Elroy felt such a rush of excitement he had trouble speaking. He reached up and grabbed the black leather collar around Kyle's neck and yanked it hard. "I like it. You look fucking hot, bitch. I feel bad now. I thought you were a complete waste."
Kyle spoke with a low seductive voice. "Get undressed now and put on the shorts. I'll take care of everything else. I only want to please my big, strong master."
Oh, it was too good to be true. When Kyle referred to Elroy as his master, Elroy dropped his pants and kicked off his shoes so fast he almost wound up on the floor. When he was naked, he put on the tight black latex shorts and climbed into bed. Though he'd never done anything kinky like this, he'd seen and heard about the BDSM lifestyle and he'd always been curious about it.
Kyle climbed onto his bed and fastened one set of restraints to his ankles. Then he spread Elroy's legs and fastened each ankle restraint to the edge of the gun metal gray bed. After that, he fastened the other set of restraints to Elroy's wrists and hooked them tightly to the metal headboard. When his arms and legs were spread and he couldn't move them at all, Kyle blindfolded him with something black and silky. He did something to Elroy's feet for a while and he played with his toes. Then Kyle wrapped something around Elroy's upper thighs and kissed his knees. He heard something snap and squeak a few times, followed by a sticky feeling on his stomach. The element of danger and not being able to move his limbs or see anything made Elroy's dick even harder. This was better than anything he could have imagined from his uptight new roommate with thick glasses who wore bowties and short-sleeved shirts. After this, Elroy would never judge anyone at a glance again.
And this had nothing to do with the kinky sex he thought he was going to have that night. After Kyle blindfolded him, he gagged him with a rubber ball that was attached to what felt like laces. Kyle tied the laces at the back of his head and laughed. Instead of going down on him, Kyle jumped off the bed and said, "I'll see you later, man. I think I'll go out for a midnight stroll. Have fun."
Kyle tried to speak but couldn't. He couldn't move his arms or his legs no matter how hard he struggled. He couldn't see anything, not even a shadow. He should have seen this coming. He should have known Kyle would plot his revenge. This was something Elroy would have done if someone had played a prank on him like the one he'd played on Kyle the first day they'd met.
Twenty minutes later, campus security came rushing into the room. They left the door open and a crowd gathered to see what had happened. When the other people saw Elroy hooked up to the bed with the BDSM gear, he heard them laugh so hard security wound up throwing them out of the room. And when the security guys removed the blindfold from Elroy's eyes and he looked down at his legs, he gaped at what he saw.
While he'd been blindfolded, Kyle had painted his toe nails bright hot pink, and then he fastened hot pink lacy garters to his upper thighs for an added effect. As if this wasn't enough to humiliate him in public, Kyle then taped a note to his stomach that said, "Spank this Bitch."
As one of the security officers removed the last wrist restraint from the head board, a tall man with gray hair in a navy sport jacket walked into the room and frowned at Elroy. He'd seen the guy before; he worked in the freshman dean's office. Elroy could still hear the crowd of people gathered outside the room murmuring and laughing. He knew he deserved something for what he'd done to Kyle that first day, but this was far more than he ever would have expected from anyone.
The gray-haired guy looked down at Elroy and took a quick breath. "I want to see you and your roommate first thing Monday morning. I would have let the little prank you played the first day go, but this is getting out of hand and I want it stopped." Then he turned, left the room, and chased everyone out of the hall.
When Kyle finally returned from his midnight stroll, he opened the door slowly and glanced at Elroy's bed. He smiled and said, "You're still up. I was afraid I might disturb you." Then he walked in, shut the door, and fell on his own bed and laughed so hard he doubled over this time.
Elroy was removing the pink polish from his toenails. He'd borrowed nail polish remover from a girl he knew from one of his classes. He stopped moving and glared at Kyle. He wanted to get up and beat the shit out of him but he didn't want to get into any more trouble.
Kyle stopped laughing and shrugged. "Hey man, it was only a joke. I was just playing with you, buddy. Don't get mad, seriously. I promise I will never do anything like that again. I swear on my life." He repeated the exact words Elroy had said to him after the jock strap incident.
"How did they know to find me?" Elroy asked.