[Non-Fiction] The Simple Dare.

[tagsp90]

Hello, most of the users on GetDare know about me (for 1 large reason) This is my story about a simple dare gone bad. And it involves why most people know me.

Here is my story: (sorry for some bad punctuation, this part was edited quickly)




My friend dared me to do any dare I was dared to do
And a GetDare user dared me to....


Call my girlfriend and tell her to come home, then tie myself up and wait for her to get back.

She didn't show up.

Then this girl that lives next door came in, she is about 18, blonde, very quiet as far as I knew, I told the Nabors they could come in if they needed anything.

I started to panic and tried to get out and got 1 hand out,
Then she heard me and came to where I was…

She saw me.
She walked up and stared at me. She just stood there staring at me.

She saw my free hand,
Then she slapped me,
And I mean HARD.

Then she pushed me on my back and put my hand back in the zip cuffs and tightened them. (not what I expected)


She untied my ankles and stood me up.

Then dragged me outside to my back yard and she said "my my my".
So she pulled me outside, and she has a key to my door (so they can get stuff if they need it) and she locked the door to my house when we were outside,
Then she said "follow me if you want you're key!" then she giggled.
And by this time I am pissed,
At my friends dare.
And she ran to her back yard
And I ran after her.
Then she ran inside her house and locked the door, I started to get very mad, I was locked outside while cuffed.
Then she yelled from a window for me to go to the back of her house, so I do so.
And then she comes outside again and re-locks her door,
And she has a bag. A black leather bag.
She walks around her yard and takes my key out and dangles it in front of me and laughs.
I ran at her. Then she took the hose and soaked me with it.
Then she opened the bag and there were belts and some other clothes in it,
And…
To Be Continued...

[ctvette2003]

Is it me or does this sound identical to another on here?

[tagsp90]

Well I am not sure if other GetDare users have had similar experiences, but this is a true story, it was not copied (not saying this may not be a common kind of story) but also saying that I don't read GetDare stories so how would I have copied it? This was a true dare, this whole thing happened this morning, and I hope readers can edit any mistakes I have made. I would also like some comments and ideas on how to write this in a more novel-like way as to improve the story, and any feedback is greatly appreciated! =]

[firenight]

then go on with the story

[tagsp90]

Continued...

She came out with the bag.
And said " you get you're house key back if you play a game with me",
And I said (in a pissed voice) "what kind of Game?",
And she said, " just turn around".
So I did.
And she took a belt and tied my ankles together.
Then she took out a pair of scissors and cuts the restraints on my wrists.
I tried to move but she tripped me and said, "don't even think about it".
Then she pulled me up and took some zip ties out of the bag,
And she zip tied my wrists together.
Then she took another belt and tied my hands to a high branch of a tree so I was on my tiptoes,
I tried to hit her but I couldn't move my hands or arms at all.
Then she took a roll of tape and taped my legs together all the way up to just below my knees.
By this point I was really pissed and I could barely move at all.
And I said, "What the hell is wrong with you?",
And she said "shut up!" and slapped me again.
Then she reached into her bag and pulled out a rag and stuffed it in my mouth, then taped my mouth closed with the tape en-circling my head about 50 times.
Then she went back inside and left me trying to yell out to no avail.
To Be Continued...

[Person]

Continue it soon, please. I like how it's turning out.

[tagsp90]

Continued…

I waited for what seemed like forever struggling to move and to shout for help, but I was completely immobile.
I was very angry now and I was thinking what I could do-1 answer for that, nothing.
She finally came back out, I was part relieved, part terrified.
I noticed she was carrying another bag this time, and she dropped it on the ground in front of me.
She said to me “do you want out?” and I nodded.
She took the scissors again and cut the zip ties and replaced them with a strong belt before I could do anything.
She then reached into her bag and took out a feather and gave me a look that made me almost want to scream, as
I instantly knew what she was going to do, tickling.
I let out a muffled noise which was supposed to be “oh my god…” and I sighed.

She started tickling my feet after taking off my shoes, and it wasn’t too bad, but then she moved to my face, and that was torture, I could barely breath and I couldn’t do anything about it I tried to scream but all that came out was a muffled noise, barley anything, then she stopped.
I caught my breath back and she looked at me
She said, “That was fun, wasn’t it?”
And I shook my head left and right
Then she said “too bad” and she reached into her bag
She took out a cats collar and that really surprised me. I can’t remember every detail, but I am pretty sure it was a red leather collar; she put it around my neck, then took a small padlock and locked the buckle
I turned as much as I could to keep her from putting it on, but it didn’t work, she locked it on, I felt so helpless, it was scaring me.
She tied a rope to the collar and cut the tape off my legs, then removed the belt. She then
Removed the belt holding my hands up and pulled on the rope.
She pulled me all the way to her door and brought me inside.
Once inside there was a long hallway with a staircase at the end. She led me
Down there to what I guessed was their basement.
It appeared as though nobody but her was home.
When downstairs, I attempted to run back up, but was stopped by the collar.
She then pulled me over to a bench and said, “You are a bad pet” and pushed me down onto the bench. She then tied me onto the bench with ropes and made sure it was secure.
I could not turn my head well but when I did I saw her take off her belt and that struck terror into my mind. She lowered my shorts and I closed my eyes as she hit me. After she hit me about 3 times (I wasn’t counting) I heard a ringing noise and she went upstairs. I was guessing it was the phone. I noticed one of the ropes keeping my right arm down was loose…. Maybe if I could get it out then….

To Be Continued…

[Person]

Wow is this all true?

[tagsp90]

yes it is, this happened yesterday