent of me. As I walked past she kind of turned and looked at me but never said anything. Not like I could respond if I wanted to. As I walked away I wondered if she had seen me wriggling and was confused or she had just seen me walking past and thought nothing of it.

As I walked I thought how the average joe wouldn't see a girl like me and think "that girl is bound and gagged underneath her mask and clothes" but I still wonder what people thought of me once they saw me. Odds are they thought nothing of it, but it still makes me curious.

Someone could very easily kidnap me here. I'm very defenseless, can't call for help, and it would take very little to restrain me further. I doubted it would happen, especially in a place as public and well lit as this, plus I lived in a pretty decent part of town, so despite my situation, felt safe in some way.

I got back to the main bridge and began climbing the same stairs I went down before. I walked past the same bar and spa and had no issues once again, but now came my biggest issue. I was going to try and stealthily open the stairwell and go up it but a guy speaking what sounded like Russian was walking right towards me.

He was on the phone and the parking garage was well lit so I tried not to make eye contact and walked right past him. There was an elevator at the far end and I decided to take the risk and use that to get back. I made it about half way before a car was coming down the ramp and turning towards me. I hid behind a pillar and waited for it to pass.

Once it passed I got the elevator and managed to press the button still bound. It opened and was empty to my relief and I got in. Once it reached my floor, I tugged and pulled on my bindings so I could use my hand to punch in my door code and retreat to the safety of my apartment.

Home, safe at last.

I slipped out of my arm binder, removed my shoe, skirt, and hoodie and felt a wave of sweat and coolness wash over me. Once I was fully undressed I decided to take a shower and didn't even notice I had my gag still on. I decided it was just meant to be and kept it on until I was all clean, and ready for bed.