Part VII

Despite the tempting offer by the two southern gentlemen, Chandrah's mind wrestled with other wicked thoughts. She delighted in exacting her own sweet revenge, that of seeing Boots passively submit to Lance and Kevin. The thought of her spitfire friend being exhausted and incoherent was almost more tantalizing than being able to watch the scenario play out. With the delicious plan formulated in her head, she enlisted the help of her inexhaustible companions.

Summoning unknown acting talents, she coquettishly smiled at them. Damn, she was good! They were like putty in her hands when she meekly pronounced, in her best Jersey girl becomes southern belle voice: "You know what boys, I'd love to smack her silly but I don't think I'm any match for her." If Chan commenced batting her eyes she couldn't have been more effective.

"Aww baby," Kevin drawled, "you're raght. She is one badass chick. Lance and Ah can fix her real good." He trailed a finger along her tremulous lips. His smouldering green eyes taking in every detail of her face. She looked so lethargic and peaceful leaning into Lance's protective hold. Yes indeed, the lovely Chandrah had the look of a well-fucked woman. And that she was. She would be no match for Boots. Not yet anyway.

"Would you? I mean... Boots is such a... well, you know..." Chan shuddered for effect. "I think you might have to tie her down if you want to be safe."

Lance grinned slowly at Kevin. This definitely piqued his interest. Kevin might have to lie across her while he tied her wrists but it would be worth the fight. He had plans for that big mouth of hers too.

As if Kevin read his mind, he warned Lance, "Ah bet she'd bite it."

"Hehehehehe, you probably raght. Maybe ah'll rethink that one."

Chan's face lit up with childlike glee. "If we turned off all the lights, she'd walk into total darkness. You'd have the element of surprise of your side too."

Lance lifted up her chin and drank in the look of breathless anticipation there. He kissed her partially open lips tenderly and smiled at the sigh that escaped them.

"We aim to please babe. Ah like the way you think."

As difficult as it was for Chandrah to extricate herself from their joint embrace, she did. She scurried to put on the robe and gathered the notes that Boots took. She would have to hurry to get the scarves for Boots' confinement. Even now, she giggled at her own temerity for packing them, but grateful for her Boy Scout mentality.

Kevin followed her to the door, flicking off the switch to turn off the lights. The room was shrouded in a blanket of darkness, only the light from the hall allowed her to see the glint of mischief in the shimmering depths of his bluegrass green eyes.

"I'll be right back."

As the door closed behind her, she could hear Boots' outraged shouts. "What the fuck? You dumb pricks are gonna be so sorry... Son of a bitch, that hurts."

Chandrah chuckled to herself as she reached the door of her own room. She was pleased with her diabolical planning. Damn, she WAS good.

Plucking the key card from her pocket, she promptly entered the room.

Lee was not who or what she wanted to see right then. Fucking harem. They were everywhere.

"What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Not exactly the welcome wagon, are you Chan?"

"It's nothin' personal but my schedule's shot to shit, I never know whose gonna be here, and to be honest, I don't have time for a chat with you either."

"Gee, that's too bad cause I've got a surprise for you."

"Oh not again," she groaned. "I've had about enough surprises today to last me a lifetime. Save it for later."

With that, Chan opened the closet door to find the stash of sex shop goodies she'd recently bought: scarves to bind, massage lotions that enhanced the senses and various other items of erotica. Feeling unkempt, she removed her robe and pulled out a pair of Capri's and a tee-shirt to wear. She was way past modesty now and strutted to the bathroom to freshen up. Lee silently watched her, an undetected smirk played at the corners of her mouth.

"What took you so long, sweetheart. We've been waiting for you. You're about to Fricked and Fracked."

"No, Goddamn it," Chandrah yelled at the two naked blonde fools. "I have plans and a schedule. Doesn't..."

"Hey Frick, did she just say no?"

"Yes she did, Frack."

"You know what Frick? That just turns me on even more. How about you?"

Chandrah looked at them, incredulous that she should be listening to such canned dialogue. "I was saying, doesn't anybody respect..." she continued.

"She wants respect, man. Wait till she sees how we respect her body."

"This is fucking ridiculous," Chandrah exclaimed. There were three people in the crowded area, and two of them were uninvited. "Get out!"

"I guess she didn't like our surprise," Nick lamented as he and Brian left the confines of the small hotel bathroom.

Chan gave her hair a cursory brushing, rinsed out her mouth and washed up quickly. She shook with laughter at the prospect of being Fricked and Fracked. What the hell was that, she thought? Idiots. Gorgeous idiots. Gorgeous naked idiots. Those two should really stay nude. Clothes didn't do them justice. She would probably regret kicking out BSB's golden boys.

Or not...

They were waiting for her, unperturbed by her initial rejection. Lee sat across the room, in much the same way as all the research assistants had done. Her notebook sat precariously on her lap as she lifted the bag of goodies that Chan had gathered to take to Boots' room.

"Look boys, party favours!"

Nick looked in the bag. His sky blue eyes sparkled with pleasure at the contents. "For me? Aww, you shouldn't have, Chan, but I'm sure glad you did." He extracted the colourful silk scarves and waved them at Brian for inspection.

Taking his cue, Brian pulled Chandrah with him towards the already rumpled bed. He held her face in his hands, his piercing azure gaze melting her resolve as his lips captured hers. The soft teasing kiss deepened to an urgent exploration of her mouth. Her mind registered long fingers caressing her hips, working their way around the front to undo the clasp of her pants.

Snap.

Hands continued the fingers' course of action, pushing the snug fitting pants down her thighs while massaging the tightening leg muscles. Nick could feel her excitement build as her body tensed. Her breathing was already coming out in gasps. Brian climbed onto the bed, drawing Chandrah with him. He pushed her back against the pillows, hovering above her as he methodically positioned each of her arms for Nick to tie. His erection pushed hard against her stomach and she lifted her hips in response.

"Please?" she begged but her request remained unanswered.

While Nick tied her legs to each corner, Brian continued his torment of her. His lips moved slowly and methodically down from her neck, along her shoulders and to the inside of her elbow. He placed mini kisses at her wrists, stopping only occasionally to register her reaction. She writhed against him, wanting him to touch her most intimate spots. She was on the precipice of an orgasm and he knew it.

Brian moved away from her, expecting Nick to take over where he had left off. He watched Nick open the flavoured massage oil, imagining its warm, luxurious film being applied to Chandrah's quivering body. Instead Nick looked at him, a question in his eyes. Nick wanted to taste him first. He'd watched Brian's athletic body move above hers, taunting him with its lithe strength.

Their own sexual relationship was still new, still insatiable, still discovering. It provided both Chandrah and Lee a show of love and lust that neither would forget soon, and one so precariously close to Chan that she could die from wanting to share it. Lee sat unmoving, her pen frozen in her hand, incapable of forming the words to describe what she'd witnessed. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, unable to smother the fire that raged from within.

The two lovers seemed oblivious to their surroundings, but as if they shared the same mind, they turned to face Chandrah once more.

"Nick, I think we should blindfold her," Brian whispered in the dark.

"No..." Chandrah responded in a barely audible whimper. They paid no attention to her pleas as Nick fastened a scarf around her face. Her awareness of their touch was heightened by sensory deprivation. A nibble here, a lick there, the tugging and suckling at her breasts bringing her to a height where they'd last left off. She felt long fingers and a demanding mouth stirring a tempestuous storm.

"Hey baby, you having a good time?" AJ's deep, husky voice echoed in her ears. She turned her head in his direction, briefly distracted from the pleasures that her body was experiencing. She wanted to call out to him but began feeling the onslaught of orgasmic tremors wrack her body.

AJ spoke again. "You love that, don't you baby?" He kept murmuring in her ear, describing the actions of her lovers as she felt the harsh rhythmic thrusts and the gentle touches of the two men; the torment of her confinement catapulting her to a higher plane of ecstasy.

"Aje... uhhh... AJE... AAJJEE... " A scream tore from her lips while her body vibrated with wave after wave of sensation. "Oh my God, AJ!"

"Hey, what about us? We did all the work?"

"You also had all the fun," stated AJ. He reached behind her head to unfasten the blindfold, and bent his head to lightly kiss her soft warm mouth.

Nick and Brian took turns untying the scarves. They were still smiling and flirting with one another. It was obvious their tryst would continue elsewhere. Chan rubbed her wrists, grimacing at the marks left from her constant tugging. She peered up at AJ who had climbed into bed next to her. She felt at peace lying against his chest, listening to the slow steady beat of his heart.

"When did you get here?"

"It was part of the plan. Good thing I had a room key too. Lee hasn't budged once, I don't think, not even to open the door for me."

Chan laughed, looked over at Lee whose glazed eyes followed the two blondes into the bathroom.

"Lee?"

No response.

"Lee?"

Still no response.

"Lee?" The other woman finally lifted her head to acknowledge Chan. Her shell-shocked expression fading into a lurid grin.

"Goddamn! You wouldn't happen to know where Howie's room is, would you? I have my own research I'd like to conduct."

AJ roared. "Yeah, I just bet you do."

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