So I get invited to this girls place. I think its gonna be me her and another one of our friends (another girl). Gonna watch some movies. Turns out theres 6 girls, all but one are extremly cute/hot. Great. Absolutly freakin awsome, right? WRONG. Why is it when women all gather en mass that they pick on a solitary guy who happened to tag along?
Oh yea, at first it was all good. Everything was going fine, we watched a chick flick. I gave some massages. We plugged in guitar hero and I kicked ass. Then it started to get ugly. Im out on the pourch having a cigarette. This one girl comes running out yelling that another has hit her head and is unconcious and bleeding.
Ok, so I know a little first aid. But this is a head injury, I run inside the door, and start calling 911. This girl yanks the phone out of my hand and hangs it up. I am now slightly suspicious. She drags me into the living room by the arm. I walk in and theres this girl laying on the ground, with a bowling ball next to her, next to a door.
So I walk over, lean down to shake her and suddenly WHAM. Right in the face a pillow style uppercut. I land on my ass and suddenly 6 girls have jumped on me, and started wrapping / tieing me up. Terrorists got nothin on this shit. I was make-uped. I got a new hair style. I got a pedicure AND a manicure. Then they tried to force me to watch gay porn. Thankfully I know how to roll my eyes back. They ripped my shirt off and rubbed Ice cubes on my nipples to see how sensitive a guys breasts were.
Then the ultimate torchure, they decided to have a contest to see which of them could get me hard fastest. Now you might not think this is so bad. But they couldnt touch me. THAT is torchure They stripped me naked, still tied to a chair, set me in a blow up pool, and produced a whole lot of ice water. By the end of it I was very wet and very cold. Thats ok though. The girls were in various states of undress and the winners were making out on the couch. Chock up one good thing for the night.
Other nefarious experiments and contests were conjured up. I dont think I thought that a coffee stiring straw and rubber bands could ever be used so evily. I was bound by a couple pairs of play hand cuffs that had the emergancy tabs bent off, some rope, and a few bathrobe ropes. It took me about 4 1/2 hours to break the first pair of cuffs enough to get out. At that time everyone was outside taking a break from torchure 101. I was spotted escaping and pumled to a pulp by pillows.
The girl who owned the joint eventualy made them let me go, and I slept with her. Sort of. Now, Ive got a naked girl snoring on my chest, and Im covered in make up, a few welts, and even a small burn. Im content, I got some. Time to go to sleep right? WRONG AGAIN! 4am - 8:40am I just laid there staring at the ceiling. I feel tired, and violeted, yet it was possibly the most entertainment I had ever provided to a bevy of females. Ive also been invited for next weekend
So, here is the question. Would you go, assuming the same thing would happen? Also assuming that theres a good possibily (I overheard them talking) of MORE women next time. Note: Unf need not answer.
2007-06-03, 12:41 PM
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