Helluva Weekend

Postby Ducttapestar » Wed Oct 14, 2009 8:15 pm

Way back when, I mentioned that a good buddy of mine was scared for me going to a retreat center with some friends. (See 4 days, 2 kids.) This is what happened durring the break in writing that story. It's not really intamate, but it is PG-13:

With no internet, I had very little to do in the evenings, which led my friends Brent and Steve and I to explore the centre. We actually had a lot to do there, from boats to a pool to climbing walls. Yeah, we're former boyscouts, but we still hang out. There were these chicks there, who would always be around, apparently trying to get into our pants... not that we weren't trying the same with them. ;) Well, the one chick. Stacy, seemed a bit... different. You know, a little kinky. Her mannerisms gave it away. (Hey, I'm just as bad. lol.) Nobody seemed to mind, but she really took a liking to me. She'd be at our room untill curfew, and sometimes even later. The one nite, we were a little insulting. A few beers'll do that to you. Stacy didn't take to kindly to that. Who would, right?

So when I came into my room first, I got hit on the head... hard. I was about to start swinging, but got annother blow to the jaw. Suddenly, I felt handcuffs on my wrists and herd Stacy say, "So I'm a whore, huh? We'll see." Oh sh*t. She WAS a psycho bitch! After cuffing me to my bed, she stripped me and began some torture. Clothes pins, A flogger, even candle wax. I've never been a fan of torture, so i didn't take it too kindly. After she was done, she left me, cuffed and naked, for my friends to find me.

I count myself lucky, cus when they came back, they were too drunk to notice anything strange. They released one hand, And I did the rest. I swore vengance, but i didn't see Stacy again. One of these days tho...

Re: Helluva Weekend

Postby sarwrductan » Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:01 am

Ha-ha ..".one of these days though...pow! You're gonna kiss her" ni-i-i-i-ce story.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble