## Classic Repost: Best Birthday Gift ever (J. Constantine)

Post by Daniel » Thu Nov 08, 2007 12:17 pm

This was the last story by J. Constantine, but it was a cute one.
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Constantine here. It seems like my first post in a really long time. But I havenâ€™t abandoned you guys. Iâ€™ve been enjoying a lot of the new stories on the board. What sucks is that Iâ€™m simply just running out of tie up games. I only have 1 or 2 left. I gotta make some new ones. Any who gather around and hear another exciting tale:
This happened quite recently, in fact it happened 3 days ago. You see it was my birthday, and after a small intimate party with my family, I went to my friendâ€™s house, to celebrate our birthdays because they were on the same day (amazing, right?). So the party was quite small, just a few friends. My friend Mike , Pat, Dan, Walt, Kirstie, Ceci, and Chelsea. Chelsea was the really cute of the girls in case anyone was wondering.We all knew each other since High school, with a few exceptions I knew since grade school. Pat held the party in his garage, which was actually quite nice and roomy. All my friends were there except me of course (I usually show up fashionably late), and they were sitting down eating, chatting etc. I showed up and got the big warm welcome, and we all resumed our party antics. Anyway towards the end of the party we kinda got bored, and my one friend ,Mike, who was a bit â€œdifferentâ€ started to ask funny/weird questions being his usual self. One of his questions were, â€œIf somebody taped their mouth shut and threw up, could they die?â€ (Yeah, intelligent group arenâ€™t we?) He noticed a roll of duct tape in my friendâ€™s garage, he went to get it and came back to the table.
â€œLetâ€™s find out.â€ he joked.
He went to gag my friend Walt, but he countered and Mike put the tape back.. I was actually kinda disappointed, I thought heâ€™d go for one of the girls. Anyway, more time went by, and we figured it would be a time to bring out the cake and gifts and sing Happy B-day to Pat and I. So after they sang and we ate cake, they figured it was time to bust out the gifts. Pat opened his gifts first, he got some cool things. As I was about to open mine, my friend Dan told me he forgot to buy me a gift. I said that it was okay. But he felt guilty. I opened Chelseaâ€™s gift, Patâ€™s gift, and Mikeâ€™s gift. I had 2 more to go, when my friend Mike and Dan suddenly got up.
â€œWhere are you guys goinâ€™?â€ I asked.
â€œWeâ€™re going to get you a B-day present.â€ They answered.
â€œNo, itâ€™s okay really.â€ I said.
â€œNo, I got the perfect gift for you, Câ€™mon Chelsea. Come with me and Mikeâ€ Dan said.
â€œWhy?â€ Chelsea said.
â€œCâ€™mon itâ€™ll just be fun.â€ Dan said.
Chelsea went along with them, and everyone else stayed as I finished opening the last 2 gifts. After that I sat down and talked, I noticed that the roll of duct tape was missing. I thought nothing of it. A few minutes later Dan and Mike came marching back into the party singing Happy birthday. Mike had a girl over his shoulders and she kicked and struggled. Her hands were bound with duct tape and also had duct tape wrapped around her chest securing her arms.
What the hell is this? I thought. They marched next to me and put the girl right in front of me. She had what looked like a pillow case over her head. After the song Dan walked up to me.
â€œAs your birthday present I give you.........Chelsea!â€ Dan declared.
Dan quickly takes the pillow case off her head to reveal the cute Chelsea bound and gagged with duct tape..as a gift for my birthday.
â€œHey, take her home, do what you want with her, itâ€™s your special night.â€ Mike said.
Chelsea tried to yell through her gag. Everyone was laughing. Not only was it funny, but probably the best gift I ever received. We left her bound and gagged for about 40 minutes. It was late everybody went home but Me, Dan, Mike, and Chelsea (still bound and gagged) . After awhile we thought we should get movinâ€™ too, so I gave Mike and Dan a ride home. And since Dan gave me Chelsea for a gift, I should keep her too, right? So we went into my car as we dragged Chelsea into my front seat. She would try to talk through her gag, and get fed up now and then, but she was having a good time. I dropped Dan off, then Mike. It was just me and Chelsea left in the car. I would joke around and ask her questions only to get one answer: â€œMmppHHâ€. I would tell her long boring stories. What was really funny, though, was when we came to a red light and the person in the car next to us would look over and she here bound and gagged. Their faces were priceless. After that I pulled up to her house.
â€œSo here we are. Your stop.â€ I said.
She looked at me, helpless, and tried to open the door, she would â€œMmphhâ€ and struggle.
â€œWeâ€™ll are you gotta get out or what?â€ I joked
â€œOh, I know what you want, you wanna go back to my place and get real freaky naughty, Donâ€™t cha?â€ I joked again.
â€œObject now.â€ I said.
â€œMMMMMPPPHHmMMâ€ she said in response.
I figured we tortured her enough. I peeled the tape off her mouth. And began to untie her wrists.
â€œUgh, thanks.â€ she said.
â€œYou were a real good sport. Thank you.â€ I replied.
She smiled. I removed her from all her bonds.
â€œHappy Birthday .â€ she said and she walked up to her house.