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ResidentSadist -> -=Two cancel dates, 5 million dollars, scotch & a good cigar=- (8/23/2008 10:51:50 PM)
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-=Two cancel dates, 5 million dollars, scotch & a good cigar=-
So what does someone do when they have $5 million they can spend, two girls that they can’t fuck or play with and several other friends that are all partying in the same dungeon without you? Me, I cracked open the humidor and a fine bottle of single malt scotch.
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The story…
The tropical storm Fay has hovered over my area for several days. Businesses have been closed and everyone, myself included, has cabin fever. Originally I was supposed to have a date with the long distance visitor today. However, between this sketchy weather and some personal events, she had to cancel her visit.
My ex-girlfriend is now my current girlfriend again because we have been dating again since my sabbatical ended. Upon learning of the cancellation, she wanted us to go to the Woodshed dungeon with a bunch of her friends in Orlando. Because of the sketchy weather, I vetoed the idea and it was to be a “dinner & movie” date locally instead.
This morning, another friend from Orlando called because she knew I had a date planned tonight and though it would be fun to go to the Woodshed. I informed her that I my original plans had been canceled and I was Just gonna’ hang around in Daytona beach tonight.
Unknown to me, my girlfriend had spent the morning on the phone with her Orlando friends that are going to the Woodshed tonight. It is one of their friend’s birthday and the Woodshed party turned into a b-day celebration as well. They all pleaded with her to come. She called me five times this morning but I was on the road working and didn’t get her calls. After failing to reach me she took to the prerogative and promised her friends and the birthday boy she would go to the woodshed.
Today I had planned to go to the movies with the girlfriend around 4:00 PM. I talked to her around lunchtime and as she was extremely apologetic about commiting to goto the Woodshed. She was very, very seductive and enticing while trying to persuade me to leave for Orlando at 2:00 PM instead of going to the movies. The lure of public bondage, exploring her masochistic limits and the sex sounded sooooooo good. However, I was committed to a business meeting and it just didn’t fit my schedule. I even had a change of clothes with me for our dinner & movie date because my schedule was so tight it didn’t allow me to return home to clean up first. Despite her offer of violent and abusive doggy style sex while she was beaten, gagged, blindfolded and tied to the coffee table (it’s just the right height) while I fucked her and whipped at the same time with my favorite knotted cat-o-9, I encouraged her to go enjoy her friend’s birthday without me, which she did.
That business meeting was very important to my friend. I couldn’t bail out on him. He had invested some money in a 50 million dollar real estate deal. He holds ten percent of the stock. Unfortunately, one of the members of the investment group is so greedy that it’s preventing the deal from going through with someone who’s made a very reasonable offer. They just can’t get the ball rolling though there is million dollar down payment in the clients hand. One of the investors is a greedy guy and can’t seem to come to terms so the cash can transfer hands.
Frustrated, after working the deal for over 90 days, my friend asked his partners to buy him out and return his investment since they are allowing someone to prevent the deal from going through. The partners stalled about returning his investment and it has him rather pissed off. The partnership includes some very notable board members of a local bank and one of Florida’s well known real estate companies. He informed them that if they didn’t buy the stock back in a timely manner, he was selling it to someone else.
In order to keep his reputation intact, he doesn’t want to start playing hardball with these guys because he would like to continue doing business with all but one of them in future deals. After all it isn’t the whole group is just one hardheaded idiot that has thrown a monkey wrench into the works. This is where your Detroit hardcore businessman and friendly Residents Sadist comes in. He’s giving the stock to me temporarily so I can be their nemesis and inspire them to buy the stock back. For the next few days I’ll be a millionaire again… on paper at least.
So here I sit in Daytona Beach tonight. Both of the dates that canceled will be at the Woodshed dungeon in Orlando without me. They won’t even be aware of each other. There will be seven people at the Woodshed, all of whom were supposed to have contact with tonight in one way or another today. It’s a small world. …I wonder if her cell phone is on? I could call her and have her look for the other group so they can all meet each other. If I can’t be there in the flesh, maybe my spirit can increase the fun factor by hooking them up with each other.
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Forgive me if I don’t attend this thread with the diligence and attenton I normally spend on my posts. My business and social schedule doesn't afforded me as much time for CollarMe as it used to.
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