“I meant sexual fireworks.”
“Oh.” I made a pouty face. “But now you got me all excited for real fireworks. What do you think, Ash? Do we need some real fireworks?”
“Sure?” she said. She still seemed a little dazed from her double concussion and was trying to block her view of me with her hands.
“I think we have some sparklers back at the frat house,” said Topher.
“Sparklers?” I scoffed. “How insulting. Are you saying that a threesome with us isn’t worth the good stuff?”
“Threesome?!” asked Ash. It looked like she was a second away from attempting to run out of the room again.
Topher pulled his shirt off. “How about we do the threesome first, and I’ll get some amazing fireworks for another night?”
“Nope.” I shook my head. “Fireworks first.”
“I don’t even know where to buy the good stuff. I’m gonna have to drive all the way to Pennsylvania. Or maybe Maryland would have some?”
I shrugged. “No idea. But you better hurry. It’s getting late.”
“For real?”
“Yup.”
“Damn it. Okay. Wait here and I’ll be back soon.” He pulled his shirt back on and headed towards the door.
“Wait!” I said. I pulled out my phone and posed next to him for a snap. “I want all my followers to see who throws the most epic parties.”
He hid his face. “Whoa, chill. What if the dean sees that?!”
“Uh…you guys just took a picture in his office. And you literally spray-painted your frat letters on his portrait. He’s definitely gonna know it was you who threw this party.”
Topher laughed. “Those aren’t our letters. I’m in Epsilon Pi Beta…not Alpha Omicron.”
“Alpha beta what?” I asked.
“The alphas are our rivals. Their president banged Trip’s girlfriend. So we’re gonna make the dean think they threw this party. If we’re lucky, those assholes will get kicked off campus once and for all.”
“Oooh.” Now the ski masks made sense.
“In that case…” I took a super cute selfie and then added the caption: “This alpha party at the dean’s house is EPIC!!!” Then I gave Topher a little slap on the butt. “What are you waiting for? I want my fireworks!”
“Right. I’ll be back soon.” He looked longingly at my beautiful breasts (this push-up bra was AMAZEBALLS, or else my new meat and bread diet was on point) and then headed out the door.
“You know I’m not going to have a threesome with that douche,” said Ash the second he was gone.
“Yeah, I know. I just had to figure out a way to get him out of here for a while so that we can execute Operation Seduction Blackmail. Speaking of which…the bodyguards should be here any minute.” I shoved Ash backwards into the closet and slammed it shut. “Start filming and don’t come out until I give you the signal. Unless you want to join. Actually, no. Sorry. You can’t leave your post. But you can always hop in next time. Don’t worry, girl. We’re gonna get you that D soon.” I checked the mirror to make sure my makeup was on point - spoiler alert: of course it was - and then headed downstairs.
The trap was set.
Chapter 6 - Seduction Blackmail
Friday - Sept 6, 2013
While Ash stayed hidden in the closet, I went down and started dancing on tables. All the guys seemed to appreciate my lingerie, but the girls at the party started giving me dirty looks. Which was weird, because I was totally following the Single Girl Rules. Specifically Rule #16: Either your legs, cleavage, or stomach must be showing at all times. Preferably all three.
It made sense that these basic bitches didn’t know the rules yet, though. I mean, they’d just been translated. I made a mental note to print up some copies to post around campus. And then I kept dancing my ass off. This DJ was freaking amazing. It was so tempting to go blow him, but I didn’t want to have my head down behind the DJ booth when Ghost and Teddybear arrived.
After what felt like forever, the two dumb-dumbs finally arrived.
I jumped up and rode a chandelier Miley-Cyrus-in-Wrecking-Ball style to make sure I got their attention. Then I jumped off and ran upstairs.
They ran after me, pushing drunk frat boys out of the way like they were nothing. It was men against boys, and I’m not gonna lie - it was kinda hot.
I dashed into the upstairs bedroom where Ash was creeping in a closet. And then I pretended to fumble with the latch on a window as my bodyguards stormed in.
“That’s enough, Chastity,” said Teddybear. His voice was so commanding.
I turned around and pretended to be shocked to see him. “Oh, hey. What are you guys doing here? I didn’t realize you had gotten an invite.” They hadn’t, obvs. But they had definitely seen my snap. Everything was going according to plan.
“Don’t act like you didn’t see us downstairs.”
“Oh, you caught my table dance? Did you see the whole thing? Or just the chandelier swing at the end? Because you really need to see the whole thing to understand the narrative of the dance. Want to head back downstairs and I can show you? I may have to flash the DJ to get him to play the song again, but that’s fine.”
“Time to go back to your dorm,” said Teddybear. “It’s well past your curfew.”
I rolled my eyes. “Why do I even have a stupid curfew?”
“For the same reason you’re at the University of New Castle instead of Harvard.”
“I have a stupid curfew because the guys at the University of New Castle are rumored to have bigger cocks than the guys at Harvard?” I thought about it for a second and then nodded. “I guess that kinda checks out. But I didn’t think Daddy cared about such things.”
“What? No. You’re here - and have a curfew - because your father is concerned that there are people out there who want to hurt you to hurt him.”
“Oh really?” I stepped towards my guards. “And what might those bad men do to me?”
“Kidnap you,” said Teddybear.
“That’s all? That doesn’t sound so bad.”
“I assure you, being kidnapped is not a pleasant experience. Which is why you’re lucky to have us. And why you need to follow our instructions to stay safe.”
“So when you say that they’d kidnap me…what exactly does that entail?”
“For a beautiful girl like you? Nothing good.”
I fanned myself. “Aw, Teddybear. You think I’m beautiful?”
“No.”
“No I’m not beautiful? Then why were you staring at my tits the other day while I changed?” I did a little shimmy in my lingerie to get my point across.
“I…” He cleared his throat. “Let’s go back to the dorm.”
“Do you think my kidnapper would stare at my tits while I changed? I think you might need to show me exactly what he’d do. Then maybe I’d have a reason to stop running away from you.”
He stared at me.
“Would he like…sell my body to the highest bidder?” I ran my hands down my bare stomach. “Or maybe I’d be his little whore. Any time he wanted, he’d force me to get on my knees and wrap my lips around his thick cock.” I slowly put my entire index finger into my mouth and seductively pulled it out.