The Curse (Sissy Story) by sdvine - Sex Stories

The Curse (Sissy Story) by sdvine

... my own orgasms when I woke up the next day. I was alone, naked, and on the floor. I must have simply given out and landed there. I had been covered up with the blanket off my bed, though, and reaching to my back, my scratches had been attended to, at the very least bandaged. As I sat there and tried to gather my thoughts, I heard my cellphone ring. Looking around, I found my pants near the door, grabbed the phone from the front pocket, and answered it. "Where the fuck have you been?" Joe greeted me back. "I've been calling you for 3 hours!" I looked up at the clock and realized it was 2pm. "We were supposed to catch a movie today, remember?" "Yeah, sorry, I had kind of a wild night, I only just woke up. We can still go, we'll just have to pick a later time, is all." I noticed that next to my pants were the remains of the woman's shirt, and mine as well. I groaned inwardly, I had really liked that shirt. Her pants were gone, though, and I idly wondered if she had taken one of my shirts before leaving. "Wild night, you?" snorted Joe, "what, was there a Friends marathon on television or something?" He had always made fun of me for my general lack of success with women, for good reason, so I couldn't blame him. But as I looked around, there was no mistaking that while my memory was fuzzy, it wasn't faulty. The evidence of the night was clear in the mess around the place. "Ah, forget it, you wouldn't believe me. I wouldn't believe me. I bet if I sent it to Penthouse it'd get ...

... rejected. Look, I gotta get cleaned up, you just want to grab a late lunch and hit the theater?" The next day, I sat at my computer trying to find out just what had come over me and put me in such a d**ggy haze. I was having very little luck. I found certain d**gs that kind of matched the feeling, but I hadn't taken any. I briefly investigated if I could've had my drinks spiked, but based on what I was reading, I would have felt the effects much sooner. The fact I had picked up an odor right before was leading me down the path of pheromones, but I couldn't find any such pheromones that not only were so powerful, but so fast. I was beginning to get frustrated when I heard a light knock at my door. I got up and walked down the hall, and I saw that a piece of paper had been pushed under the door. I picked it up, opened the door and looked out. Whoever had knocked and put the paper there was already out of sight. I closed back up, and unfolded the paper. There was a hand written note, in some pretty awful chicken scratch handwriting. I thought I recognized it, but focused my concentration on deciphering it. It was hard, but I finally figured out that it said: "Dan -- I am sorry for what happened the other night. I am compelled by a terrible curse, and now I'm afraid I have cursed you as well. I can't tell you what it is, you would never believe me. I have a hard time believing it, still. But I needed to warn you of the possibility of you also bearing the curse, so you can take ...