*Triggers Possible* A Creep Tale
bluesteel
Registrant
Here’s a story that has always bothered me but I always told myself it was okay because i got away. At the time i didn’t fully understand but looking back at this story now that I’m older, it sends shivers down my spine.
In college I think junior or senior year, I started talking to a lot of people on fetlife. I was well into kink and very curious and wanted to explore.
There was an older man in the next city over that took a huge interest in me and approached me on the site. He was much older and ever experiences in kink. He identified as a ‘master’ and wanted a slave. He was very interesting because he reminded me of some of the men that abused me in middle and high school. Much older and interested in very extreme kink and master/slave dynamics with someone younger 24/7.
We spoke a lot and he seemed fairly normal. He would text me a lot and talk about things like school, life, etc he became a friend, like how many of the men tried to get close to me when I was younger. He would bring up kink and it was so hot. He wanted a “no rights live in 24/7 sex slave” and that fantasy was hot to me. I said yeah but only in fantasy.
We got to know each other quite well. He wasn’t someone I wanted to meet. But he would come back every once and a whole and start chatting again and propose that I come over and I would say no, I dont want do anything and didn’t want to come over.
At some point, I said you know what it’s been a while, he seems fine, I will go over. I told him I just wanted to hang out and get to know each other, no sex. He said yes but the door was open if I changed my mind. I insisted no, but agreed to come over that night.
When I got there he was very nice to me. We got along but something felt off. We watched TV and he said “I picked this for you because there is lots and lots of sex”
I noticed him touching himself above the pants a bit. He asked if I wanted a beer and I said no, but he was drinking. He kept insisting that I drink something, I said no. He eventually asked if I wanted to have sex and I said no. He asked me if he could touch me, I said i don’t know I just met you. A few minutes later he started rubbing my leg and moving closer to my crotch. I asked him to stop and he did. He kept talking about sex. I got uncomfortable and wanted to leave. I told myself I’d leave after the episode.
It was quite, he was quiet for a while. I started to actually watch the show because I had been so nervous. All of a sudden that changed.
*clank clank clank*
I heard a noise of some kind of strange gear next to me. I looked down and a hand cuff was closing around my wrist. I pulled out my hand as I felt some of the metal on my skin, I was lucky to get out!
I stood up and said “I want to leave”
He explained he put the handcuffs in the couch and hid them there just in case and just wanted to surprise me. I said no that is not something I want to try, but I would be leaving as it was getting late.
I left, he kept texting me. I don’t remember what he said. Every so often, he texts or calls me and leaves a message, saying he misses me. It’s been almost 10 years since this happened, but I think about a year since the last voicemail.
In college I think junior or senior year, I started talking to a lot of people on fetlife. I was well into kink and very curious and wanted to explore.
There was an older man in the next city over that took a huge interest in me and approached me on the site. He was much older and ever experiences in kink. He identified as a ‘master’ and wanted a slave. He was very interesting because he reminded me of some of the men that abused me in middle and high school. Much older and interested in very extreme kink and master/slave dynamics with someone younger 24/7.
We spoke a lot and he seemed fairly normal. He would text me a lot and talk about things like school, life, etc he became a friend, like how many of the men tried to get close to me when I was younger. He would bring up kink and it was so hot. He wanted a “no rights live in 24/7 sex slave” and that fantasy was hot to me. I said yeah but only in fantasy.
We got to know each other quite well. He wasn’t someone I wanted to meet. But he would come back every once and a whole and start chatting again and propose that I come over and I would say no, I dont want do anything and didn’t want to come over.
At some point, I said you know what it’s been a while, he seems fine, I will go over. I told him I just wanted to hang out and get to know each other, no sex. He said yes but the door was open if I changed my mind. I insisted no, but agreed to come over that night.
When I got there he was very nice to me. We got along but something felt off. We watched TV and he said “I picked this for you because there is lots and lots of sex”
I noticed him touching himself above the pants a bit. He asked if I wanted a beer and I said no, but he was drinking. He kept insisting that I drink something, I said no. He eventually asked if I wanted to have sex and I said no. He asked me if he could touch me, I said i don’t know I just met you. A few minutes later he started rubbing my leg and moving closer to my crotch. I asked him to stop and he did. He kept talking about sex. I got uncomfortable and wanted to leave. I told myself I’d leave after the episode.
It was quite, he was quiet for a while. I started to actually watch the show because I had been so nervous. All of a sudden that changed.
*clank clank clank*
I heard a noise of some kind of strange gear next to me. I looked down and a hand cuff was closing around my wrist. I pulled out my hand as I felt some of the metal on my skin, I was lucky to get out!
I stood up and said “I want to leave”
He explained he put the handcuffs in the couch and hid them there just in case and just wanted to surprise me. I said no that is not something I want to try, but I would be leaving as it was getting late.
I left, he kept texting me. I don’t remember what he said. Every so often, he texts or calls me and leaves a message, saying he misses me. It’s been almost 10 years since this happened, but I think about a year since the last voicemail.
