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Chapter 8 by Delta77 Delta77

What does she say

Nothing.

She wanted to say something. To thank him but she couldn’t, so instead she just looked at him.

Now that he was sitting closer she could see him a bit better. He reminded her a bit of a wild animal. His hair was wild, his face bruised and she could already see some swellings. But what she noticed most of all was where he was looking: straight ahead. It was the first time since she was a child that a boy wasn’t at least peeking at her chest.

It was then that he turned to face her and she realised she had been staring at him. And again she noticed his eyes didn’t wander down to her exposed chest.

Even still she felt ****, the fact that she was still tied up didn’t help and so she turned her back to him.

“Ah, sorry” he groaned. “Let me see what I can do against those ropes”

She felt him fiddling with the ropes around her hands again. They sat like that for a few minutes. Her naked back towards him while he tried to release the ropes. Until eventually she broke the silence with a soft

“Thank you”

She felt the fiddling on her hands stop for a moment before they continued.

“Don’t worry about it”

“But you got hurt because of me”

He gave a short chuckle interupted by a short “ow. Ribs”

“Really, don’t worry about it. There were many better ways to go about that that would not result in me getting hurt. I’ve just been watching to much anime and thought I could be some sort of hero. It comes with the name really. Speaking of names, whats yours?”

“Vanessa. My name is Vanessa”

“I would say nice to meet you. But the situation is anything but nice. So i’ll just say my name is Hiro”

There was another moment of silence only broken by the occasional swear from Hiro. As he focused on the ropes. She could feel them getting looser but she wasn’t getting out yet.

“Did you know those people?” She asked.

He let out a deep sigh “I wish I didn’t. but they’re hard to ignore. The girl’s name was patricia. She’s part of my class and the director’s only daughter. To say she’s a spoiled brat would be an understatement. She basically does whatever she wants in the school. The teacher rarely if ever punish her and the students don’t want to risk the rage of her father for fear of getting expelled. As for those 2 flies that follow her around like the piece of shit she is: they are 2 of many and they’re basically her little insecure private army. They do whatever she tells them in hopes of either getting in the good graces of her dad, or getting in her pants”

“But you still helped me”

“Much to late. Besides, it was an old promise”

She looked at him over her shoulder “old promise?”

“Its a long story”

She faced forward again.

“Well.... i’m not going anywhere. Unless you don’t want to tell it of course”

The last thing she wanted was to scare away her saviour.

“Nah, its probably fine for you to hear it. Just don’t spread it oke? Its not my story to tell anyway”

She gave a slow nod “I promise I won’t tell it further”

“Thank you” he said “its a story about an old friend of mine who used to be in this school. Same class as me and patricia. And she was....”

“She was?”

“I’m sorry... she was well endowed, simmilar to yourself”

Was this the first time he noticed? She wondered as he quickly moved on.

“This made Patricia quite jealous. Since patricia has got a personality that would make snakes think twice she uses her physical feautures as an alternative to attract her flies. So she pulled a simmilar stunt to what they did with you as a resu- YES!”

His story was interrupted by his shout of joy as Vanessa suddenly felt her hands were free. There was still a rope above her elbows but it was a big improvement to her freedom.

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“You won do”

“I didn’t win. I would lose against one of them, let alone 2. But they are both cowards who had nothing to fight for once patricia wasn’t looking.

“Here, just take my shirt. I’m not sure if it will fit but its better than nothing. You can just give it back later..... or don’t, if you’d rather forget about all this. I could use a new one anyway”

“If you ever need any help, especially involving those 3 call my number. I’ll come over as soon as I can.”

With that, Vanessa watched her savior walk away, leaving her alone and topless, clutching onto his shirt.

What does Vanessa do?

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