Craigslist job opportunity almost landed me in a sex dungeon

Throwaway account. Disclaimer: names have been omitted to protect the innocent. <br><br>When I was 18, I got a Craigslist job opportunity that paid $15 an hour to help a person move out of their house up in the mountains and into a house in town. The ad specifically said that only one person was needed and there would be no heavy lifting required. I assumed that the person had already packed everything they wanted into boxes and bags, and just needed help carrying them to the car.<br><br>I called the guy and told him that I was the only person coming and he seemed fine with it. The only thing he specifically told me was, “Don’t tell anybody where you’re going, and don’t post about it on social media.” He also said, “Things might get a little weird. If you feel uncomfortable and need to leave, just let me know and I’ll take you back home.”<br><br>I met him at Wendy’s and he drove me up the mountain to his house in his car. We didn’t really talk much on the drive, he was very quiet. I didn’t really think much of it at the time. I was mostly preoccupied with enjoying the scenery. <br><br>Finally, we got to his house and….it was a strange house. It was like a large trailer, but it was pretty nice inside. He had a large collection of DVD’s and video games, a large TV, and a big fancy computer set up. He didn’t have a whole lot of personal items, pretty much no pictures of family or friends or anything. I asked him how he was going to get his stuff down the mountain and he said, “That’s the thing, I’m not. You’re going to find these boxes in the rooms and just destroy whatever’s inside them.”<br><br>I was kinda surprised, but I didn’t really ask too many questions because I was just happy to sit there and play video games in peace while I got paid to do it. What ended up happening was that I spent most of the day playing his video games and just doing whatever I wanted in the house. I didn’t really find anything that was suspicious or strange. <br><br>After about 8 hours of just doing random stuff in his house, he said that he needed to take me to the place in town where he was going to live. Again, he didn’t talk much during the drive. At one point I tried to ask him questions about his life and he said, “I had a very strange childhood.” <br><br>After about an hour of driving down the mountain we got to a large concrete building. I think he said that it was a loft? It’s been awhile, I don’t remember. I asked him how he was going to get his stuff from the car into the building and he said, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll figure it out.” <br><br>At this point, I was ready to go home, but he said, “Do you want to see the inside of the place?” That seemed kind of strange, but I was so high at the time that I really didn’t think anything of it. My friend had given me a joint to smoke on the way to Wendy’s earlier and I didn’t realize that it was laced with something, probably spice or something similar.<br><br>I went up to the building and it was like….a sex dungeon. There were whips and chains on the walls, a large mattress, and a big TV with a DVD player and a bunch of DVD’s around it. That’s pretty much all I saw, and that’s all I really remember. He offered to show me around but I said nope and left. He offered to pay me $100 and I said fine. I didn’t want to spend anymore time in that place than I had to. We drove back to Wendy’s in silence and he dropped me off. <br><br>Like I said, it’s been awhile since this happened and my memory is pretty faulty, but that’s the gist of it. I never heard from him again and that’s my weird Craigslist story.