Set-Up
By A.J. Brown
A guy arm-wrestles a hot girl and then she introduces him to her even hotter but mysterious friend


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Frustration was probably the strongest feeling James had as Kristine pushed
down his arm. He looked across the small table at her. She had that long,
straight, blond hair and that very prominent face. She had a great smile but
she looked focused as she pushed his arm down more.

She wore a pink short-sleeved shirt and the sleeves on them were quite short.
Her arms looked long and lean. But she had flexed her bicep for him and it did
look rather big for a slim girl's - it felt even harder. When she challenged
him to arm-wrestle he thought it was just going to be a joke.

But now there he was at a bar that wasn't packed or anything but there were
quite a few people there and this 26-year-old girl was beating him in
arm-wrestling. He was 28 so it wasn't like she was a whole lot older than he
was but the fact that she was younger at all made the already embarrassing
situation that much worse.

He pushed harder and no matter what he did wasn't enough. He could feel the
pain right in his bicep as it wasn't able to match the strength of hers. She
pushed his arm down close to halfway. Why didn't he ever work out? Well he
knew why he didn't - he was a tall, thin guy standing at 6 feet tall and
weighing only a little over 160 pounds.

He didn't gain weight from eating but he didn't put on much muscle when he
worked out either. He'd watch all of the other guys around him lifting weights
and getting bigger so he wondered why he should even waste his time since they
were all bigger and stronger anyway.

But now he wished that he did. He liked Kristine and thought she was a nice
girl but she was very intelligent and sometimes acted like she was smarter
than he was which he didn't like. Being overpowered by her was just one more
thing that she'd have on him now.

She pushed his arm down more than halfway and the further down she pushed it
the more that it seemed real that he was going to lose. He looked at her face,
hair, and body. She was truly beautiful, and she could have easily been a
model, which he guessed that she would have been if she wasn't making great
money as an accountant for a big marketing firm.

And standing next to her was her boyfriend Roy. James liked Roy and he was his
friend - that's how James met Kristine. But he still didn't understand how he
was single and Roy could get a girl like Kristine. She was about 5'8 and Roy
was only 5'6. He was also overweight. It blew his mind that girls like
Kristine would date guys like Roy yet he remained single.

These were all things that added to his frustration as he felt her push his
arm down more and he couldn't stop her. The look on her face didn't even look
arrogant but the fact that she was pushing an older guy's arm down and not
even looking surprised seemed arrogant to him. He fought his best to stop her
but his greatest fight wasn't enough as she pushed his hand to the table.
Feeling his knuckles touch the table and knowing that meant he lost made him
feel like such a wimp. He looked at her beautiful face and he wanted to say
something mean.

"Good match" she said.

She held out her hand for him to shake and even though he still thought she
looked arrogant, he had to respect that she would at least shake his hand
afterwards. He shook her hand and she had a strong grip for someone with such
soft feminine hands. He still couldn't believe that he lost.

"I'll be right back," he said. "Going to go get a drink."

He walked up to the bar to get himself a beer and he took a big swig of it
once the bartender gave it to him. He felt like such a pussy losing to a girl
and he didn't like that Kristine was able to make him feel that way. He then
ordered a shot of Jack Daniels to try to forget about it and once he put that
down he loosened up a bit. He walked back over to Kristine and Roy who were
now standing up, looking in the direction of the stage where a band was about
to play.

"Damn, my arm hurts a bit from that," he said to her and it definitely wasn't
something he would have said if he hadn't just done a shot of booze. "Does
yours too?"

"Nope" she said.

She didn't seem like she was trying to rub it in or anything when she said it
but just the fact that she said it without any hesitation irritated him. She
could have just humored him and said that her arm was hurting a little at
least so she didn't make him look like such a wimp. It made him feel kind of
awkward and Roy actually looked like he felt a little uncomfortable too.
Kristine looked as comfortable and confident as could be.

Once the music started to play and the beer started going down quicker, James
started to relax and forget about the arm-wrestling match. He was enjoying the
music and figured he wouldn't let silly things bother him. Kristine and Roy
were just talking to each other for a bit but they included James in the
conversation and they were all getting along well.

"So can we hook up James with Lynn or what?" Roy said to Kristine after they
had been talking for a while.

"Yeah, we definitely gotta do that," Kristine said. "If you're interested
anyway, James."

James had remembered Roy mentioning that to him once - Lynn was a friend of
Kristine's that Roy had told her was really hot and he wanted to hook them up.
He had forgotten about it but was glad Roy brought it up. He also liked that
Kristine approved which meant she must have liked him. It made him feel bad
about thinking she was arrogant.

"Yeah, hey I'd like to meet her" James said trying not to sound too eager.
"Roy said she's pretty good looking, right?"

"I'm surprised that's all he said" Kristine said with a laugh and she jokingly
hit her boyfriend.

"That's not all I said," Roy said with a smile. "I said she's hot."

"That's what I figured," Kristine said. "He's always talking about how hot he
thinks she is. Tells me all of the time she's clearly the second hottest girl
he's ever seen besides me. I suppose that's the safe thing for him to say. I
can't argue with him though, she's definitely my best looking friend. She even
got an offer to pose in Playboy but she turned it down. Her body is that
great."

James could feel himself getting excited as Kristine spoke. He thought
Kristine was arrogant but she was definitely hot and if Lynn was even hotter
he definitely wanted to meet her. He took it with a grain of salt when Roy
said it, but he knew how girls were always trying to compete with each other
so if Kristine was saying that about her friend he believed it.

"And she's pretty cool too, right?" James said.

"Wouldn't be my friend if she wasn't," Kristine said. "Same age as me too."

"Only weird thing though," Roy said. "We tried hooking her up with two other
guys I was friends with. Both times they guys just kind of disappeared after
that. First guy didn't take any of my calls or anything about it. Second guy
actually flat out moved out of town. I mean they weren't my close friends or
anything so who knows, but it was pretty weird that it happened twice."

"OK, now you're just fuck ... messing with me" James said, correcting himself
so he didn't swear in front of Kristine.

"No, he's serious," Kristine said not seeming to care about his slip up. "I
asked her about it and she said the dates went fine. Said the guys were real
intimidated by her and seemed nervous throughout but that the dates went fine
besides that. Maybe they just didn't feel good enough for her or something and
they were too embarrassed to face Roy after that. So just relax when you meet
her, OK? Ha-ha."

"And don't just disappear on me forever after the date either, bro" Roy joked.

"Yeah, I think I'll be good" James said back and he took a swig of his drink.

"Sweet," Roy said. "Let's do this!"

Their night ended and James was feeling good. Roy and Kristine seemed
confident about hooking him up with their hot friend and he was excited to
meet her. The older he got the harder it was for him to meet good looking
women so hearing that he was going to be set up with one was something to look
forward to.

But the excitement of that had made him forget about losing to Kristine in
arm-wrestling and that put a bit of a dent in his enthusiasm. It shouldn't
have mattered but it did. He was a guy and losing to a chick in arm-wrestling
was just a major bruise to his ego. It killed any confident that he had
thinking about what a wimp he was.

He didn't want to keep thinking about it but he couldn't stop. He kept going
over the event in his head. He thought about the look on her face as she
brought his arm down and how feminine and sure of herself she looked. He
thought about the pain that he felt in his bicep as she brought down his arm
and how he wasn't able to stop her no matter how hard he tried. He thought
about how much of a wimp he must have looked like to anyone that was watching.
He tried to tell himself that Roy and Kristine didn't seem to care so no one
else did either, but he wasn't buying it.

But time passed and a few days later when Roy got in touch with him and told
him that Lynn was interested in meeting him he got excited again. They planned
on meeting up that Friday night at a bar to have some drinks and hang out. Roy
told James that Lynn sounded really interested which increased his excitement
level.

Friday night came and Roy and James were standing at the bar talking to each
other. Lynn was getting dropped off by one of her friends so Kristine had
walked over to the entrance to meet her. James figured it was good news that
either Roy and Kristine were going to be driving her home or he was - he hoped
that it would be the latter.

"There they are" Roy said.

James looked over to see Kristine walking towards them confidently. She was
extremely attractive and it looked like she was wearing heels which made her
stand out. But as hot as she was the girl walking next to her, that was
obviously Lynn, looked even hotter. She might have been a bit too hot for
James and for the first time since this blind double date was brought up, he
felt nervous as opposed to excited.

Lynn looked to only be about 5'3 or 5'4 and since Kristine had the high heels
on she looked quite a bit taller than Lynn. Lynn had long, beautiful brown
hair. Although her nose looked a tad crooked, her face was beautiful, and she
was far prettier than anyone else he had ever dated.

She wore a black, thin, long-sleeved shirt that had a few buttons on the top.
The top two buttons were undone and for a short, petite girl that couldn't
have weighed more than 120 pounds, she looked like she had big boobs. She was
the hottest girl in that bar and she obviously knew it based on the confidence
that she walked with. She had tight, dark blue jeans on and as she moved
closer he could tell that she had amazing legs and amazing legs. It didn't
surprise him for a second that she got an offer to pose in Playboy.

"James, this is Lynn" Kristine said as the girls approached him. Lynn made
brief eye-contact with James but was looking around like she wasn't too
interested in him.

"Nice to meet you" he said to her. He held out his hand for her to shake. She
accepted but it was a very weak, unenthusiastic handshake. Her hand felt soft
and girly. She didn't say anything back.

"Yup, this is my best friend" Kristine said.

"Lucky for you," James said to Lynn trying to lead off with a joke. "She took
me down in arm-wrestling the other day - she's a strong girl. Don't gotta
worry about any trouble while you're with her."

He couldn't believe he said that and he immediately felt foolish when he did.
There he was meeting a hot girl for the first time and the first thing he
tells her is how he got beat by another girl in arm-wrestling. It definitely
wasn't the first thing he wanted her to know about him but there was no taking
it back now. He didn't know why he said it. It was almost like Kristine had
gotten in his head when she had beaten him and he immediately had to make
light of it to make it not seem as bad - even if it hadn't been brought up. He
still couldn't believe that he lost.

"No, she could beat me up," Kristine said and Lynn just had an arrogant smirk
on her pretty face. "My arms are strong but her legs are a lot stronger than
mine are."

Kristine was just talking like it wasn't a big deal that she had beaten him in
arm-wrestling but her words still added to his embarrassment. Everyone there
knew that Kristine was stronger than he was and then she went ahead and flat
out admitted that the smaller Lynn could beat her up. It just made James feel
that much weaker.

"Let me feel your leg muscle, girl," Kristine said. Lynn proudly held out her
leg and flexed her quad. Kristine felt it. "Damn."

Lynn pulled her leg back and now James suddenly didn't feel very confident
about striking up a conversation with her. Not only was she way hotter than
any girl he had ever been out with but now the normally arrogant Kristine was
acting like Lynn was much stronger than her too.

It didn't seem to matter much anyway as Lynn showed little interest in James.
Kristine and Roy were doing most of the talking. James would chime in
occasionally but Lynn seemed disinterested in what they were talking about.
She was looking around a lot like she was looking for something more
interesting and would only respond briefly when Kristine would address her
specifically.

James was glad that Kristine and Roy were there and it wasn't just a date with
him and Lynn. He didn't feel comfortable striking up any conversation with
her. She was on her phone texting a lot and she was constantly walking off. A
couple of times he saw her talking with other groups of people which made him
think she'd rather be there with them and that she didn't want to be hanging
out with him, Roy, and Kristine to begin with. Ultimately she took off talking
to a different group and was gone for close to a half hour. Kristine then
walked away and was gone for over five minutes while Roy and James stood there
looking like they were just a couple of single guys or something.

"Where are those girls?" Roy said. "I'll be right back."

Now Roy was gone and James stood alone. What a waste of a night that was
although it did remind him why he didn't like being set up. This would be the
last time he bothered with that. He was standing against an ATM machine and
decided to make his way out into the crowd and see if he could meet a
friendlier girl. Once he got out there Roy and Kristine popped up behind him.

"We're going to get going," Kristine said and James didn't mind that at all.
"Do you want to hang out with Lynn longer and then take her home?" He
definitely wasn't expecting her to say that.

"Um yeah," he said and he felt a bit desperate for agreeing to hang out with
the girl that showed next to no interest in him. "If she wants - she doesn't
really seem like she wants to hang out with me though."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Kristine said and she certainly sounded nice when
she wanted to be. "She just ran into some friends she hadn't seen in a while
so she got distracted. They are all leaving now anyway and she wants to hang
out with you though."

"Yeah sure" James said.

"Great," Kristine said and she smiled at him then put her hand on his
shoulder. "Have fun. Call us if you need anything, ok?"

"See you bro" Roy said.

They left and James still stood amongst the crowd with no sign of Lynn. He had
a little bit more than half of his beer left. He wasn't going to go looking
for her and if she didn't approach him by the time he was finished with his
beer then he was going to leave. He wasn't going to stand around all night
waiting for her to finish chatting with her friends.

But then he turned his head and he saw her coming, holding a drink in her
hand. She was one of the shortest people in the bar but she walked through the
crowd confidently and the people stepped aside for her. She had a serious look
on her pretty face that almost looked a bit mean. He had to admire how sure
she looked of herself. He was a tall guy standing at six feet tall. She walked
up to him and looked up at him.

"Looks like you've got all your friends out tonight," he said with a smile.
"Or are you just popular everywhere you go?" His smile became an awkward one
as she still looked up at him not smiling. She still had a serious look on her
face.

"Who do you think the toughest girl in this bar is?" she said.

She tried to look as tough as a petite, pretty girl could when she said it. It
looked like she wanted to play a game and he was willing to play along. If
Kristine was still around he probably would have said she was but she was
gone. And despite what Kristine said, James wasn't buying that Lynn was
tougher than she was.

He looked around a bit and this game was going to be easy. He saw an Amazon
girl standing there who looked like she had just come from playing in a
softball game or something based on how she was dressed. She was probably an
inch taller than he was. He was a skinny guy though, only weighing about 170
pounds and the big girl looked like she had about twenty pounds on him.

"I'd say her" James said pointing to the big girl.

Lynn gave him a look like he had given the wrong answer. She then proceeded to
drive her knee right into the side of his leg. She kneed him on his upper
right leg, right above his knee on the side. It was extremely painful and he
immediately bent down to grab his leg. The pain was getting worse and he
really had to try hard not to fall over. He was now a bit closer to eye-level
with Lynn and he could see that she did not look sorry about it at all.

"You think she could take a shot to the leg like that?" Lynn said for whatever
reason she seemed determined to sell him on her point and she didn't look like
she was just playing around. "Who do you think the toughest girl in this bar
is?"

Her legs were obviously strong and they were probably stronger than James's
skinny legs were. But he still felt embarrassed about losing to Kristine in
arm-wrestling and he wasn't going to make himself feel like more of a wimp by
agreeing with Lynn just because she almost took him down. That big girl had at
least seventy pounds on her - there was no way Lynn could take her.

"Sorry but I still gotta say her," James said trying not to let on how hurt
his leg was. "She's just bigger than any other ... "

Lynn drove her knee into the same spot on his leg and he immediately went down
to the ground. He wanted to scream but he was in too much pain to make enough
noise to be heard over all of the people in the bar. He was on the ground
grabbing his leg in serious pain and the people around him didn't even seem to
notice.

Bending his leg even a little bit hurt him like crazy and he didn't know how
he was going to get up. Just a couple of minutes before that he was towering
over Lynn but now he looked up to see the short girl looking down at him. If
she decided to hurt him again there was nothing he'd be able to do about it.
She bent down and he winced.

"Come on," she said. "Come with me."

She held out her arms to support him and he didn't think he had any choice but
to go along with her offer. She held him to get up just about to his knees and
then helped him push through the crowd to get out of the bar. People were
moving out of the way for them but no one was really paying much attention. He
had a feeling if she looked injured and he was helping her out of the bar that
plenty of people would be asking if they could help and how she got hurt. They
got out front and he still couldn't stand up. She continued to assist him to
the curb and began trying to wave down a cab.

"You don't have to do that," he said and he could feel the pain in his leg as
he spoke. "I have a car here." She looked at him with her serious look.

"We're taking a cab," she said and he didn't even know where they were going.
"You're going to shut your mouth and cooperate in there or you're going to
regret it."

120 pounds. That was the most he guessed that she could have weighed although
if he really had to take a serious guess, he would have guessed an even lesser
number than that. And she definitely wasn't any taller than 5'3. Despite how
small she was, that look on her face really made him afraid of her.

It didn't take long for her to wave down a cab. She was the first to get in
the backseat and she pulled him in with her. He didn't try to fight as he
still didn't feel like he could walk very well on his own and he didn't want
to be lying on a city curb by himself. He also feared what she'd do if he
didn't cooperate like she warned.

She told the driver where they were going. She sat behind the driver and James
sat next to her in the back. Once he started to drive, Lynn locked her right
leg with James's left leg which was the one that wasn't injured. He tried to
pull his leg away but she tightened her leg more.

Her leg felt a lot stronger than his did and it hurt when he tried to pull
away and she tightened. It wasn't like he was going to try and jump out of the
taxi anyway but he still felt trapped as she tightly held his leg with hers
and wouldn't even allow him to move over. Her leg felt very strong but it
still felt very sexy. She kept his leg locked with hers for the rest of the
ride until the driver pulled up in front of a townhouse.

"Twelve fifty" the driver said.

"You got this," Lynn said to James and he would have happily paid for a cab
for her but he did not like being forced into it. "Make sure you tip him
well."

James pulled two ten dollar bills out of his wallet and as he was about to
look to see if he had any smaller bills, Lynn gave him a look like she wanted
him just to give the two tens. With his right leg still hurting from getting
kneed twice and his left leg still locked up with hers, he went ahead and just
gave the driver twenty bucks. Lynn helped him out of the cab. He could walk a
bit better but still needed her assistance or he thought he would fall.

"Where are we going?" he said.

"Just keep cooperating," she said as she led him closer to the house. "Don't
ask me any questions."

He didn't like the idea of just following her inside without even knowing what
was going to be in there. But if he tried to run away she would have caught up
to him in a second. Maybe she was going to take him inside, ice his leg up,
and make nice with him. A longshot, but all he could hope for at that point.

She led him into the front foyer and closed the front door behind them. He
could see the kitchen and the living room from where he was standing. No one
else was there and it looked like the residence of a simple, single young
woman in her twenties, just like she was. It was very clean with nice
furniture.

"Come on" she said.

She led him through a doorway and quickly closed the door behind them as they
started walking down the stairs to a basement. His leg still hurt but he
probably could have walked on it on his own at that point. The basement was
creepy and he was thinking about how he could escape. He wished he had
developed more of a plan during the cab ride because he was afraid it might be
too late.

She turned on a dim light and he looked around the basement. There were whips
and chains hanging from the walls. In one corner was some sort of torture
device - he didn't know what it was but it scared him to look at it and he
looked away. The fact that she even had something like that terrified him. In
the middle of the basement he saw two chains with metal cuffs on them hanging
from the ceiling.

"OK we got you home," he said and he couldn't hide how scared he was. "I gotta
get going."

He only took one step and Lynn didn't need to say a word. She kneed him right
in the leg, this time right above his knee on the front of his thigh, and he
immediately dropped to the ground again. She bent down, gave him a very
painful knee to the ribs, then got on the ground next to him.

He was in too much pain to move and he felt completely owned by her at that
moment. The pain was too much to bear and he just wanted to cooperate, just
like she said, to minimize any suffering she was going to put him through. She
lay down on her side and wrapped her legs around his ribs scissoring him.

120 pounds she probably was and the legs on the short girl were not very long
at all. They were strong though. He felt them crushing his ribs then looked at
the pretty girl lying there calmly doing it like it was nothing. She kept
squeezing and he feared that if she kept going that she was going to break his
ribs.

"Please," he said and it came out like a gasp. "Please stop." She loosened up
a bit but still held him tight enough so he knew that she had him.

"Take your shirt off" she said.

"I can't if your legs are around me" he said. She looked at him with another
threatening look and then squeezed her legs tight enough to make him groan.
She then loosened a bit.

"They're loose enough for you to take your shirt off," she said. "Now do it."

Did Kristine tell this girl what a pussy he was for losing to her in
arm-wrestling and that was why she was doing this to him? Just because she
knew she could? He wasn't sure what was going on. But whatever she was up to
she was going to get her way. He started taking off his shirt and she had her
legs just loose enough where he was able to get it off.

"Alright, come with me now," she said as she loosened up some more. "Do what I
say or I'll knee you in the nose." She grabbed his arm, stood up, and pulled
him up to his knees. She walked him along the floor and he was crawling like
he was a dog. She walked him right over to where the chains and cuffs were
hanging from the wall.

"Stand up" she said sternly.

"I can't," he said even though he wasn't sure if he was telling the truth or
not. "My leg hurts too much."

"Suck it up," she said. "It won't even be for a minute. The chains will hold
you up the rest of the time."

When he first saw her at the bar he would never have guessed this small,
pretty girl to be so sadistic. When Roy told him that the last two guys she
had been hooked up with never spoke to him after that, James should have
steered clear. He was just so damn horny that he didn't think about that and
now he didn't know what was going to happen to him.

His face was at about waist level with her and her knee was close enough to
his nose where she could have driven it right in from where she was standing.
It hurt him just to think about what that would feel like knowing what it felt
like when she kneed him in the leg so he stood up to the best of his ability.

He felt her cuff his right hand and just feeling how trapped he was with that
around his wrist was an awful feeling. There was truly now no escape for him.
She cuffed his left hand and now he had both hands just locked up there, his
arms up in the air trapped by the chains hanging from the ceiling.

Methodically, she moved in front of him and started to undo his belt. She
pulled down his pants and then pulled down his boxer shorts. He couldn't stand
on his injured leg anymore and he tried to drop to his knees but the chains
prevented him from getting that far so he just hung there. Lynn walked over to
the wall looking at some of the whips and chains that were hanging on it. She
picked up a whip and walked back over to him.

"No," he said and she didn't even really pay attention to him as he looked
like he was about to cry. "Please!"

She said nothing. She stood behind him then whipped his back hard and he
screamed. He hoped that would get him some sympathy but she then whipped his
back even harder. She did it again and the pain of being whipped combined with
the pain that was in his leg still was far worse than he ever felt.

"Ah!" he yelled after he took the hardest whip to his back yet.

He waited for another hard whip to his back but it didn't happen. She said
nothing and she didn't move from where she was. She then whipped him hard on
his bare ass. It hurt even more than the whips to the back and he screamed
again. She proceeded to whip him there over and over. All he wanted at that
point was for her to stop and he would have said or done just about anything
for that to happen.

"Please!" he screamed between whips. "OK. You were the toughest girl at that
bar tonight - I'm sorry for doubting you!"

"Ha-ha-ha!" she laughed and it was by far the most amused that he heard her
sound the entire night. "Is that what you think this is about?"

He didn't really think so but he didn't know what else he did to deserve what
he was getting. She whipped him in the ass three times in a row. It was
getting to the point where it hurt him so bad that he couldn't even scream
although dealing with the pain wasn't getting any easier for him. She whipped
him a few more times in the back and he couldn't hold back anymore - he
started crying.

Finally at that point she stopped. With her chest out she walked back in front
of him and looked at him. She looked her pretty eyes right into his crying
ones. She didn't look like she was mocking him or she didn't even looked
pleased by what she had done. She looked curious more than anything.

"You had enough?" she said and she spoke sternly but actually looked
concerned.

"Yeah" he said.

He could barely even say the word completely. He was beaten too badly. He was
still crying but it calmed down a little bit. Lynn freed his hands and he
immediately dropped to the ground. She walked over to the wall and hung the
whip back up. She walked back over to where his shirt was, picked it up, and
threw it at him.

"Get dressed," she said. "I'll be right back."

Lynn left the basement. James pulled his pants up first, feeling very
vulnerable with them down, but it was hard for him to do it. His leg still
hurt and his back and ass really hurt making it hard for him to dress himself.
Once he was dressed he heard Lynn walk back in the basement and he had a
feeling that this wasn't over yet.

"Come on, get up," she said and he saw that she had a ten and a five dollar
bill in her hand that she offered to him. "I have a cab on the way to take you
back to your car. It's on me this time."

"Don't worry about it," he said and he still felt like he should be a
gentleman and not accept her money despite what she had put him through. "I
can pay for it."

"Take it," she said with a tone like she didn't want to hear anything else.
"It's my turn to pay. Just don't pay twenty bucks again - you got ripped off
on that last ride."

She kept the stern look on her face but he almost detected a little bit of a
smile like she was trying to make a joke with him. He couldn't tell for sure
and on a further look it didn't seem like she was smiling at all. Maybe he
imagined it. He stood up doing his best to walk on his own and not require her
assistance.

"Here," she said and she gently took his hand with one hand and put a piece of
paper in it with the other. "Here's my number if you want to call me."

Call her? She had to be crazy. He was going to run far away from her and never
see the crazy bitch again. It seemed like he was going to get out of the
basement without any further suffering and he wasn't going to go through that
again. They said nothing to each other and he left the basement to go wait for
his cab.

He woke up the next day, still in serious pain. He was walking a bit better
but he still had a limp. His back and his ass were in a lot of pain. He looked
in the mirror at them and he couldn't look long - the marks all over them were
very disturbing to look at. They stung badly and it hurt just to sit down.

"So ... ..how was it?"

That was the text he got the next day from Roy. There wasn't a chance in hell
he was going to respond to that. He was pissed off that Roy and his arrogant
girlfriend hooked him up with the crazy bitch. And he was too embarrassed
about what had happened to complain about it.

But then he remembered how he told Roy that he wouldn't just disappear after
the date. He thought about the other two guys and how they had clearly been
put through the same thing with Lynn. How they must have been afraid and they
gave up on a friend because of their fear.

James had lost to Kristine in arm-wrestling because he wasn't strong enough to
beat her and it bothered him for days. Lynn had taken him down at the bar
because he disagreed that she couldn't beat up that gigantic girl that was
there. Then he let her take him back to where she lived, chain him up in her
basement, and whip him until he was in tears. He wasn't going to run and hide
- he couldn't.

"Not bad" he texted back.

"Well, you're actually still talking to me :)," Roy wrote. "So that's a good
sign. I'll call you later in the week and you can tell me about it."

"Hey, what's up" James said when he answered the phone. It was the following
Friday and it was the first time Roy was calling him since he had last texted
him. James's leg was better and he could walk fine. The marks on his back were
still red but they didn't look nearly as bad as they did right after he had
been whipped.

"Hey buddy," Roy said. "Kristine and I are going to the baseball game tonight.
Lynn is going to join us too. Want to come along? Lynn wants to hang out with
you again."

James hadn't called Lynn all week since he was terrified of her but now he was
just confused. Was Lynn trying to set him up for something? Did she actually
think he would be stupid enough to go back to her place again? Maybe she was a
true sadist and got off so much on torturing him that she wasn't thinking
logically.

Regardless of that, James thought for a second and he didn't want to turn the
invitation down. He was really wondering what Lynn was up to. He figured he'd
be OK going to the game as long as he didn't let Roy and Kristine leave him
alone with Lynn again. His curiosity got him to agree to accept.

"There they are" Roy said.

Roy, Kristine, and Lynn had all gone to the game together. Roy went to meet
James out front and Lynn and Kristine had already gone to the concession stand
to get beer. James looked at Lynn and Kristine coming. Kristine was walking
confidently like she normally was.

Lynn wore a pink tank-top and a white pair of pants. She looked even hotter
than the last time he had seen her now that she had more skin showing. She
also wore a big, cute smile on her face and she was looking at James like she
was excited to see him. She walked right up to him and gave him a hug.

"What's up, James!" she said. The hug hurt his back where she had whipped him
but he tried not to show it.

"Looks like they had a good time together last week" Kristine said.

"Come on," Lynn said to James with a smile when she let go of him. "Let's get
to our seats before the game starts."

She took him by the hand and her hand felt soft just like it did when she had
handed him her phone number. She was walking with him like they were dating
and Roy and Kristine followed. She no longer looked mean at all and just
looked like a happy and attractive girl. James didn't want to trust her at all
but it was hard not to like the way she was acting.

The four of them had a seat and it was definitely different than the last time
the four of them hung out. They were all talking a lot and this time James and
Lynn were both very involved in the conversation. They told stories and joked
around. James wondered why Lynn couldn't have been like this the last time he
saw her. She gave him a few discreet, flirty looking smiles throughout the
game. He couldn't tell if she was flirting or just smiling because she planned
on torturing him later again.

The game ended and they got up from their seats to leave. Lynn took James by
the hand again. He liked holding her hand and he definitely did not mind being
the guy holding such a hot girl's hand in front of all of the people. Her ass
looked great in the tight white pants she had on. They walked out of the seats
into the tunnel area and a guy that seemed like he was pretty drunk walked
right into James. The guy was holding a beer and some of it spilled right on
James.

"Yo, what the fuck?" James said and the guy got a look on his face like he was
ready to fight.

"You got a problem?" the guy said. He was James's height and looked a bit
bigger. Not being much of a fighter, James was worried but he wasn't going to
back down either.

"You spilled your beer on me" James said to him.

"Not that much," the guy said. "Get over it."

The guy shoved James pretty hard and almost knocked him over. He looked at
James like he was challenging him to do something. Lynn grabbed the guy by the
collar of his shirt and pulled him down towards her. She punched him right in
the nose hard enough to jerk the guy's head back.

The guy briefly pulled his hands away from his face. He wasn't bleeding but
his nose was red and his eyes were watery. He looked for a second like he was
going to attack Lynn. She had the same serious look on her face that she had
when James first met her and she looked ready to fight more if necessary. The
guy then started to cry, he covered his nose, and he took off in the other
direction.

"See?" Kristine said and she gave James a friendly punch in the shoulder.
"Told you she's tougher than me. Just in case you weren't convinced before."

Of course Lynn had more than convinced James how tough she was. Lynn gave
James a discreet smirk like that was a secret they shared already. James
wasn't sure if Kristine and Roy knew what happened the last time after they
had left the bar but something told him that she didn't. Lynn took James's
hand again and the four of them walked towards the exit of the stadium. James
was still afraid of Lynn but as they walked out he felt protected by her.

"Alright, well that was a fun time," Kristine said. "Lynn, are we taking you
home?"

"You mind taking me home?" Lynn said to James.

She smirked at him and gave his hand a tight squeeze. This was the part that
he was afraid of and he had told himself he was not going to allow himself to
be with her when Kristine and Roy weren't around. But the two of them looked
like they wanted him to take her home and he was still afraid to say 'no' to
Lynn.

"Yeah, sure" he said.

They said their goodbyes to Roy and Kristine and they were off to his car. He
couldn't believe he allowed himself to get into the situation again. He
thought about pulling up to her house and he was ready for her to do bad
things to him again. Instead of locking his leg like she did in the cab, she
now held his hand tightly as they walked towards his car.

James tried to make the best of the ride home. They chatted a bit and she was
still just as friendly as she was during the game. The mean side of her that
he had seen previously didn't seem to be there at all. But he could feel the
chills in his stomach as he pulled up to her townhouse. Seeing it brought back
the memories of the last time he was there all too strongly. He put the car in
park and the two looked at each other. He immediately went into a submissive
mode.

"So are you going to make me come inside again?" he said.

"I'm not going to make you do anything," she said. "That's not a way to act on
a date." He couldn't help but be annoyed by that statement.

"You did last time," he said. "Made me go inside with you."

"That wasn't a date," she said. "That was just us meeting. I'm really sorry
about that too - so many guys out there are players. The last guy I dated
cheated on me so I had had enough. I had to establish right away that I'm a
person and that you can't treat me poorly. I'm really a sweet girl but I had
to make this change to stop guys from trying to walk all over me. You're not
the first one that I brought to my dungeon. But you're the first to still want
to see me after that. And I think that's really, really cool. I'd like to keep
hanging out with you - if it's OK with you." He looked at the sweet look on
her pretty face - the girl was so hot.

"Sure," he said. "I'd like that." He went in for a kiss and they had a brief
kiss on the lips before she backed away. The kiss felt great and he was fine
with more.

"Maybe I will go inside with you," he said. "If it's OK with you."

"Nope," she said with a smirk. "I never bring a guy inside on the first date.
Call me this time though, OK?"

"Absolutely," he said. "Just one question though - no more of the whipping and
beating me up, OK?"

"Of course not," she said and she cracked a bit of a smile like she was proud
that she could do it if she wanted to. "I wouldn't do that to a guy I was
hanging out with - as long as you don't get out of line anyway."

He thought about saying something else but she turned her head and left the
car. He was excited to call her again and he wondered what it would be like
hanging out with her more often. He watched her walk all the way to her front
door. Her body was so petite and she had such a great ass.

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