This is a continuation of the Holiday Cheerleader series, but since the chapter numbers tend to get screwed up, I'm giving each new story a different name.
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Julie sat on a plastic crate in the family room of a house under construction, pondering her options. Both wrists were bound to a rope hanging over a wooden beam high above her. She was naked except for a small blanket thrown over her shoulders. In front of her, a large picture window allowed her a view of the nearby sidewalk and busy street.
The same picture window, of course, allowed anyone outside the house to see in. With that in mind, Julie weighed the arguments for and against standing in the window to get somebody's attention before the night got any darker and colder.
The beautiful eighteen year old girl wouldn't have been in the situation if her brother Justin and her friend Todd hadn't left her in the house after having sex with her. Yes, it had been her fantasy to have sex in 'public' with her brother. But she HADN'T planned on his turning it into a bondage fantasy as well...or that the two guys would leave her helpless in the house afterwards.
Justin said the construction crew would set her free in the morning. Yeah, right! There's a better chance the sun won't come up, Julie thought to herself.
It was getting cooler. The blanket was hardly going to be enough to keep her warm as the night wore on. What to do?!
A few minutes later, just as Julie had convinced herself that standing at the window and getting someone's attention would be her best bet, she heard the front door open. Panic overtook her, knowing that she had no defense whatsoever against the intruder. She held her breath, ready to scream.
She heard footsteps in the sawdust-filled hallway leading to the family room. A shadow in the faint light preceded the unexpected visitor. Then a figure was in the doorway.
It was a man. Julie prepared to release her scream...
And then she pulled it back. "Mr. Simmons! What are you...how did you know..."
"Hello, Julie. Imagine my surprise when I drove past a few minutes ago and one of my former students was inside this house, apparently in need of some help. I live one street over."
Tony Simmons was a history teacher at the high school Julie and Justin and Todd went to. He was somewhere around forty, ruggedly handsome and athletically built. Julie, if asked, would have to admit to several instances of fantasizing about him while alone in her bed at night.
It was only after the shock of his appearance was gone that Julie realized she was standing there with a blanket covering her shoulders and arms, but leaving her otherwise nude body fully open to his inspection. Julie turned sideways to him, holding the blanket with one bound hand against her side. That's when she noticed Tony was carrying what looked like a large, white towel.
"My stupid brother and Todd left me here. Can you get me down, please!" she pleaded.
"But you look so...cute," Tony said, approaching Julie slowly. She attempted to stay covered as much as possible under the constraints of the rope around her wrists. But she soon found that no matter how hard she tried, complete coverage of her body was not possible.
Tony realized the same thing and nonchalantly moved to a point where he could see her from the front without her being able to hide.
"Please!" Julie used the sexiest, girl-in-need voice she could muster.
"Looks to me like you could use a bathrobe," Tony said, allowing the robe in his hand to fully open as he held it to his side.
Julie's eyes widened. If she couldn't get dressed in her own clothes, the robe was the next best thing.
"I guess we'll have to let you down first," Tony said, walking behind his former student.
Julie was glad he was no longer directly in front of her, staring at her breasts and pussy as if he'd never seen a naked girl before. But then she felt the blanket being pulled off her shoulders and Julie could feel Tony's eyes on her bare back and ass.
Tony kicked the crate aside, the noise making Julie flinch with surprise. Then she heard a loud click right before she looked up to see him cutting the rope with a pocket knife.
The release of tension on her arms when the rope was sliced was one of the best feelings Julie could remember. She let her arms hang at her side and instantly felt the warmth of blood returning to her hands. Tony walked in front of her and began the process of loosening the noose around each of her wrists. Eventually, she was free.
Tony pointed to the robe beside her. "Put it on. We're going for a short walk."
Julie quickly put on the robe and tied it tightly around her waist. "What about my clothes?"
"Bring them with you. C'mon." Tony headed for the back door of the house while Julie hastily picked up her clothes and ran to catch up with him. "We'll cut through the yards. I'm right over there."
Tony pointed to a large house a couple of houses away. Julie had no choice but to walk out into the late evening gloom and tag along with the man who set her free. The robe was short, barely reaching the top of her knees, and the cool air could be felt on every inch of her body. But it beat hanging from ropes in an empty house.
Luckily, the sod was down in Todd's new back yard and Julie's bare feet got a break. A few minutes later Julie and Tony were approaching his back door, Julie still apprehensive about the neighbors and what they might have seen. But Tony seemed unconcerned and, with a slight smile, opened the door to let Julie in.
She eagerly entered the house and stood to the side while Tony locked the back door behind them.
"Come on in," Tony said as if Julie was an expected guest at a party.
She followed him through a couple rooms and down a long hallway, admiring the artwork and expensive furnishings the best she could at their swift pace. Tony led her into a spacious living area filled with long couches, tables and bookshelves. Nearly everything in the room was fancier than anything she'd experienced in the past. Only for a second did she have time to wonder how a high school teacher could afford it.
Then Tony said, "Lay your clothes over there."
He pointed to a high-backed chair in the corner. Julie put the clothes down and turned to face him for more 'instructions.' She felt totally helpless again despite being in better surroundings.
"Have a seat," Tony said. Julie picked out the couch closest to her and plopped down, tugging at the robe to cover as much of her thighs as possible. "I'll be right back."
Julie watched Tony walk out before letting her eyes do an inventory of the room. Nothing seemed out of place and it struck Julie that, apparently, no kids had ever been in this room. The books were mostly history related, with a few classic novels thrown in.
She was tempted to throw on her clothes...at least her panties...but found herself unable to do it. Perhaps it was the fact Tony had been her teacher once that caused his power over her to remain.
