Call Samantha Back and Rush Over.

I quickly called her as I got up and headed for my door. A second later she answered thankfully. “Hey.”

“Hey. Are you okay.” I asked as I stopped at the door.

“Yeah sort of. Where are you?”

“In my room coming to you.” I said.

“You still have those handcuffs?” She asked throwing me for a surprise.

“Yes why?” I made a face. I was pretty sure she was alone.

“I sort of handcuffed myself. Long story. I will tell you when you get here but I need the keys.”

“You are not handcuffed to the bed are you?” I said trying not to laugh as that is where my mind went.

“No.” She replied. “Just get over here please and save my ass.”

“Okay. I will be right there.” I hung up the phone and went to the dresser and grabbed the handcuffs and opened the box pulling out the keys sticking them in my pocket. I closed my door and went over to her room and knocked. I herd her fumble with the door and then the lock turned.

“Come in.” She replied. I entered to find her dressed in what looked like black latex swimsuit or body suit that hugged her body torso and pelvis. The lights were out but they reflected the dim glow of the red LED light strands strewn across the floor in a circle. Her camera was nearby on a tripod low to the ground.

“What are you wearing?” I asked taking in the curves of her figure. It hugged her body tightly covering her nakedness but leaving little to the imagination as tight as it was.

“Latex swimwear. I was shooting pictures. Unfortunately I am sort of stuck.” She turned around to show the handcuffs behind her back. I couldn't help but smile at her perfect ass. She had just the right amount of firmness and plumpness as it jiggled when she turned and flexed when she stopped.

“You loose the key?” I shook my head trying not to smile.

“No. It broke off in the lock when I tried to uncuff them and I don't know where the spare is to undo the other side.” She huffed blowing air from her face.

“They don't have safety locks?” I dug the keys from my pocket and flipped on the overhead as she closed her eyes at the sudden burst of light.

“No they are a real pair not some cheap imitation.” She smirked.

“She says as the key breaks off.” I teased

“Fuck you.” She flipped me off with both hands. “Do you think the key from the set you got will open them?”

“Maybe.” I sighed and looked for the key hole trying not to look at her ass which as impossible.

“Good. I am not calling the police department to come unlock me. They will send a fucking ladder crew and a fire truck my luck.” She shook her head.

“You would put the locks on the underside.” I rolled my eyes as I could not see the keyholes on the side facing up meaning they were on the side closer to her ass.

“So I could unlock them.” She said and laughed as she glanced back and saw me blush. “Need me to lay face down on the bed tiger?”

“No.” I smirked and shook my head. “So what were you shooting?” I said as I got down on my knees admiring the way the swimsuit hugged her ass cheeks that stuck out either side. I wasn't sure if I wanted to spank it or bite her ass more. Maybe both.

“Really. You want to have small talk now?” She glanced back as she shifted flexing her ass as she moved one leg out to the side.

“I am trying to distract myself.” I shook my head.

“I would think my ass would be distracting enough Tiger.” She leaned forward some sticking her ass out a tad and gave it a little shake from side to side.

“That is what I am trying to distract myself from. Stop that.” I replied. I would spank her if I didn't think she would **** me after I got them off.

“I was getting shots of the rope light reflecting off of the latex?”

“Bet that looked nice.” I shook my head and grabbed the cuffs holding her still as I peeked underneath to find the holes but all I saw was her ass which also looked good.

“Extremely.” She replied.

“And the handcuffs?”

“Sort of a close up shot of the dim light reflecting off of the metal or that was the plan. I couldn't really get the shot I wanted behind my back.” She said moving her hands slightly as she talked making things tricky.

“So what is the tattoo?” I said as I looked at the backside of her right thigh.

“A dragon. You can see it better from the side but I guess you weren't looking at my legs when you came in.” She joked. I shook my head at her.

“Goth girl with the dragon tattoo? A little cliché don't you think?”

“Fuck you.” She flipped me off with both fingers. “It's a temporary and will wear off in a week or two.”

“There.” I said undoing one side.

“Thanks.” She smiled as she pulled her hands around the front and rubbed one wrist as she turned toward me and all I saw was the outline of her camel-toe. I stood back up and smiled.

“How did you text me anyways?” Wondering how she texted me with her hands behind her back. Granted it was only three numbers but even that had to be hard.

“With my feet. Trust me it wasn't easy. I would have called but I wasn't sure you would answer after I was a bitch to Alice. I figured you be mad.” Sam frowned and held out her hand for me to give her the key.

“A little but I get it. I was mad for a time at her too but I got over it. I just had to see things from her point of view. She was scared I would pick her over going to school here and then resent her for it.” I shrugged as I stood up.

“Still. I wouldn't have let you go if I was her. I have lost enough in my life so when I see someone throw away something like you two had it pisses me off. Not that it was any of my business.”

“Maybe. I am sure I could have fought harder for us but I was worried it would make things worst.” I shook my head.

“Your to fucking nice for your own good tiger. Fuck I can't get this.” She said giving up on unlocking her wrist and handing me the key.

I took her arm in hand and tried for a second but the key wouldn't go in the hole. “The broken key is still wedged in there.” She had apparently snapped it when trying to uncuff herself behind her back making me wonder who well worn the cuffs were.

“Of course it is.” Sam smirked.

“You got a bobby pin or zip ties.” I asked as I would not be surprised if she had the second ones.

“How are you going to pick it with the key in the hole?” She smirked.

“I am not exactly.” I shook my head.

“Top drawer behind you.” Sam pointed. I turned and opened the drawer to see an odd collection of bra panties, and stockings, along with a dildo, vibrator, and a butt plug. “Don't mind the sex toys Tiger.” She said. I could almost hear her smiling knowing full well I would be surprised by what I would find.

“Kind of hard not to.” I said looking for the box of bobby pins.

“It keeps my roommate out of my shit.”

I found the pins in the back and grabbing one. “You stash money in the vibrator?”

“I might now that you gave me the idea. One place she never look.” Sam grinned as I closed the door and turned around to face her. I grabbed the chair bringing it to the bed and she sat down on the bed holding out her wrist. “So what are you doing exactly?” She held out her arm letting the other cuff dangle

“See the ratchet teeth on the cuff?” I pointed to the loose one.

“Yeah.”

“So the lock bar has teeth like it that move up and down on the inside that lets the teeth move forward but not back. When you use the key it lowers the lock bar and allows the teeth to go back the way they came. I am trying to slid this in between the teeth and the lock bar and push the bar down manually.” I said as I straightened the bobby pin out.

“Do this often?”

“Oh yes. Last spring break down in Mexico me and some friends were caught coming back from Cancun by the Mexican police smuggling **** across the border.” I joked.

“To bad you escaped. You make someone a nice bitch gringo as cute as you are.” Sam teased.

“So how did you get into photography?” I asked as I slid the my little makeshift pick in the groove.

“If you must know my therapist gave me a camera and told me to take pictures of how I saw the world when I was fourteen. She thought I would like it.”

“Sorry.” I said not realizing she had been in therapy at some point.

“It is fine. Not like I was suicidal or anything. Besides you may as well take advantage of me while you have me in a compromising position and I am your prisoner. It could be your only chance.” She joked.

“Then why were you there?”

“I am a child of the system. No father to speak of and my mother who I hardly remember was anything but a mother. I was nine when I was put in foster care and moved form one family to another until I aged out of the system last year.” She shrugged. Now the whole not relying on people made sense. Sam had been let down by the people who should have been there the most in the world and sent from one home to the next. Hell I would need therapy to maybe.

“So how did you end up here then?” I said wondering how she went from orphan to college student.

“My last foster family were okay people and encouraged me to pursue photography. Helped me get a scholarship for troubled youth.” She smirked at the words troubled youth. “I wouldn't call them my family but they were as close as I let anyone get to it and cared which is more then most people I meet in my life do.”

“Can I ask. You and Julie? I saw you at the party with her and Alice.”Sam looked up me changing the subject.

“That is just as complicated. Her high school sweetheart cheated on her and Julie hasn't been with another guy since. I think she likes me but she isn't in a hurry to trust someone again and risk getting hurt. Alice came to basically assure her that I was worth the risk and to give me her blessing.” I sighed and felt the latch press down then the cuff slid back as I pulled. “There. You are free.”

“Thank you.” She pulled off the cuff and rubbed her wrist.

“If you want the other cuffs I will gladly give them to you but I have to ask that you do this with someone if you are going to handcuff yourself and stuff. I may not be home next time and I don't want you getting hurt Sam.” I gave her a look.

“Very well tiger. You just volunteered.” Sam stood up and picked up the rope light off of the ground coiling it up as she unplugged it. Her ass sticking out behind her before she stood back up.

“What?” I looked at her.

“You promised to tie me up didn't you?” Sam held up the rope light.

“I was joking, I am not into the whole bondage sex thing?” I shook my head and laughed. Alice got off on it a little but we only played around with it.

“Nether am I. This isn't about sex for me Tiger but art. Plus it is about putting myself in a **** position and trusting someone else which I do not do often. I don't have a lot of what I would call friends and none of them I could trust to bandage my tit or come uncuff my ass in the middle of the night and most of them are girls. There is only one guy who I can trust to do this here and that is you.” Sam shrugged as she pointed to me. “Besides it would be good for you as well.”

“How is that?” I gave her a look.

“You need to learn how to be the one in control Tiger. If you leave that is your choice. If you stay and tie me up you will still be the one in control since even though it is something I want I will be at your mercy.” Sam dropped the rope light in my hand. “It's your call Jake.”