My First Time By Latoo
30 photos; 2:20 video
I snuck into this random guy’s house without a hitch. “Yea, he should really get a security system”, I commented. I decided to turn to a life of crime specifically robbing and stealing so I picked a random house to practice since this is my first time. I jimmied the back door lock and went inside; “I hope there’s something good here”, I thought as I slowly went about the house. I turned a corner and there I saw the owner standing there fixing a picture frame; “Oh crap”, I panicked, “What the fuck am I going to do now?”
As soon as I finished that thought, he turned around and saw me; his eyes widen and he looked like he was about to scream. I couldn’t go to jail without at least committing ONE successful job so I pushed him against the wall. “Yo man, what the hell are you doing here?”, the scared guy trembled. “Just get on your knees and put your hands behind your head”, I ordered as I pulled out my rope.
“Look man, just take what you want and leave. ”, the guy pleaded. The truth is that I was just as scared as he was; I didn’t know what to do. I just tied his hands together with many layers of rope until I thought of something to say.“Ok ok, look”, I tried to soothe him “I don’t want to hurt you ok? Just tell me where the money is and you won’t get hurt”.
“I don’t have any hard cash in this house. Just some crappy stuff like clothes and a TV”, the guy shamefully said. “God”, I started to yell “Out of every fucking house on this damn street, I pick the guy without any money!”
“I sorry, but…”, he tried to console me; “Shut up”, I hissed as I pulled out a red bandana from my pocket, “Just shut up”. I stuffed it in his mouth and tied it tight around his mouth; “MM!”, the guy retracted in pain.
After a few minutes of thinking, I thought I would give this place a once over and try to find SOMETHING of value to take. I took my rope and proceeded to tie his legs; “Ok, here’s what’s gonna happen”, I continued, “I am going to go through your place and see if I can find something. Remember, if you try anything, Iyou'll be sorry, got it?” He nodded and after a few seconds, I finished with his legs.
I was about to leave the room when I heard him crying and scooting across the floor; that just broke the last straw on the camel’s back. I turned around with the most rage-based glare ever and he almost wet his pants. He jerked backwards, trying to get away from me as I came closer until he hit the wall; “OK, THAT’S IT!”, I pulled a white bandana out of my other pocket, “No more crying and no moving”. I shoved the white bandana in his face and tied it even tightly than the red one; this time, he let out a muffled yelp.
“No, this couldn’t have been simple”, I slapped him, “You had to make this very difficult”. As I finished pointing and scolding him, I saw a roll of black duct tape out of the corner of my eye on a table. “Oh, what do we have here?”, as I reached for the roll. He just stared at me with his big green eyes and said nothing.
“You know what”, I started to tell him, “I have had just about enough of you”. He cringed and just kept staring at me with puppy dog eyes. I took the duct tape and wrapped a few layers around his mouth; he tried to resist, but it was futile. “There”, I stated, “Now, I am going to MAKE sure you don’t try to flee again”.
I held out my rope and quickly hogtied him and tied his feet together; this time, however, he did not resist. “Good”, I petted him on the head, “You’re learning”. “Now one last thing to make extra sure you don’t do anything stupid”, as I ripped a long strip of duct tape. I wrapped one layer around his mouth and connected it around his feet.
After I was finally done with him, I realized that this life of crime is not for me; I mean, you have to break into a house, search everywhere for valuable stuff which there may not be, take care of the owners, and leave without getting caught. “Yea, I’m giving up this crime business for good, it’s too much work”, I told him. I sighed and stood up, heading for the door. “MMM!”, he tried to get my attention; “Look”, I turned around, “I am WAY too tried to untie you after I spent SO much energy tying you. I’m sure you’ll get yourself free… eventually”. I closed the front door and left hearing the sounds of him struggling to get free.
Model: Patrick
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 12/29/2009