"Hey! You! Muscleboy!" Yasmin screamed at Harvey. "Help!"
Harvey was Tanya McVan's bodyguard. He was born with a condition where he had two muscles for every one most people had, and his health is maintained by her personal scientist, Elizabeth. At 6 ft 3 and well over 300 lbs, he was the classic immovable object.
"Nah ladies. I done got word from Tanya..." here he held up his security pager, grinning. "And she says that you, Rochell, oughta know the rules by now, and you, Yasmin, gotta learn sometime and this done be a good way. All I gots to do is watch."
"All RIGHT!" Tiffany Armstrong (the leader of the sorority girls) had overheard. She pulled off her T-shirt and threw it overhead, then took her bra off. "Missy, tie the black girls' wrists with this. Blaize, gimme yours so we can get the fit one."
Rochell was forced face first to the ground. Her arms were twisted behind her back and the sister named Missy, a short but very voluptuous brunette, quickly tied them. Blaize, who was tall, blonde, fit and probably the second best looking of them behind Tiffany, happily took off her T-shirt and wrapped it around Yasmin's eyes. Yasmin, though, was still thrashing.
"Here, I got this." Didi was a platinum blonde with plump pink lips who looked like a pornstar, which she actually was. But she was also a yellow belt in ju-jitsu, and was already dabbling in the mixed fighting and domination genre. She got a front facelock on Yasmin and tightened it until Yasmin started coughing and quit thrashing around.
Harve signaled them. "Right then, yous can follow me. Tanya McVan says yous get a lockaroom for yer use, an the only condition is that I watch, an if yer damage the goods, I's can take it out on yer hides."
"Promise...?" Tiffany said, licking her lips. "You're the guy with two muscles, right? Does that apply to, like, all of you?"
"None of that now, babe. Not out here, anyway."
Harvey lead the way, easily clearing a path. Didi pushed Yasmin in front of her while Blaize lead Rochell by the hair. The rest of the sisters followed in a gaggle, Tiffany bringing up the rear. |