03 - Because I'm st00pid
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By ju571n
Saturday, April 17th 2004 - 06:16:39 AM
...Because I'm st00pid
OK, it's been a shitty day. So it's a perfect day to recall this 99.9% shitty memory. .1% was tying up an attractive 19 year old girl so hopefully that's enough to keep you interested. When re-reading my story I noticed I contradicted myself several times. These really aren't stories, but memories. Everything I have written about or will write really took place, from 16 to 21 years of age. These also happen to be the ages where I used the most drugs, therefore, part of my brain is toast.
During the previous stories, I mentioned that 44r0n was seeing some girl I had never met. Then in another I said I HAD met her, but I think that is wrong too. The night I met her is certainly the LAST night I hung out with Jessica2, because I met her through 44r0n going to a Rave. 44r0n got us in free because he was DJing,and she was a raver so of course we just happened to meet on this night. Jessica2 went with, then ditched us once there. I used that as an excuse to quit talking to her, although I really didnt care. The fact is after she ditched us, 44ron, his girl n33ly, and I had a really good time. We brought 2 other friends along as well and they were acting crazy, one dude knocked over some plant and then some guy on the couch picked it up and started saying "help me, help me.."....it was hilarious...guess you had to be there...on acid.
So we go back to my place and they spend the night. It was like being little kids again because we stayed up all night bullshitting, and I got to know n33ly pretty quickly. I right away saw why he liked her, she was very sweet. Not the type of girl to instantly turn heads but she was hot. She just didnt show it off. At 19, she still dressed like she was in high school, those atrociously baggy pants that the taggers and skaters used to wear, and a t shirt that was 5 times to big as well. I cant lie, I wore some stupid shit to. At this point in my life, I was 20. I had a real job that of course had a strict dress code. I hated it at first, but I grew to love it. My job now does not require such attire, but I wear it anyway. The owner thinks it's funny because he comes in wearing shorts and a t shirt and I will be there sporting my Polo and Tommy Hillfig making about $170,000 less a year. So now i'm a snob, meh...
The night she stayed over is, as any night where a new girl stays in your house, the night you *really* get to check her out. You find out everything. Whether she is ticklish, whether she has cute feet, what she wears to bed, or more importantly, what she doesn't wear to bed. I found out this:
Cute feet - check
ticklish - check
what she wears to bed - just a t shirt
what she dosent wear to bed - never got that far, but sources say panties. YAY!
Now 44r0n, I let you tie up my neighbor, does that mean I get to tie up your girlfriend? "If she gets out of line, you know what to do." Ha, the joy, the joy...
OK, n33ly - Half Korean half Swedish...yeah, no shit. How the hell did that happen? I'm just glad it did, because GODDAMN! Anyway, she has brown hair with blonde streaks, she is taller than me, which isnt saying anything because I'm 5'9. I would guess her at 5'10, 5'11. Medium, petite breasts, b cups, definitely b cups. Nice, but she rarely showed them off. She did wear shorts, and not the baggy shorts, but actual "hey, I'm a girl with a nice ass" shorts. She even wore sandals with those, now she officially looked beautiful.
So, I was slaving my life away with 12-14 hours a day, trying to make 2 hour deadlines set on my desk during lunch. So I would come back 45 minutes after deadline started and would only have 1 hour 15 minutes to complete some un godly task. This is when the ulcer started to kick in. I started getting sick and going to the doctor. The doctor, being the caring individual that he was said here's drugs, get out. So at this point I was pretty zoned, LEGALLY for once. YAY. I was generous to, handing them out to n33ly and 44r0n, this of course strengthened our unity once more, and possibly almost killed us. Whatever. This started a trend with EVERYONE I knew, they all went to the doctor playing sick and getting Pain meds. At the end of the day, we had like half a pharmacy. Then we met a nurse who had access to blister packs...oh god. Our unhealthy choices had its affects, of course. One of which was her being kicked out of where she was staying. The guy whos name was on the lease took her stash and when she confronted him, in a raging fit of whore, I assume, he kicked her out.
(Raging fit of whore - The level of rage from a "denied" or ripped off pill junkie.)
Now she's homeless, I'm working half ass at a job that will cut your balls off if you "misrepresent" a quota sheet or status report. Research companies are paid by radio stations to survey the public and so forth. If the sheet is fucked up on the date they need it, the company could have to redeem the money paid or face a lawsuit. So, me working there while living in the land of the raining Oxycodone, was putting alot at risk. I held on, i never fucked up, then she asked the question any horney 20 year old would approve. Can I move in with you? Now this, would take my mind COMPLETELY off work, great. "Sure, when do you want to move in?" Heh, I'm smart...cough.
Of course when it came to moving her in, I worked like a champ. No mind blockage there, it must have been a miracle. Within the first week, I could tell I would be tying her up. As much as possible. I stumbled across one of her collars on the floor...coller? Yes, a black leather half metal studded coller, with guess what, the word "submissive" written across the front. God damn you 44r0n. Oh, she would pay for being so tempting, she would be hogtied and get a good toe sucking. Then I would tickle her till she peed. Oh yeah, she has a boyfriend, oh yeah that guy is my best friend too. Fuck. Well, I could still tie her up. I will defend that right on any girl till the day I die. 44r0n still lived with his Mom, in a section 8 apartment. So she couldn't stay there. 44r0n trusted me, and I never did break that trust. I did, however fall for his girlfriend. I never told anyone, but she knew. I was very protective of her, gave her rides everywhere. I quit seeing any other girls and quit trying to date and just basically hung out with her and 44r0n. She would wake me up every day by running her fingers through my hair and whispering in my ear "time to get up, sleepyhead". Little things like that start to get you after a while. 44r0n was busy trying to get a job so he could get a place with her, plus he was dj-ing parties and raves still on the regular. His job searching was lackluster so she had to get a little bitchy, and he was all like GOD, WHAT THE FUCK? ME WORK? Yeah, we ALL do that when we first have to get a job, but he was 19 and should have been working since at least 16 or 17. Shit I started working at 15 and my Mom was all like "pussy, I been plowing them fields since 1907" or some shit, so whatever. I'm not trying to talk bad, but he did need to concentrate more on making a living rather than DJing parties and raves that the DEA, FBI, KGB, KAOS agents from "Get Smart" and whatever other Goverment agency out there that exploits the drug trade for it's interest, (0MG!CONSPIRACY THEOR##Z d00d!!1) was watching and waiting to bust everyone there...Get a real job, Pretty please, with sugar on top, no even better, with n33ly nakid on top, get a fuckin job. It was for his own good.
So he really gets busy, she has her job and I have mine. She got off at around 10:30 or 11:00 pm, but I could be there till 1:00am at the latest. I would still go get her, take her back to my apartment, then go back and finish work. So obvious, I even tried to deny it for a while, but a friend was all like "Man, your all whooped on someone else's girlfriend! Lame! LOLYOUGETNOPUSSYEVAAHHH!!!"
Asshole. The truth smarted, and she was very...OPEN about touching and hugging. She would put her feet on me, which I'm sure she thought did no harm, but thats one of thoses, things I love when a pretty girl does. We would flirt and fight and wrestle and I would threaten to tie her up...wait. BOINGG! Sorry, she would just look at me and say "you're mean." That turned me the fuck on. One time I motioned towards her with rope and she cringed and said "no, please." She was the PERFECT damsel in distress, I always told her I would get her, and she always said something really submissive and sexy. I asked 44r0n if he had ever tied her up, and he said she wanted him to, BUT HE DIDNT! Why the fuck not? Thats your thing, not mine. No, dickhead, it's HER thing, too! Then he said it, the thing that started giving me a lack of respect for him, "Then you fuck her".
There are just SOO many things wrong with that statement. First off, I've given that fuck a roof before, I'm letting his supposed girlfriend stay with me at the time FREE. He has never disrespected ANYONE like that, let alone 2 people he was close to. I think he may have been weary of letting this go down.
I should have said, ok, dumbass, I will. I didnt, because SHE really loved him. Turns out, he was indifferent towards her. He didnt care either way, she was just a fuck to him at this point, and a roommate. He said he didnt love her that much, all this other stupid shit. I told him he was a dumbass, and he said, meh... and I said I wont tell her you said this, because I know you're probably fighting right now or something. He said, yeah, and thats why. I left it at that.
When I got home, she was all teary eyed and quiet...and barefoot. Yum. I suck, whatcha' gonna do? She tells me her side and it comes down to he got a job and quit the first day, some stupid shit. We get fucked up talking about this and that. Getting close to her was so easy, but sometimes you can only get so close. We actually slept together that night, SLEPT, no sex. I woke up to find our legs tangled together and her butt pressed right up against my crotch. It was the largest piece of morning wood I've ever experienced. Her toes would brush up against my legs, they were soft. I just layed there for a minute, enjoying the moment, even though nothing happened. Then I got up carefully and quickly and promptly went to my room and ahem..."released some pinned up tension" for a couple of hours, that was followed by a nap. She woke me up about an hour later to tell me she wasnt going to work today, because she overslept by 2 hours and I forgot too because I didnt wake her up. Yeah, I had other things on my mind dammit. So we sat around all day continuing our conversation from last night, but on a much lighter note. She was feeling better and was being really cute. 44r0n's words kept dancing in my head, but I ignored them for the most part.
Then it happened, she became playful. Playful to her is trying to poke you into submission or "slapboxing/kicking". I always knew this was the side of her that BEGGED to be dominated, by anyone. Not even in a sexual way either, although I'm sure she likes that to, this was something she begged for quite often. I told her that I was going to have to tie her up, she told me "no, please, dont." I was all, thats not working this time. She seemed surprised when I took the nylon cord from my closet and started approaching her slowly, stalking with an evil minded look no doubt. She ran, she played submissive all the way! I chased her around my small apartment and of course she allowed herself to be caught. I took her down on the couch and pinned her hands behind her. At this time, she is still dressed in her sleeping shirt, she is barefoot and HOT. I got a panty peek, I wish I could have gagged her with them...mmm.
Tying her hands was easy, she didnt struggle much and her arms behind her made her small tits perk out a little more. While tying her hands, she said my all time favorite damsel line "What are you going to do to me?" I told her I was going to take pictures and post them on the internet, and then sell her to Mexicans. She thought that was funny, we practice a morbid humor where I am from, people. She also played along with it, fighting me when I said that and twisting and turning, but it was no use. I had her, but not here...
I wanted to make this last forever. Her shirt was really short, so it kept bouncing up and down revealing her panties. She was aware of this, and didnt seem to mind. She caught me looking more than once and flat out asked me "are you enjoying yourself?". I replied, "How could I not?".
I walked her into my room. I was having a hard time deciding what to do, I wanted to do so many things but knew I could probably only get away with 1. I layed her down on her stomach and her shirt was raised up completely exposing her ass. It was a great sight. I asked her , Uh...Do you want me to cover you up a little more? She said "please" so the shirl went back over her ass as she gave me a red faced, thank you. You're really nice, to you know, like not totally sodomize me right there. Yeah, I'm a saint-God forbid people dont forget to rape and hurt people...Plus, arent you my best friends girlfriend? I guess I can quit saying that now, you know where that went, I'm sure. I pin her ankles together and she looked perfect, her feet were beautiful, her ankles were made for rope, so slender, so sweet. I tied her ankles tightly together, then promptly got up and sat down in a chair to watch my captive struggle. She looked at me and smiled, "are you done?". No, you are my prisoner, you will stay like this until you reach 25 years of age...or whenever you have to go to work next. She said "no, no! You CAN hold me hostage from work! As a matter of fact, PLEASE keep me from work! Oh she was the best, by far. I told her we should really send them a picture of her tied up, she said her boss would love that. Old perv...
So she rolls around, falls off the bed, I pick her up and put her in the chair I was sitting in. Then I sat on the bed and propped her feet up on my lap. They got molested, I kept giving her hard looks and grinning evilly, and pullin on her toes. Telling her I was going to torture her toes, and a bunch of other shit that turned me on and made her grin. She told me to untie her, she said she was "liking this too much". She was faithful. It didnt damage our relationship at all, as a matter of fact we became closer. She wanted 44r0n more than anything so I let them settle their differences and even mediated. Last I heard they were still together 3 years later. So I guess he really did love her. Whatever. 1 more thing to feel guilty about I guess is that no matter how close we were, me and 44r0n that is, that one girl comes out of nowhere and bam it's over. I just couldnt take not having her, so I quit coming around. Then I quit my Job. Best choice I ever made...
ju571n
jjmadboy@yahoo.com
USA
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ju571n's stories
- 01 - Playtime with Jessica (m/f, mm/f)
- 02 - Playtime with ANOTHER Jessica (m/f)
- 03 - Because I'm st00pid (m/f)
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