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"Chad, a deal is a deal. I told you, after the last time, no credit! You pay me everything you owe me right now, or do what we agreed upon earlier, and you get the term paper I wrote for you. If you don’t pay up, no paper, and you know what that will do to your GPA. What’s it going to be?"
Chad sat dejectedly on the side of his bed. Gee, he wished that he were back home in Ohio. School up here in Canada really sucked. The professors actually expected him, Chad Tuft, to do some work! It was so unfair! Back in Ohio, he had been a big football star, and he had just coasted along, doing the minimum amount of schoolwork to get by. But things were a lot different up here. No one looked up to him here. If only he could have stayed back home. But due to an unfortunate incident last Christmas, Chad been XXXX to change schools. Political enemies of his father had somehow got hold of a tape showing Chad in a very embarrassing position. The last few months of school had been torture; Chad had been aware of the whispers and giggles wherever he went. So here he was, in the Great White North, floundering. He had been paying Joe to write his papers for him, but he had run out of cash some time back and didn’t dare ask his father for more money. Now he owed Joe a bundle. If he didn’t get that paper he was screwed.
"OK, OK, I’ll do it!"


Reluctantly, Chad began to shed his clothing. He pulled off his sweatshirt and undershirt and dropped them to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. He slowly unbuckled his belt, and then he undid his jeans and pulled them off. He stood in the middle of the room, wearing only his blue boxers. He shivered as he stood there. Damn, why couldn’t they turn the heating up? Here it was, not even Halloween, and he was freezing.
"There, are you happy now, Joe. Is this what you wanted to see?"
Joe laughed. "You’re quite the comedian, aren’t you Chad? I told you before, I want ALL of it off." There was hard note in Joe’s voice that Chad had never heard before. He pulled off his boxers and spread his hands. "Tada! There, that’s what you wanted, isn’t it?"

"That’s very nice, Chad, very nice. But that’s not quite all that I want. Did I tell you that I’ve got a friend doing graduate work in Columbus? A friend who shares certain…tastes with me. He told me a very interesting story about you Chad. A story involving a video tape of you."

Joe smiled at Chad as he opened up his briefcase and pulled out a length of white rope. Despite the chilliness of the room, Chad started to sweat. So, the story had followed him up here. Shit! At the same time, he felt a certain frisson of excitement.. It wasn’t the kind of thing that Chad Tuft, football star, was supposed to like. Chad from the illustrious family, with girls hanging all over him. He looked at the rope in Joe’s hands and slowly put his hands behind his back. He shuddered as he felt the ropes going around his wrists, being pulled tight. He let Joe push him down, until he was sitting on the side of the bed. He remained silent as Joe bound his knees and his ankles together.


"Hmm, doesn’t the big straight jock look funny, all tied up like that. What are you going to do now, jock boy? " Joe held a bandanna in his hand, letting it float in the air in front of Chad’s face. Chad felt a sudden rush of blood as he saw that. So Joe thought that he could bind and gag Chad Tuft, football hero and former BMOC on campus without any kind of struggle. Chad decided that he would make some fuss. He wanted to see how Joe would handle that.
"You fucking pervert, what do you think you’re doing? You can’t do this to me! My father’s an important man. If you think that you can MMMPHHHHHHH!"


Joe shoved the knotted bandanna into Chad’s mouth. Chad began struggling, trying to spit out the cloth. He tried to knee Joe in the balls.
"Oh, you want to play rough, do you? That’s fine with me, Chad." Joe pinched Chad’s nostrils shut. Chad thrashed on the bed, trying to get free, but Joe kept his fingers in place. Eventually, starved for air, Chad was XXXX to open his mouth. Without hesitation, Joe stuffed the bandanna into Chad’s mouth, and pulling the cloth taut, he tied it in place.
"GGGODDMMMEDFFFKCINGFFFAGGGTTT! MMWHATMTHINKMURDOING?"
"You’re making too much noise, American jock stud boy. I don’t like that. Someone might come in and find us like this. You don’t want more scandal, do you? What am I going to do with you? You know, I think I have something here in my briefcase that will do the trick"


"MMMNNOO. GGGMUCNTDOMMTHISMMEE!"
"Mmm, I think that I can do whatever I want to, Chad. I’m not the one who is tied up and gagged and helpless. And believe me, you are helpless. I don’t spend all my time studying and writing papers for other people. I do believe in a certain level of extracurricular activity."

Chad whimpered as he saw Joe pull a roll of silvery duct tape out of his briefcase. What was Joe going to do with that? To just to make sure he got the result that he desired, Chad let out a string of muffled expletives. He watched as Joe ripped off a piece of tape. Good, it was working. Now he put on his pleading puppy dog eye look, whimpering through the bandanna. Joe leaned over him and smoothed the tape over Chad’s gagged mouth. "There, that’s much better. I like you that way, Chad."
"MMOOHHHNNNOOOO. MMMPLLEEZZZLEEMGGOO. MMWHATCHAMDOINGMTHAT?"
Chad stared as Joe pulled another bandanna out of his briefcase. Was he going to reinforce the gag? Joe lips twitched as he looked down at Chad. "Well, what do you think about that? The American jock stud has already got a hard on. I think things will be a lot more fun if you can’t see what I’m doing. Don’t you agree, Chad?"
"MMNNOOO. GGGMMUMMWOODNT. MMMOHH!!!"

Chad moaned as Joe pulled him upright and wrapped the bandanna around his eyes. Gosh, but this was hot. Chad hadn’t been blindfolded the last time! It added a whole new dimension to his situation. Now he really was helpless!! What would Joe do to him next?
"MMMPHH!" Chad grunted as Joe XXXX him onto his side. Chad was excruciatingly aware of his hard cock. Surely Joe wasn’t going to tie him up, gag him and blindfold without paying attention to him down there. Chad wiggled his hips, trying to draw Joe’s attention to the uncomfortable situation down below.

"MMAGGGHHH!! MMMEEEHHEEEHEEE! MMMNOOOO! GGMOHSTOP!" Chad moaned, and screamed, and begged through his gagged mouth as Joe attacked the soles of his feet. And then moved up to the sensitive backs of his knees. And then to the even more sensitive insides of his thighs. His fingers seemed to be everywhere.
"You like that, Chad? I’ll bet that you’ll like this part even more. How does THAT feel?"