I thought we haven't had a story here in a little while, so I'll try!
Chapter One: The Beginning
"Help! Help!" I try and scream. All that comes out of the tape welded onto my face is a soft moan. My mouth may as well have been melted off, my arms and legs amputated, because I'm completely at his mercy.
All because I trusted him.
I have a crush on a guy in my class. His name is Matt. He's 20, with brown hair and dark eyes, and he might as well be shoving rocks up his sleeves, his muscles so big. He's even a pretty cool guy personality-wise, always cracking jokes and generally being a friend to everyone he meets.
I hope he has a crush on me. I've had a few people crushing on me this year: I'm 19, short dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and I've heard that boys think my melons are OK, too. But dear god, If it hasn't been obvious that I had a crush on him before, it is now. If he doesn't like me back, he probably thinks I'm a huge creep.
Yesterday i sat next to him in class and told him a stupid joke about his place-where-the-sun-don't-shine. I'm not sure if that was the most comfortable lecture he's had.
Tonight, it's all going to change. Our professor gave us an assignment to be completed in pairs, and guess who asked him to be my partner? Why yes, it does happen to be me, Pauline McHadden, the most subtle flirter in the world. So he's coming around to my dorm tonight to start the project off. My other roommates are all off somewhere, and my bondage materials are handily strewn across my dresser. Now all I have to do is wait for 8 to come.
I hope Matt likes being tied up.
(I tried to do something from the perspective of a girl this time, to try something new, so gals please tell me how accurate these thoughts are!)