Postby burner59 » Tue Sep 11, 2012 4:19 pm
I walked into the door of my house that my parents owned, but they would be gone for two weeks for a business trip in California, and it was four days into their absence, and spring break started today, right as I got home from school.
"Hey Tori (my nickname for her), I'm home!" I called up-stairs to my girlfriend. I had never actually been tied up before, and my house was pretty big. As soon as you walked in, there was a lot of space forward, until you reached, on the left, the living room, and then the kitchen on the right, and in-front was my large backyard. There were two ways up on the marble stair-case, by going up either left or right, and then there was a circular (with a hole in the middle,) marble flooring up-stairs, and numerous rooms. My girlfriend was up in my room, at least I thought. The only room with a door downstairs was the guest bedroom, where I sometimes liked to lie down and quietly do homework, and I was looking for my Math book, and discovered that I had left it in there, so I walked into there, opened up the door, and flicked on the lights, and took one step forward before I was tackled by what felt like three bodies and I felt like a rag was being placed over my mouth, which it was, as I screamed into it as I quickly dozed off.