More fun and games

Katie stayed low, with her back pressed against the wall, as she shuffled around the side of the house.

She didn't know where Luke was, and she didn't want to risk a misplaced glance through a window catching sight of a bare shoulder...or something far worse.

The nude girl knew she couldn't stay close to the house. Hiding in a bush until Luke had cleared out would be the safest option.

Taking a deep breath, Katie held tightly onto her chest and sprinted across the lawn, the damp grass slapping against her bare feet.

When she was almost equidistant between the house and her hiding place, however, she was blasted by a stream of cold water. Screaming in shock, it took Katie a few seconds to realise that the water was coming from the sprinkler system, which had suddenly been turned on.

Throwing her arms back across her body and turning to face the house, Katie saw through her sodden hair her step-brother grinning wickedly at her from the open back door.

"Victor!" Katie screamed, forgetting her previous rule of staying as quiet as possible as she sprinted back up to the house, seeing a way back inside.

Running around the garden had just about dried her off from the shower, but she was now completely soaked again thanks to the sprinklers.

The bright lights of the kitchen were getting closer. Katie couldn't wait to be in the safe, warm house again. As much as she couldn't wait to KILL Victor for this, Katie quickly mapped out what she was going to do; get inside, go to the laundry room, and throw on as many layers as possible.

Her bare feet passed from the soft grass onto the rough wood of the porch, but just as the heat from the house began to touch her cold body, the door was slammed closed and locked.

"Too slow, Katie!" Victor taunted and the naked girl was **** to take evasive action to stop herself slamming into the now barred entryway. "Maybe you should wear running shoes next time!"

"Maybe you shouldn't lock me outside freaking naked!" Katie retorted, frantically yanking on the door handle and praying that it would give way.

"Anyway, I'm getting pretty tired now," Victor declared, faking a yawn. "I think I'll go to bed now. See you tomorrow!"

"Victor, wait!" Katie cried before he could depart. "I admit it, great prank, you win. You've had your fun, now please let me in! Please, I HATE this, I'm so cold! I'll do anything you want; extra portions, I'll do all your homework, just PLEASE, open the door!"

Katie looked imploringly up at him. They both realised that for the first time in his life, Victor had complete power over her. Outside in the cold without so much as a scrap of cloth on her body, dripping with water and exhausted, her only hope of salvation was from the boy she'd berated and argued with for years.

The only question was: would Victor let her inside?