Most of them told Jake to improvise, and build up something original using his own imagination. Jake hadn't planned on doing up anything worthy of the...contest, but these guys made him think it may just work.Jake wanted to work with black leather, and the best place he knew to get articles of clothing in that material was one of the adult book stores in town, that also had a large accessories section. It was only a short trip, and Jake found that there were very few other people in the shop at. But what if she was really going to pay off the bet? I would have to be ready in that case. I mean, she'd have to know what a woman being a slave meant, at least to a guy. My imagination ran wild with the possibilities.I was schizo, one half arguing there was no chance and the other half fantasizing beyond my wildest dreams.To say the next few days went by slowly would be a classic understatement. To say I was a mess by Saturday would only be a mild understatement.To the great surprise of half. Jake shrugged and moved behind Della."You're in for it now," he said softly to his sister as he untied her hands. "Do you remember your safe word?" He saw her stiffen and knew that she was anticipating something bad. He watched as a grin spread across her face and shook his head, knowing she was loving this."Thanks bro," she said softly and he nodded before remembering she couldn't see him."I just hope you feel that way in the morning," he retorted. Handing the loose end of the rope on her left. I dashed ahead of him. The girls behind us let out a gasp. I darted through the door and, throwing a look behind me, I caught a quick glimpse through the glass of Kurt standing like a wall before the horny coeds, arms thrown out to stop them from immediately following.Then I was around the corner, racing for the girl's restroom. It lay just ahead. I set my shoulder and barreled through the door that swung inward. I took two steps and—Collided with a black-haired girl. She gasped as I almost.