Randolph was just sitting by himself as usual. The young boy was on a bench near the garden, reading a paperback. He enjoyed the clean air and privacy, knowing that no one would come out to disturb him in this secluded area. Privacy was the main reason he chose to do his silent reading here, at a place where he can expect to be left alone. Little did the 18 years old know how wrong he was about all of that.
After he was able to read only 11 pages, Randolph heard someone clear her throat in front of him. He looked up. Standing there on her fancy high heels was the voluptuous figure of a tall, very popular girl from their school. Sarah just gave him a bright smile before sitting down next to the befuddled nerd. Most people never come to this part of the school where he was currently sitting, and the cool kids, which Sarah was definitely a part of, would never deign to grace him with their acknowledgement, much less to sit down next to him like this. Sarah is an exception though. She was well known for her sharp jawlines, fierce eyes and glossy long hair that frames her perfect face, large round breasts that seem to define gravity and a tight, muscular body from countless hours of cardio. The popular girl is also nice and treats everyone well.
Randolph, meanwhile, was underweight and had a very plain, ordinary face. He did however smile back at her politely, despite being noticeably confused by her presence and decision to sit down next to him. "H Hi!. H How a are you?" he managed to stutter, mentally yelling at himself to be more articulate, delivering self criticism of his failure to speak confidently and make some friends. The boy also berated himself for already getting a boner just from this beautiful girl looking and smiling at him. It's her perfume as well, the teenager tried to make himself better by reasoning so. As it getting turned on by how she smells is any better.
"I'm good, thanks! Can you please help me with something, Randolph?" Sarah replied. She gave him her million dollars smile, inwardly chuckling at how easy it was to get his petite boy flustered. He really was cute when embarrassed, the athletic girl thought to herself as she glanced down at the tent pitched in his pants by his erection.
Randolph realized that she spotted his hard on and felt all the blood rush up to his cheeks. At least there won't be more flowing down to engorge his already rigid cock, he thought. He has already swelled enough and for his arousal to become clearer would be bad. Really bad. "Uh, o okay! Sure. I'll b be happy t to help you!" Stupid. Why did he have to say that right away, without asking what she wanted help with first? Never mind. She is one of the nice, popular people. Sarah wouldn't set him up or do anything to humiliate him, right?
"Well, I've been struggling a lot lately with physics. You seem to do okay enough in class. Would you please come over to my house today and help me study for the exam next week?" she asked, biting her lower lip. Swallowing, Randolph thought for a bit. He has never been to a classmate's house before, so this could be a new experience. Plus, he's always liked helping others, even those he doesn't know very well. Sarah respects him enough to ask for his help and that shows a degree of trust and good faith, so he should not disappoint her.
He nodded. "I can do that," he muttered slowly, giving her a reassuring smile, before looking down at his feet coquettishly, feeling coy all of a sudden. The way her eyes pored deep into his, staring as though she could peer at the depth of his heart and see exactly what secret desires he harbours inside. He really hopes she can't.There are a lot of fetishes he has hidden beneath the innocent boy facade that Randolph would feel ashamed of, if they ever leaked out. Sarah squealed happily and gave him a hug, kissing him on his cheek, making the poor boy squeak. He shyly squirmed in her arms, only half-heartedly struggling, secretly wanting to feel her strong arms remain wrapped around him. Eventually, she let go.
"Come to this address at 4 PM, okay?" she said, leaving a piece of paper in his lap. Randolph just nodded, still in a haze after what just happened as she giggled, walking off and waving back at him. The boy remained seated where he was, looking down at her neat handwriting. He smiled briefly to himself, glad that he might be able to interact with another human being. She is a very sweet, nice person and he likes her. In a romantic sense? Maybe. They haven't been close friends although the two have worked on school assignments before, but perhaps something more could happen between them.
Later that afternoon, he gathered his textbooks and notes, and biked over to her place. The boy knocked on her door and waited patiently. She opened it. Standing there, she was clad in a form fitting T-shirt and booty shorts that cover quite less than half of the thighs, revealing her muscular legs that lead up to a firm ass. The girl smiled at him, beaming as she grabbed his wrist and led him inside her arm. "W Wait! Sarah, I c c can't k keep up with you!" His protestations were unheeded as she dragged him to her bedroom. He barely had time to take notice of all the plush, expensive looking furniture arranged on fur carpets as Sarah reached a door. She opened it, pushed him inside.
Three pairs of hands took hold of him and then forced him towards a king-sized bed. He was flung onto the mattress and two people grabbed each of his legs, pinning them down onto the bed and quickly looping ropes around the ankles, tying the knot tightly. The third tied his left wrist to one of the bed posts. They stepped back and as Randolph stopped thrashing around, he could finally see who was responsible for his predicament. "W W What do you want?!" he sputtered indignantly at the trio before him.
