The package was from Brad. She almost stopped opening it as soon as she saw this but her curiosity was definitely getting the better of her here and she found herself forced to continue. What was he up to now?
The box popped open and Sophia peered into it with a mix of delight and intrigue. She should have been a bit shocked, but she wasn’t. Inside was an elegant, but sexy piece of lingerie. It looked to be the exact right size and she wondered when Brad had found out her size. The lengths this man would go to for a game was unparalleled.
Beneath the lingerie were a silk blindfold and another pair of handcuffs. Under these things was an envelope with her name on it. Sophia tore open the envelope and read the letter.
Meet me at your place tonight at 7:00pm sharp. Leave the door unlocked. Wear this lingerie; handcuff both wrists to the bedposts and put on the blindfold. Do not try to find me. I will come in when the time is right.
Sophia sat back and read the note twice. She ran her tongue across her lips. Brad loved to play games, but tonight the game was going to be all hers.
*****
“Ok, are you sure you want to do this?” Carrie asked as she stepped into Sophia’s apartment.
“Oh yea!” Sophia exclaimed. She had been thinking about this all day and she could not contain her excitement.
Carrie hugged her tightly and giggled like a schoolgirl.
“This is going to be so much damn fun!” Carrie said.
“Oh, I know. He won’t know what hit him!” Sophia replied.
Right after she received the package in her office earlier that day Sophia had called Carrie and told her everything that happened. Carrie could not believe it. It was like something she occasionally watched on an episode of those late night shows on Cinemax.
It was six-thirty. Sophia asked Carrie to come there a little early just in case Brad was hanging around close by waiting to make his dramatic entrance. The timing of this all had to be just perfect.
“The outfit is laid out on the bed,” Sophia said.
Carrie went into the bedroom and told Sophia she was ready a few minutes later. Sophia entered the bedroom with her small bag of accessories that she had prearranged for tonight.
She quickly went over the plan again with Carrie just to make sure they both knew what they were supposed to do and precisely when to do it.
“Ok, good luck!” Carrie told Sophia as she climbed on the bed. She then put on the blindfold and then the handcuffs. She was now secured to the bedposts wearing that outfit with the blindfold. Sophia had to admit it was a very sexy outfit and she would have looked amazing in it.
She heard the front door open and knew that Brad would be there in seconds. She dimmed the bedroom lights and got into position in the closet. She tried to hold her breath and slow her heart pounding, but she was so excited. This was going to be amazing.
A few seconds later Brad entered the room. He closed the door slowly behind him. In the dimly lit room there was no way that he could tell that Carrie was not Sophia in the bed, especially with the wide scarf blindfold.
Brad slowly sauntered over to the bed, not bothering to turn up the light which Sophia was counting on. Brad loved it in the dark. He was all about setting the perfect romantic mood. Sophia knew that it was just a power play on his part and she was starting to learn how to turn this sort of thing to her advantage.
“I’m glad to see that you obeyed my orders,” Brad said.
He lightly stroked Carrie’s face with his finger. She could see that Brad was getting turned on and Sophia felt a twinge of jealousy. Even though she had set this up, it was still hard to watch a little bit.
“I know you’ve been a bad girl and you have to be punished properly. That is why I’m here.”
Brad stood up just then and removed his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and took off his pants. He was not wearing even boxers; apparently he loved to go commando which Sophia found sexy somehow.
Even in the dimly lit light she could see Brad’s massive erection and she felt a surge of lust coursing through her.
Brad leaned over Carrie and began to kiss her softly on the lips. Sophia knew that it was now or never. She gently opened the closet door—thankful that it did not make any noise—and tip toed through the dimly lit room to the bed.
Sophia took a deep breath and raised the kitchen knife. Her hand was shaking like a leaf as she gently placed the tip on the back of Brad’s neck. She hoped to God that he did not jump and cut himself. She saw a momentary flash of madness in her mind with Brad being severely injured and her riding in the back of an ambulance with him hoping he would survive the night.
The image was out of her mind in a moment as Brad froze completely still in the dark.
“Don’t move a muscle!” Sophia growled at him.
She could see Brad’s eyes widen with fear.
Sophia’s mind raced at what she needed to do next, but Carrie took over and kicked her part into high gear. In a flash she pulled off the blindfold and slipped out of the fake handcuffs they’d picked up at the magic shop and she quickly pulled Brad’s hand forward and slapped the real hand cuff on him, which was also cuffed to the bedposts. They’d been covered by the top sheet.
Brad started to grab Carrie as she reached for the other cuff on the opposite bed post.
“Freeze!” Sophia growled again.
Brad did as he was told and cooperated as Carrie grabbed his hand and cuffed it. She then slid out from under him and was now standing beside Sophia.
“What the hell is going on?” Brad said.
Carrie turned up the lights in the room. Brad looked like he was about to wet himself for a second. The shocked look on his face was priceless beyond anything that Sophia could have imagined and she almost couldn’t stop herself from jumping up and down with glee.
“We got him!” Carrie yelled slapping Sophia a high five.
The two girls were almost doubled over laughing at this point. It was by far one of the most fun things that Sophia had ever been witness to, let alone a part of.
“Sophia? Who is this? What the hell are you doing?” Brad asked. He was not so much angry now as annoyed, which was taking the fun out of it a bit. Sophia was hoping he would lose his shit and really let off some screaming. But then again she was not that surprised. It was Brad, after all; he was the epitome of cool all the time. Even in a crisis.
Or maybe nothing in the world really scared him.
“Just a little taste of your medicine,” Sophia said.
She sat down on the bed beside Brad and looked at him. She was trying not to be turned on by his chiseled, muscular body and the fact that he still had a raging hard on. She had already caught Carrie sneaking a few impressed peaks. Sophia didn’t care; Carrie wouldn’t have been a human woman if she didn’t.
“Yes, it’s very amusing. Now cut me loose. The joke’s over,” Brad said with that same cocky smile of his.
“I don’t think so,” Sophia replied standing up from the bed.
“What are you talking about? You fooled me. Ha ha. Let’s go already,” Brad said.
“I want the video,” Sophia said.
“What?” Brad asked.
“You heard me. I want the video. I want it now,” Sophia demanded.
“Well, I don’t have it with me. It’s on my laptop. And I made a few DVD’s of it.”
“What DVD”s? How many?” Sophia asked.
“Just three,” Brad replied.
“Are you telling me the truth?” Sophia asked slapping Brad hard across the ass with her open hand.
Brad just laughed. “Yes, it is the truth.”
“Well, we are going to go get it all,” Sophia said.
“Fine. Uncuff me. Let’s go,” Brad said even more annoyed now. Sophia felt he was more annoyed at being tricked than anything.
“Nope. Just me and my friend Carrie here.”
“What? Come on!”
Sophia found Brad’s keys in his pants pocket and handed them to Carrie who was
just finishing putting on her jeans and t shirt back on.
“We will see you soon,” Sophia said.
“They won’t let you in. The doorman knows you don’t live there,” Brad said exasperated, desperately clinging at straws to get him the hell out of this mess.
“Ooh. That’s a good point,” Carrie said.
“You’re right,” Sophia added. She grabbed Brad’s phone, looked up the number to his building, and then pressed call.
“When he answers tell him to let us in when we get there,” Sophia said.
“You’ve got to be shitting me! I’m not doing that.”
“If you don’t then we will leave you here bound and gagged until I get home from work tomorrow,” Sophia said.
Brad rolled his eyes as the doorman answered the phone.
“Hello. Parkville Place,” the doorman’s voice cracked through the speaker on the phone.
“Hey, Mike. It’s Brad Thorpe.”
“Oh, yes Mr. Thorpe. How can I help you sir?”
“I’m having some friends drop by my place to pick up something. Make sure to let them up when they arrive ok? Sophia Borden and her friend Carrie.”
“Ok. Will do,” Mike replied.
Sophia pressed end call. She grabbed the scarf blindfold off the table, stuffed a bit of it in Brad’s mouth and tied it tightly behind his head. As she stepped away she had to admit that he looked so damn sexy like that. Maybe there was a lot more bad girl in her than she had originally thought.
It took them about twenty minutes to arrive at Brad’s place. The doorman Mike let them up without any trouble, but perhaps a jealous look that it was obvious he had made a hundred times when Brad’s “friends” stopped by. Sophia wondered how many special playmates Brad had actually been with over the years. She had wanted to ask him, but doubted that he would tell her the damn truth anyway.
When they reached his room she was impressed by how insanely neat and orderly it was. The place was huge and beautiful. She hoped one day that all of her hard work would land her in a place even remotely this gorgeous.
She found his laptop sitting on the coffee table in front of his luxurious sofa which faced his eighty inch television set and wireless surround sound system.
She entered the password that she’d made Brad tell her by threatening once again to leave him there, which she was fully prepared to do. As she thought about it she couldn’t help but think about how many laws she was breaking right now. Somehow it made it all the more fun and exciting.
Carrie came back from Brad’s bedroom a few moments later with three DVD’s labeled Sophia just as Sophia finished deleting the video off Brad’s computer. His YouTube account pulled up automatically and she deleted the draft file. Now as near as she could tell there was no place else that he had a copy of that video footage.
At least she hoped. He could have been lying about it somewhere, but there was nothing else she and Carrie could really check. They just had to hope he wasn’t lying through his teeth this time.
The cab drive back to her place was even quicker since the traffic had started to die down. It was getting a bit late in the evening and Sophia was hoping that they could torture Brad a little more and just mess with him before she’d decided he’d had enough.
But all those hopes flew out the window when she walked into her bedroom to find Brad nowhere to be found. The cuffs were still hanging on the bed, empty.
“What? How the hell did he get out?” Sophia asked.
“That’s impossible…” Carrie started.
But then she squatted down and picked up a bobby pin off the floor.
“Dammit,” Sophia muttered.
Brad had somehow got the bobby pin off her nightstand and picked the locks with it. The man was like impossible to hurt it seemed.
Sophia’s phone buzzed right then.
It was a text from Brad.
Great night ladies. I had a blast.
“Oh, that prick!” Carrie said reading over Sophia’s shoulder.
Sophia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What was going to happen next?
*****
“You’re free to go.”
The police officer opened the cell door and waited until Sophia walked out. Her legs felt like jelly that had been frozen stiff. She took a huge breath of freedom as the officer walked her towards the front desk.
“So, what’s going on?” Sophia asked timidly.
“Well, lucky for you that the person pulling this prank on you did not really send drugs to your apartment and call us to arrest you. It was a mix of sugar, salt, and a bit of baking soda. Pretty convincing, but our lab confirmed that it was stupid prank gone too far.”
“Oh, that is such a relief. I have never touched an illegal substance in my life,” Sophia said as she reached the front desk.
“Good to hear. Any idea who would pull such a prank? We would still like to nail them for making a false complaint.”
“No. I have no idea. Maybe someone I pissed off at work… I just don’t know.”
Sophia had been awakened in her apartment that morning by the loud knock at the door. At first she thought it was Brad wanting to finally talk to her like a human being and tell her that the games were getting out of hand.
Instead it was a couple of police officers investigating a tip of cocaine possession. They searched her place and found it in the toilet tank. Sophia could not help wondering if Brad had just decided to do that right then and there when he escaped the night before or if he had intended to do this all along.
She was going to kill the bastard. This was too damn far.
When Sophia got home she wanted nothing more than to take a nice long bubble bath. The elevator ride to her floor seemed to take forever and when she stepped off she felt like she was about to collapse before she even reached her door. Something about the stress of being arrested on bogus charges and spending some time behind bars that just took every ounce of strength out of you.
There was a notice on her door. Her heart sank as she approached. Somehow she knew that it was terrible news.
It was from her landlord.
Dear Tenant. You are hereby required to vacate the premises within 24 hours due to violations in our policy regarding pharmaceutical substances.
She was being evicted. The landlord had found out about the arrest and thought that she was bringing drugs into her building. Where the hell was she going to go?
The tears began to roll down her face as she entered her apartment and sat down on her couch. Brad was a monster. He had just taken everything from her. She imagined that The Crew would find out about this next and she would lose the funding for her business once again. It didn’t matter that she was detained for a few hours and released because of a bogus call. People didn’t care. They would feel that she was just too much of a risk.
Her phone buzzed right then. Sophia barely had the strength to look at it.
It was a text from Brad.
Look outside. Trust me.
Her heart sank. What the hell did he have in store for her now? Hadn’t that bastard done enough to wreck her life? How had she ever developed real feelings for such an evil man?
The anger was erupting inside of her and she just wanted to yell at the top of her lungs. And she fully intended to do that and let the whole world outside know what type of a man Brad Thorpe was.
Sophia ran to the window. Jerked open the blinds and pulled the window up.
There was a huge U-Haul truck outside.
Brad was standing in front of it with a few other men.
Before Sophia could even ask what was going on her phone rang.
She picked it up hesitantly as she watched Brad put his phone to his ear below.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sophia asked.
“It’s moving day,” Brad said.
“You got me kicked out of my apartment! What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that you should come and live with me,” Brad said.
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“What? Have you lost your mind?” Sophia asked.
“Yes. I’ve fallen mad crazy in love with you, baby. And you know that I think you are pretty crazy yourself,” Brad said.
“I don’t believe this,” Sophia said.
Sophia could not help the smile spreading across her face. .
“Do you want to come and be crazy together?”
She thought a moment and she realized that she did. She really did.
*****
THE END
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NEW ADULT & COLLEGE COLLECTION
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Three Perfect Students
~Bonus Story~
A Steamy College Menage & Foursome Romance
WARNING: This is one deep, dark, hard-spanking, dirty-talking and boundary-pushing read. Not intended for the faint of heart.
“You never know until you try.” Anna Dunstan is a first year college student with a rather deep and intense set of desires inside her. She lusts after three men in particular, who are all close friends, despite their different backgrounds and personalities. The Jock, the Gamer and the Musician, whom she often fantasizes about. Of course, she knows her fantasy is hardly likely to become real. After all, people have issues with sharing in general, let alone making it into a circle of four. So she's happy to daydream, happy to give them discreet glances, and let her mind run rampant at night, imagining scenarios from sweet to hot and thrilling.
That's before, of course, she's caught staring by one of them during lunchtime. Caught red handed, she prepares for ridicule, to be laughed at...
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Chapter One
My teachers love giving me too much work to handle. Most students, except for the zealous and hardworking tend to ignore it, but I'm not one of those students. My family expects good grades, my friends see me as smart, and the only way to hold up that particular illusion is keep on top of everything whenever I can.
I'm in the library right now, working on my science essay, already thinking about the other essays I want to do, along with the little reward I'm going to give myself later just before I go to bed – which will either be a quick surf on Pornhub, or a quick delve into my imagination to tackle my favorite fantasies regarding three college men who seem to hit me in just the right spot.
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