CHAPTER 38

After about five more minutes of a lively extinction event debate, Erin returned. She knocked on the door and Jordan quickly let her in.

Ryan, Kate, and Monica also rushed to the door and gathered around Erin in their robes.

However, Erin just stood there smiling for a few long moments. Finally, once she absolutely had their undivided attention, she dramatically thrust a hand up in the air and announced, "Success! We got him!"

Bedlam followed. More specifically, there was a lot of cheering and a group hug centered on Erin. A considerable amount of kissing occurred too, with a number of different mouths on her face at once.

Erin kept her arm up high, but slowly pulled it down, drawing the attention of the others to it. She opened her fist, revealing that she was holding a pocket-sized tape recorder. She exclaimed, "I got him with this! However, the job's not done. We need to act fast!"

The redheaded fox was keen to quickly explain her story. One the initial hubbub ended, she broke free from the group hug, and said, "In the interest of time, I'll tell you the short version of what happened as it happened, giving just enough for you to get ready for what I consider phase two of our revenge."

The others stood around her in a semi-circle and nodded impatiently.

"On my way to find Jack in the basement, I happened to see Nancy in the main room, and I was thinking about the looming problem with her as I was pushing through the crowd and the noise. Then it occurred to me that she'd had a bad experience with Vince last year, and it also occurred to me that Jordan told us Jack and Vince were hanging out together. I didn't know what happened between Nancy and Vince, but she seemed all keen on him until she actually went out on a date with him, and then she never seemed to miss a chance to say bad things about him."

Kate pointed out, "But she says bad things about a lot of people."

Erin continued, "True, but she seemed to have a special axe to grind with him. You know what they say about how SAE stands for 'sexual assault expected.' It seemed pretty likely to me that her night with him ended with a date rape or something terrible along those lines. So, acting on a hunch, I decided to wing it and talk to Nancy. I was able to corner her in private. I started out by asking her if she wanted to get revenge on Vince. Hoo-boy! You should have seen her reaction. It was like throwing a raw steak to a pack of wild dogs. She couldn't agree fast enough."

Erin looked from face to face, seeing how they were reacting. They were hanging on her every word. "To make a long story short, I know I didn't have permission to do this, but I decided to throw caution to the wind and offer her a deal. Kate, I told her in very guarded terms that you and I had just gotten involved with the same guy and there was bound to be a lot of loud hanky panky noises on the third floor from now on."

Kate muttered, "Oh shit!"

Erin nodded. "I know. It was a risk. But I figured I wasn't really risking that much, because how long would we be able to keep our sexy shenanigans a secret from her? A day? A few days? A week, at most?"

Kate said, "But my plan is to do all that elsewhere. We could rent a place off campus and have all our fuck-and-suck sessions there. Money is no object for me."

Erin said, "That's good in theory, but come on, there's bound to be a lot of action on the third floor just

the same. For instance, what if Ryan knocks on the door and you can see The Beast bulging and throbbing in his shorts? Are you really going to be able to wait until you get to some off campus apartment before you drop to your knees and choke and gag on it?"

"Well..." There was a long pause while Kate thought that over. She glanced at Ryan's crotch to check if he had an erection yet. Erin's brief comment about choking and gagging made her salivate hungrily.

Even though she didn't see a tell-tale bulge, she thought, The truth is, I wouldn't be able to get his fly unzipped fast enough. I would definitely engulf him then and there! I'd probably wind up naked before I was done, especially so he could cum on my face or chest. And once I was naked, it would be such a drag to put any clothes back on. Besides, even if I was alone, Monica or Erin would probably come in to get in on the action. We'd spend the next few hours titfucking and cocksucking him together until-

Erin coughed deliberately, since everyone was waiting. "We don't have all day." Kate snapped back from her fantasy. "Sorry. And... okay, you've got a point."

Erin continued, "Just think how much better if would be to be able to do whatever we want with him on the third floor, at any time?" She grinned, and even licked her lips. Kate wasn't the only one having furtive blowjob fantasies.

But Erin was on a mission, and she resumed, "So I figured it was worth the risk. I offered Nancy a deal. I told her that we had something on Jack and Vince, and we were considering getting back at him, maybe even later tonight. But we weren't sure, and we could use her help. But if we were to go through with it, she would need to stay quiet about any and all sexual activity on the third floor, and at least stay on the sidelines if any controversy about that breaks out amongst the Kappas. Again, she couldn't agree fast enough. She REALLY has it in for Vince, and she had absolutely no problem targeting Jack too. In fact, she seemed to relish that part nearly as much."

Erin continued, "Then you should have seen the reaction when I told her that the plan was to try to trap Jack and Vince into attempting sexual molestation. It was almost scary. He must have hurt her bad.

That all but confirmed my suspicion that he date raped her. We didn't overtly talk about it, but when I told her that it would be fitting revenge for what Vince did to her, she didn't disagree and even nodded grimly. So, knowing how strongly she felt, I tried to firm up and improve the terms of our deal. I don't have time to go into it, but I got her to freely speak into the pocket recorder I had with me on how she wouldn't oppose any sexual anything on the third floor, no matter who does what to who. I even got some collateral of sorts from her to guarantee she wouldn't stab us in the back later. I can't really say what that is, but trust me, it's good."

Jordan exclaimed, "That's great! But does 'no matter who does what to who' include even, say, me? For instance, if I were to get involved with Ryan too?" She looked to Ryan in a way that was both sultry and shy.

Erin chuckled. "Don't worry, I think we can all see that things are headed in that direction. Best enjoy the last time your pussy and asshole isn't sore and your breath doesn't smell of his cum." She winked. Her opposition to having Jordan join them was fading fast. It seemed inevitable and it made a lot of sense, especially when it came to third floor intrigues.

Jordan gasped. She looked to Ryan again and blushed.

But Erin quickly resumed, "I didn't name names, since this plan could still go south, but believe me, I made her give a vow that was wide enough to encompass everything. We could have an orgy with all of us right in the middle of HER bedroom, and she wouldn't be able to say 'boo!'."

Ryan rubbed his chin, as if pondering. "Hmmm... Interesting idea..." However, he grinned impishly to

show that he was just kidding.

Monica playfully smacked him. "You! Eres un lobo con piel de cordero." For once, she realized she was speaking in Spanish again, and explained. "You're a wolf in sheep's clothing. You would, too!"

Erin waved her tape recorder through the air. "So I've got her verbal agreement right here. But that's not all I recorded. With that unexpected success boosting my confidence, I pressed on to find Jack and Vince. By the way, I take it that nobody has any objection to widening our revenge plan to target them both?"

Kate raised a fist and said fiercely, "Definitely not! They're like two peas in a pod. Let both those fuckers burn!"

Ryan asked, "What does Vince look like? Is he big and burly, just like Jack, and with the same buzzcut, except more, well, kind of a ginger?"

Jordan said, "That's him, no doubt. And I should know, since I was dating him until you talked me into breaking up with him an hour or so ago. Not like my heart is breaking, by the way."

Ryan nodded at that. "The reason I ask is because when I arrived at the party, whenever I wasn't talking to Jack, it seemed he was talking to Vince. Kind of conspiratorially, with their heads close together while looking all around. And then both looked my way several times in a weird sort of way. Now that I know what was really going on, I'm almost certain that Vince was in on the prank and they were talking about it."

Kate spoke even more passionately, with more fist shaking (and plenty of resulting tit shaking). "Then both of them need to burn! Burn, baby, burn! Let's take 'em DOWN! Nobody messes with MY honey! They're gonna be sorry!"

Ryan's heart soared. He loved hearing how possessive Kate felt towards him already. It was truly amazing how quickly everything had changed.

Erin said with slight chagrin, "They won't be sorry until I get to finish explaining things. Time is of the essence! May I?" After Kate nodded, Erin resumed, "So I went to the basement pool where we knew they were. But before I approached them, I did a mental double check on what I was going to do and say. I decided to make a slight alteration to our plan. Remember, we were thinking that Jordan would make good 'bait' to trap them." She nodded towards Jordan.

Jordan nodded back.

"However, it occurred to me that if Vince was going to be targeted too, that wasn't ideal." Erin addressed Jordan, "What if Vince later claimed that he hadn't really broken up with you a short time earlier, so in fact what he wanted to do was consensual?"

Monica scoffed. "Likely story! Especially with Jack there too."

"True, but it could muddy the issue. That's why, Monica, I decided to go with having YOU be the bait. What do you think of that?"

Jordan was secretly relieved. She was willing to play the bait role, but it was a scary prospect.

Monica merely raised an eyebrow as she considered that. Finally, she said, "Hrm. Interesting. Actually, I'm okay with that. Right now, I've got the same 'burn, baby, burn' attitude Kate does. I would be honored to play a larger role in the demise of those motherfuckers!" She turned her head and pretended to spit, as if she was spitting on them. Her face showed intense hatred and contempt.

Ryan thought, Man, I love the fire of my hot pepper! I just hope she never turns that anger on me! Of course, she will eventually, but that's all part of living life to the fullest.

Monica added more calmly, "Besides, I have formal self-defense training. It's not like I'm some martial arts expert, but if things go horribly wrong and I'm left alone with their molesting hands, I'll be able to handle myself until help can arrive."

Ryan asked with worry, "Are you sure? They're pretty big and strong. And it would be two against one."

Erin cut in before Monica could answer. "It's not going to come to that! We're going to be right there, right next door, and with a key to go in if need be. No way will we let any harm come to Monica. And boy am I relieved you've agreed to be the bait, because that's a key part of the story I told them. I hope you don't mind?"

Monica waved a hand dismissively. "Nah. You did what you thought was best. We're all in this together, and we'll all do what we can to make it work."

Erin smiled with relief. "Agreed."

Kate pointed out, "Plus, that has the advantage of the fact that we've already placed recording devices all over this room. Now, all we'll have to do is turn them on when the time comes, assuming you told them to come up here."

"I did, so you're right, that's good. But I don't want to reveal things out of order or it'll get all jumbled up and confused. Can I finish explaining what happened so we'll know how the rest of our plan is going to unfold?"

The others nodded.

"Good. I'll try to wrap up my story faster, because like I said, time is of the essence! Long story short, I found Jack and Vince together by the pool, as expected, and I was able to get to talk to them in private. With my secret tape recorder running, just to be on the safe side, I told them that I had a problem and I was coming to them for help because I knew they were nice guys who could be trusted and also had the necessary strength. Then I said that Monica had apparently been 'roofied' by who-knows-who at the party. I claimed that she was okay, but she was completely zonked out in one of the main floor rooms. It looked like she was going to be dead to the world for a few hours, at least, and we didn't know what to do with her, with the party going on nearby."

Erin continued, "Then I hit them with our plan, though modified a bit. I begged if they could help get her back upstairs to her bedroom. I praised their strength and said two big, muscular guys like them could certainly get her all the way up there, especially since she's rather petite sized."

Monica cut in with a proud smile, "Petite in size, maybe, but big in spirit!"

Erin smiled back. "Indeed. Anyway, I further claimed that she seemed to have gotten away from her assailant without harm, but her keys were missing. So I was hoping they could stay in her room with her until the party ended, to make sure she was safe, because the person with the keys might try to get into her room. Meanwhile, Kate and I would be searching the party looking for the keys and talking to people, trying to find out what happened to her."

Erin went on, "It went just as we'd expected. You could almost see the horny dawning on their faces as they realized this would be a 'fox guarding the hen house' situation. It was pretty gross. Even as I was praising what trustworthy, considerate guys they were" - she coughed derisively - "it was like you could see the scheming in their eyes. Then I told them not to rush their decision. I'd go check on Monica and then come back and see what they'd decided. Of course, as planned, by then I'd secretly stashed the tape recorder nearby. Then I went back to the main floor and waited a few minutes, making sure I wasn't followed. When I returned, they told me that they'd agreed, but they pretended to be reluctant. They

said that it would be a drag to miss out on the rest of the party, so Kate and I would 'owe them one,' whatever that means."

Kate asked angrily, "What DOES that mean? No way will I let them so much as touch me or kiss me! I belong to Ryan now! You know that!"

Erin said, "Don't worry. Remember, we're never going to owe them anything, since we'll be busting them shortly. But even if we did, it would be something like inviting them to a cool, exclusive party, I'm sure. You're Kate fucking Middlefield, and nobody gets to touch you much, period."

Kate grinned impishly. "Oh yeah." She directed a sultry gaze at Ryan. "Except for one special guy. And he can touch me anytime, anywhere."

Erin coughed, trying to get Kate's attention before she got too moony. "Anyway, I was careful to secretly pocket the tape recorder and then I told them that I would confer with you, Kate. If Monica still seemed totally passed out, then after about ten or fifteen minutes I'd come back and get them for their help."

She grinned wolfishly as she continued, "Here's the kicker. After that, I went to one of the more out of the way bathrooms and played back the last couple minutes of the tape recording, from when I left them on their own. Sure enough, they ARE scum! I could play the recording for you, but in the interest of time I'll just summarize. Once I was gone, they were both like, 'Are you thinking what I'm thinking?' BOTH of them independently came up with the idea of going along with helping so they could be alone in Monica's room with her passed out body for the next hour or more. I don't even want to repeat the stuff they said they were going to do. Let's just say that on the basis of this recording alone, we've got them by the balls. They admitted to their plans to rape a sleeping Monica in the most clear and graphic terms possible!"

Monica suddenly erupted, "¡HIJOS DE LA GRANDÍSIMA PUTA!" ("Really big sons of bitches!") "MOTHERFUCKERS! Jack and Vince had better watch out! ¡Les voy a pisar la cabeza!" ("I'm going to stomp on their heads!") "¡Les voy a cortar los huevos!" ("I'm going to cut their balls off!")

Kate snickered, and nudged Ryan who was standing next to her. She muttered, "I don't know what all that means, but I do know woe be to Jack and Vince. I wouldn't want to be in their shoes right now!"

Ryan snickered back, and muttered, "You got that right. Nobody messes with my hot pepper! I love her passion."

Monica heard that, and it suddenly turned a lot of her anger into lust. In fact, she abruptly walked a few steps to him, held his head with both hands, and planted a nuclear kiss on his lips.

He hadn't been ready for that at all, so he was left gasping for air. "What... what was that for?"

There was a lusty fire in her eyes as she explained, "For saying 'nobody messes with my hot pepper.' I especially love the 'my' part. Let's burn these shitheads at the stake so we can go back to more fucking! I can't wait until you FUCK me like I've never been FUCKED before! They'll hear my hoarse screams for mercy in the next state! Hell, you've even got me itching to make this official personal slut crap official!"

Erin teased, "I thought you weren't keen on the personal slut thing?"

"I'm not! Well... mostly." She pointed at Ryan challengingly. "But if he keeps calling me 'my hot pepper,' he may find that he's stuck with me. I can't leave Kate as the only one drooling to choke and gag on The Beast all the time." She flashed a naughty grin towards Kate, and told her, "By the way, don't think I didn't notice the hungry look on your face when Erin mentioned that term."

Kate stood straight and tall, defiantly thrusting her G-cups forward. "Guilty as charged!" She leered at

Ryan's crotch as she opened her robe in front a little more. "In fact, I'm feeling rather peckish right now." Even though she could see his dick still wasn't erect, she ostentatiously licked all around her lips, just to rile him up a bit.

Erin sighed impatiently. "Okay, you two. Keep your clothes on a little longer, until this is done. And Monica, I appreciate your passionate anger, and I share it too; I'm just not as demonstrative as you are. But we've got to keep our cool. We can't physically harm them or they could have a case against us.

Remember that physical wounds heal quickly, but legal problems can linger for years. We want to screw them over in a long-term way, and not just be satisfied with a punch or kick or two. Agreed?"

Monica nodded, but her face was furious and agitated again, now that Jack and Vince were being discussed some more. She muttered darkly, "¡Malditos bastardos!" ("Damn bastards!") She asked, "Can you at least give us a hint of the kinds of things they said, to get us properly motivated?"

Erin carefully considered that. "I don't know. I worry that you in particular could be too motivated already. Once you're dressed, I'm going to have to pat you down for weapons!"

Monica smiled proudly and wickedly, as if she was already thinking of which knife to use.

Then Erin relented, and said, "Just to give you a hint, to show how red-handed they've been caught already, Jack said that the assailant had fine taste in women and tried to speculate on who it was. The two of them even tossed out some names of their SAE brothers who were known to use roofies and liked 'dark meat.' So if we're successful this time, I can already see a follow-up sting or two to purge that damn fraternity of the rest of their ilk."

"Definitely!" Monica said. The others nodded or grunted in agreement.

Erin continued, "Vince then said that, whoever it was, it was a shame that his 'fine work' had been interrupted, and it was up to them to 'finish the job.' So they're both as guilty as hell! And keep in mind that I'm passing on the less objectionable comments, so Monica doesn't spontaneously burst into flames!"

There were some chuckles in response to that, but the room was simmering with anger as well. Quiet but irate muttering followed.

Ryan was as angry as any of the others, with the possible exception of Monica. He felt extremely protective towards all the women in the room, despite the fact that up until a few hours ago he'd only known Kate slightly and the rest not at all. He even felt surprisingly protective towards Jordan, despite not having really gotten intimate with her yet. In his mind now, all four of them were "his girls" and he wasn't going to let anyone harm any of them.

Erin waited for the hubbub to quiet down. "So, now the question is, do we stop here and just go with what we have on tape, or do we move to what I like to call phase two, where we catch them in the act, on video?"

A chorus of voices broke out. It soon became clear that everyone was on the same page. They felt the audio recording wasn't enough and wanted to proceed to phase two.

Erin nodded. "Good. That's how I feel too. Those two guys are as slick and slippery as eels. They'd argue the tape was doctored and probably get off scot free. Remember, the SAE fraternity protects its own. We need more, to make it an airtight case. But with this, we know exactly what they're going to do, so all we need to is spring the trap. Like I said, time is wasting. The sooner I can get back to them, the better. What if they go looking around and don't see Monica passed out anywhere?"

Ryan pointed out, "You could just say you moved them from one room to another, trying to get her closer to the stairs or something like that."

"True, but it's better if questions like that don't come up! Let's get into gear. Monica, are you ready to play the victim? I'm worried that, well, to be blunt, you can be kind of a hothead and let your emotions rule you. Can you successfully act like you're tranquilly sleeping?"

Monica replied, "Sleeping? Sure. Tranquil? I'm not so sure. But then again, I don't think it matters much. I can carefully tilt my head so they can't see my face. I can even subtly let the hair fall over my face without using my hands. And if they do see an angry scowl on my face, I can act like I'm in the middle of an agitated dream. Besides, are they going to be interested in my face when they can play with my body? I think not!"

Erin said, "That's true. But still, do your best to play dead, okay?" Monica grimly nodded.

Ryan asked anxiously, "What exactly is she going to suffer through? Are they going to have a chance to fondle her?"

Erin said, "It's hard to say. Maybe some. Remember our plan: we'll be listening in from the next room by having an open line with one of the cell phones, so even though we won't be able to see, we'll have a very good idea of what's going on. Hopefully, they'll wait a few minutes to make sure nobody is coming back before they really start to fondle. But if they do start too soon or go too far, Monica, the same plan will hold for you as what we were thinking with Jordan: just grunt or make some other loud noise and we'll immediately stop the sting and come rushing in. Hopefully by then they'll have said and/or done enough to make their rape-y intentions clear."

Monica said, "I don't mind a little bit of fondling, if it's for a righteous cause. I have to put up with some grab-ass at most every party as it is, although the grabbers usually end up facing my wrath. Obviously, it makes sense they'll start taking my clothes off before they really get down to business, and I can handle that no problem. I'll be thinking about Nancy and all their other likely rape victims, and how much better we'll all be to get rid of them. That will give me the strength to stay silent. But I'm not going to let them actually do anything awful to me! Believe me, once they start touching my privates, I'm going to grunt and groan clearly. Worse comes to worse, I can pretend to wake up."

Kate smacked a hand into her open palm. "Gaawwwd, I can't wait to burn these motherfuckers! Let's do this! Monica, just remember, once this unpleasantness is over, you can reward yourself by getting the royal fucking of your life! Ride The Beast!"

Monica smiled. "I know. Believe me, I know! That is VERY good motivation for me. It's nice to have something that thrilling to look forward to." She gave Ryan a sultry smile and provocatively opened her robe to her nipples, proudly showing off her pussy. She even spread her legs some. "Are you ready to wreck this? Is The Beast going to ravage my tight, tiny, little cunt?"

Erin held both hands up with a stop gesture. "Whoa! Let's not even get started with that, okay? Need I remind you that Jack and Vince are downstairs and waiting for me to return at this very moment?

Monica, you need to dress up and get into your passive, sleeping mindset. It might help to wear an extra layer or two, to slow them down with their fondling."

Monica switched back into revenge mode. She closed her robe and nodded firmly.

Erin then gave instructions to the others on what they needed to do, including dressing back into their party clothes. Everybody had a role to play, though some were bigger than others.

At one point, she explained, "When we close the trap on them, we're going to need the safety of numbers. Hopefully, by the time they realize the gig is up, we'll have safely whisked away most or all of the recording devices. But regardless, what if they decided to simply try to fight their way out?

Monica, I know you've had self defense classes, and some others of us have, including Kate and me. What about you, Jordan?"

Jordan shook her head.

Erin said, "You should. A stunning girl like you, you never know if some creep might try to get forceful on you. Anyway, what about you, Ryan?"

He said, "I can try. I certainly feel protective towards all of you, after what's happened tonight. I'm feeling really pissed at them, and I think I would fight tenaciously until I drop. But I've never been in a fight before. I don't know what I'm doing. Given that each of those guys outweigh me by fifty pounds or more, I don't have any illusions that I can beat them single-handedly."

Erin nodded. "So we're not exactly Seal Team Six here. And those two are big and strong. That's why we need to make up for it with numbers. Right now, we're five on two. Nancy plans to join us, so that'll make it six on two. But I'm thinking that maybe we should recruit Brandy as well."

Ryan had to think back to who Brandy was. He thought he knew, but so much had happened in such a short time that his brain was frazzled. He asked to confirm, "Brandy? She's the sixth girl living on this floor, right? The lesbian?"

Monica said, "Right. I pointed her out to you in the party downstairs, remember?"

"Oh yeah." He kept a poker face, but thought, She's a busty hottie too! Not as busty or as hot as these four, but still, "third floor of KKG worthy," which is pretty damn hot! Too bad she's lesbian.

Erin said, "So I'm thinking kind of the same as with Nancy. Brandy's gonna find out about our sexual fun sooner or later. I don't know of any personal grievances on her part, but it would buy us some good will to team with her to take down a couple of scummy sexual predators. It could help bond us all together and get some third floor camaraderie going. I don't think we'd push to make a deal with her, like with Nancy, but just rope her in to make it seven on two odds, instead of six on two. With overwhelming numbers, there's no way those two bastards could think they could just fight their way out of it, especially if we show off that at least three of us do have some actual martial arts skills."

Everyone nodded at that.

However, Kate said, "Just to be clear though, I have some very basic self-defense training. It's not like I'm some black belt karate expert."

Erin nodded. "I know. Same here, and same with Monica. But we have righteous anger on our side, and that counts for a lot. However, the key is to not let it come to fighting in the first place."

Ryan said, "Erin, I like the way you think. You've taken a kind of half-assed plan and turned it into a really good plan, like what you did with Nancy. That was brilliant. And you're riding herd on us to make sure we promptly carry it through. Have you done this sort of thing before?"

She replied with good-natured sarcasm, "What, a convoluted, crazy, ad-libbed scheme to entrap two would-be rapists? Oh yeah, I do that a couple of times a week, at least."

He said, "In any case, I'm impressed. Keep up the good work."

"Thanks. Now, about that riding herd part, let's get moving, people!" Erin clapped her hands several times to spur the others into action.

Ryan finished dressing quickly, since a man had less to do than a woman to dress up nicely. He went to Erin, who was conferring with Monica about the placement of the video cameras and cell phones around the room. (Kate and Jordan were changing clothes in their rooms.) When there was a break in the conversation, he said, "I have an idea for you guys."

Monica had been dressing while talking to Erin, since this was her room after all. She had been in the process of putting on a bra, but she stopped, stood up, and pushed her bare breasts in from both sides. She spoke with a cheeky, flirty smirk, "'Guys'? Ryan, are you blind? Do I look like a guy to you?"

Erin spoke testily, "Monica, not now. Time is ticking, remember? I told them I'd be back in ten to fifteen minutes, and I'm trying to stick to that."

Monica sighed and growled. "Getting angry makes me horny."

"Save it for later!" Erin looked to Ryan, since he was still clearly waiting to speak to her. "What is it?"

"I was thinking about the potential violence problem. Seven on two is good, for sure. But maybe what would be better is if we had a couple of handcuffs on top of that. While Jack and Vince are still reeling and confused, we could slap the handcuffs on them. That'll guarantee they won't be able to lash out."

Erin furrowed her brow. "Maybe... I don't know. Getting the handcuffs on them might cause them to react violently."

He said, "True, but I'm just saying it would be good to have them on hand, as an option. For instance, what if they do decide to fight and we subdue them with our strength in numbers? Handcuffs will help make sure they stay subdued."

Erin said, "That's a very good point. The only problem is, where the hell do we get handcuffs at... what time is it?" She looked around for a clock, but didn't see one. "Nearly one in the morning?"

Monica cleared her throat. "Um..."

Ryan and Erin looked at her. He asked her, "What?"

She looked unusually shy and bashful, as well as sexy as hell in her topless state with fire still burning in her eyes. "Um... This is pretty embarrassing to admit, but... it so happens that I have a pair of handcuffs right here in my room."

Erin replied in a shock tone. "What?! Are you serious?! How is that possible?!"

Monica's face quickly turned red. "I'd rather not get into it. Let's just say that, in the past I had a kinky lover who was into that sort of thing. They're pink and kind of furry in places, but they're made of steel and fully functional. They only open with a key, and I have it."

Erin gave Monica a brief hug. "Thanks for sharing that. Even after all that's happened tonight, with all that spankings and everything, that must have been hard to admit. So definitely, thanks! But still, that's only one pair. We really could use two."

Ryan asked, "Why don't you ask Nancy to find at least one more? I'm not saying she has a pair; I don't know her from a hole in the ground. But she's very keen to help, keen enough to embarrass herself some. She could ask around at the party and say it's for a party gag of some kind. If any of the other Kappa have one, we could easily get it in time, while the rest of us are taking care of other things. Even if she fails, I think she'll appreciate being more involved."

Erin's face brightened. "Nice! I like!"

Monica nudged him playfully, and smiled his way too. "Erin, looks like you're not the only one who can come up with brilliant ideas on the fly. Our man has more impressive surprises than just what he's packing in his pants."

"Indeed!" Erin, who had been fully dressed the whole time, took her cell phone out of a pocket. "I'm going to call Nancy right now so she can get started."

Monica was still just holding her bra. With Erin taking a few steps away to make the call, Monica

resumed dressing.

Ryan stood in front of her and eyed her partially naked body up and down. "Now, I've gotta figure out what to do with you. The fact that you own handcuffs, that's a VERY interesting tidbit. Did your boyfriend put them on you or did you put them on him?"

She dropped the bra back to her side and struck a sexy pose with a hand behind her head. "Wouldn't you like to know? And who says it was a boyfriend? I said 'lover.' So it might have been a kinky girlfriend."

"Oooh! Even better. Now I'm really curious! Maybe I'll just have to spank the full story out of you."

She lowered her raised hand and cupped her pussy mound with it. "Maybe you should. Or, even better, you can fuck it out of me!"

He could feel his penis threatening to stir. "Not a bad idea. Even better is if I fuck it out of you while your hands are cuffed behind your back, just so you don't forget what it is we're talking about."

She gave him a smoldering look. "Hmmm. You just might have to do that... repeatedly! In fact, you just might..." Her voice trailed off and her eyes showed alarm as she looked over his shoulder. "Uh-oh!"

"What is it?" he asked.

"Erin is giving me a look. One of those 'stop fooling around and get back to business' looks."

He glanced over to Erin. She was still on the phone with Nancy, but she made eye contact with him and gave him a disapproving look too. He said, "Ah. Well, you have to admit she has a good point. Still, don't think I'm going to forget about you owning those handcuffs, or what I could do with them."

She replied with a sultry purr, "I hope you don't! In fact, my pussy is counting on you to remind me about it, one thrust at a time, all night long!"

He nodded, and then quickly walked away. With his back turned, he thought, Sheesh! I had to get away before I really did get a chubby. She's too sexy! Hell, they all are!