Chapter 2

It had been a month since Blake bought himself a massive order of cookies from Felicia, with the promise of a bonus to help win her little sister a new computer. The initial agreement of two hours of anything goes sex had long since expired, but every few days one of them would message the other for another round. They weren’t dating or in a normal relationship, they were just two people who enjoyed each other’s physical company.

Blake had rediscovered his sexual side with the help of the college coed. He was, of course, taken by her beauty and sexuality, and he appreciated her willingness to try new things. They had sex all over the house, role-played different characters, and tried new and exciting things. Felicia, for her part, learned she loved being spanked and used for his pleasure. She knew he wouldn’t go too far and could trust him to make sure she was safe when they tried new things. It became a mutually beneficial relationship of sexual exploration, and they couldn’t wait to continue it.

One day Blake was sitting at home, looking online for inspiration for the next time Felicia came by. They had been getting more into bondage of late, so he wanted to learn more about knots and the right types of ropes to use. Felicia was gone for the next few days to visit some friends from college, so he had some time to pick up some new tricks. Then the doorbell rang.

Blake knew it wasn’t Felicia back early, since she always knocked, so he got up and headed to the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by another girl in a scout uniform holding a large box in her hands. Her face was mostly covered by the large box, but he recognized her immediately.

“Hello Trixie, how are you today?”

“Hello, Mr. Carson, did you order 240 boxes of cookies?” she asked, her face still hidden by the box. Blake reached down and lifted it from the girl, allowing him to actually see her. She was a younger, shorter version of her sister. She had shoulder length light brown hair and was a few inches shorter at around 5’4, and had smaller breasts. Her uniform actually looked appropriate in terms of fit, since she was the actual current scout in the family. Blake thought Felicia was sexy, but her little sister definitely had the cute girl next door look.

“Yes, I did. I take it from this box that they have arrived?” he asked.

“Yes sir, that’s the first pack. Give me a few minutes to bring over the other ones,” she said with a curious smile. She walked towards an SUV and Blake put the box he was holding down and headed out to help. She opened up the back hatch and saw that the whole vehicle was filled with large boxes.

“You don’t have to help, Mr. Carson, I have this. We are supposed to deliver them personally.” She said, as he tried to take a box from her.

“I’m sure you are more than capable, but I still want to help. It’ll go quicker for you. How many of these are mine, by the way?” He asked.

“You said you ordered 240 boxes, well each one of these large boxes holds 24 boxes, so... all of them,” she replied as they dropped off a couple of boxes at his doorstep.

“Oh,” he said shocked, “that entire load is my order?”

“Yes sir, they are all yours. Why? Didn’t you want all these cookies?”

“Uh, yes. Of course, I guess I just didn’t think about the logistics and scale of 240 boxes of cookies. Yum, I just love them,” he replied. But she looked at him skeptically.

“You had the largest order in the district and largest individual order in history for a private resident,” she said, as they each dropped off another load.

“Oh well, lucky me. Do I get a plaque or something?” he teased. She just turned her head and stuck her tongue out at him.

“Did you win the laptop?” he asked, as they dropped the second last load. The question caused her to stop and turn to him before reaching the vehicle.

“How did you know about that?” she asked, her tone more serious.

“Your sister mentioned it when she sold me the cookies. Said the prize was some fancy computer and she wanted you to win. Why?”

“Is that why you bought all these cookies?” she asked accusingly.

“I like these cookies and I wanted to help you win. Why, what’s wrong?” They picked up the final boxes and put them down with the others before Trixie responded.

“I did win the laptop. Your order just barely pushed me passed the second-place girl,” her voice serious once again. Blake was confused by her attitude.

“Well, congratulations! Why do you seem so upset though? I was told you needed it?” His voice was trying to be calm as they stood in front of his door, her skirt blowing gently in the breeze.

“I do. My old one broke and my parents can’t afford a new one. But I wanted to earn it on my own. I was hesitant to let Felicia help. Suddenly, I getting strange orders from her customers.”

Blake suddenly started getting nervous. He wondered if Felicia did too good of a job providing bonuses to some of the male clients. He expected his order to be under scrutiny, but he never asked how well Felicia actually did with the rest of her day. He was too preoccupied with his incentive offer.

“I’m sure there’s nothing to it, don’t you trust your sister? She loves you,” he said, hoping to appeal to her sense of family.

“I know she loves me. I know she would do anything for me, which is why I’m suspicious. Six houses, with male buyers, bought 24 boxes, or one crate of cookies. Three bought 48 boxes, again all men. One person bought 120 boxes, also a man. And then there’s you. I know you live alone, you never have guests over, and yet you bought 240 boxes of cookies. You aren’t 400lbs, you are still quite fit for your age, so it’s unlikely you bought them for yourself. So, who are they for? Why did you buy them?”

Blake was sweating, this young girl was more cunning than he thought. He no longer thought his lie of gifting them to friends and co-workers would placate her. He didn’t know what to tell her, he just looked into her cute, accusatory face as she stared at him waiting for an answer.

“Look, Trixie. I’m sure my order seems strange, but you have to believe it was an honest purchase. Your sister just wants you to do well and be happy. I had the money to spend, so I did. I’m glad you won, and I hope you aren’t too hard on Felicia “ was all he could say. There was no lie in his statement, but just didn’t go into detail.

“Alright. But don’t think this is over. Something smells fishy and if I find there was any funny business, I’ll be coming back. I never should have let my sister help. I should have earned it all myself” Trixie said. With her face radiating red, she hopped into the SUV and it drove away. Blake waved as she left. He was concerned, yet also amused by the small girl’s threats. It was difficult to take her seriously when she was dressed in her little scout outfit and her cute face all flustered. Still, he figured he should tell Felicia to be careful when she got home.

Over a week had passed since Blake’s encounter with Trixie and it was mostly forgotten about. He did tell Felicia about it, when she returned from visiting her friends, but she didn’t think much of it either. They hadn’t had a chance to get together since she got back but were planning to hook up that night.

Blake was excited, he had been planning what to do to Felicia for several days now. He was sure she was going to enjoy it too, since she seemed to like everything else they did. They planned for their usual time of 8:00, and since they were doing this for fun now, there was no endpoint until someone got worn out. Blake waited patiently near the door as the clock ticked down. He had everything prepared, but Felicia liked to throw curveballs when she arrived, such as different sexy outfits or costumes. Then he might pivot to some roleplay, while integrating his elements.

Shortly after 8:00, there was the usual knock at the door. Blake opened it to find Felicia in a cheerleader outfit and pigtails. He let her in and as the door closed, they were all over each other. Blake’s cock was rock hard and Felicia’s cheer panties were already soaked in anticipation. They both had been craving this release for a week and now they had a chance to have it.

Blake led the cheerleader into the living room, checking out her ass as she walked. The room was alight with several long-stemmed candles. Felicia wondered if he was getting sentimental. He turned her so her back was to him as he ran his hands along her legs, grazing her panty covered mound. The teasing was starting to get to Felicia, who was already begging to be touched. Blake just kept his hands roaming around her exposed skin, running just around the sides of her red uniform that had holes to show off her stomach.

His strong hands moved along her back, up her spine to the base of her neck before running through her hair and touching her ponytails. He took hold of each one and gave them a little yank, just pulling her head back slightly so he could kiss her now-exposed neck Felicia could only moan as he teased her. His fingers began moved underneath the cheer top, caressing her breasts.

In a flash, he turned her around to face him. She was almost caught off balance, but righted herself quickly. His hands moved under her skirt and pulled down her panties, letting them drop to the floor. Then he pulled off her top, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. It was just the way he liked it. Felicia was now standing there wearing nothing but a very short skirt, a slight chill and goosebumps crept over her skin. Her nipples hardened from the cold air. Blake had cranked up the air conditioner just for that purpose.

They started kissing, as Felicia took off his shirt and dropped his pants. He now stood there in his boxers, the front tenting out with clear excitement. The two embraced deeply, arms around each other as Blake guided the girl down onto the long wood coffee table and climbed on top of her. She reached down and pulled off his boxers, hoping to soon have him deep inside her. Blake’s cock teased the outside of her vagina. Close enough, that the tip was getting wet from her lubrication. He wasn’t ready for that yet. He traced her arms with his, opening them up on the low end of the table. Felicia was so lost in the moment, her body tingling, waiting for his penetrating member. She didn’t notice her hands slipping into the ropes.

With a quick pull, Blake locked her arms along the bottom of the table. She was too late to realize he was up to something as he got up and placed loops over her feet and gave another rope a pull, spreading her legs wide open for his delight. Felicia was surprised, but in a good way. They had only just started with ropes and bondage before she left, and it looked like he continued with his lessons. She was impressed with the level of skill this setup would have taken. Even the rope used was soft against her skin and did not cut off any circulation.

“You got me, old man. Now what are you going to do to me?” she said playfully.

“Well, I always wanted my own cheerleader, but what to do with her? I could just fuck her, get what I want, and just fill her full of cum. Or, I could make her beg for it. Really make her want it so badly, she could scream. Or, maybe I’ll just make her scream. Which would you prefer?” he asked, walking over to a lit candle and feeling the heat from the flame.

“Make me scream, and then make me scream for it. You know I love to play,” Felicia said with a wicked grin. She didn’t know what he had planned, but was already loving it.

“Alright, little girl, you asked for it.” He picked up the red waxed candle closest to him and walked over with it. She could see the flame flickering in his eyes. His hand tilted slightly, and a small drop of wax fell out of the candle and landed on Felicia’s stomach.

Felicia cried out. The wax was hot and burned her where it fell. Blake moved over a bit and let his hand tilt again. This time two drops landed on Felicia’s young skin. Another cry of pain and pleasure escaped her lips. Her pussy was leaking down her legs, she was so turned on. Blake then stopped and put the candle down.

“Wait, why’d you stop?” she asked, quite disappointed.

“Oh, I forgot the most important thing,” he said, before walking to a drawer and pulling out a curved plastic device. He hit a switch and it buzzed to life. Felicia, realizing what it was, became more excited. They had used some toys before, but not often. Blake bent down and stuffed it deep into her very wet pussy hole while a small attachment fastened to her clitoris. He turned a small dial on a remote and it buzzed harder, Felicia moaned loudly from the new toy.

“Now where were we?” Blake asked, picking the candle back up. Leaning over her prone, naked body, he found his next target, her right nipple. Felicia could feel the heat of the flame on her breast as Blake brought the candle in close. He dropped small beads of wax around the perimeter of her areola, making a circle. One last drip landed in the center, right on the tip of her nipple. Felicia nearly came from the hot pain and sweet pleasure her body was enduring when...

“I KNEW IT! YOU SLUT!” A female voice shouted from the shadowy doorway.

Blake and Felicia froze, the spell broken by the unwelcome intruder. Blake turned off the vibrator and tried to cover himself while Felicia struggled against the ropes. The small shape stepped into the light: Felicia’s little sister, Trixie. She was wearing her scout uniform. Her hands were on her hips as her eyes made contact with her bound, mostly nude sister.

“Trixie, what the fuck are you doing here? Get out!” Felicia yelled, still struggling against the ropes.

“Following you to see how you sold all those cookies. I see it was with a little sugar on the side,” Trixie spat back.

Blake, now with his boxers back on, tried to interject. “Trixie, you’ve got it all wrong. Please, let me help your sister up and we can talk about this.”

“No, leave the slut tied up. I know about the deal she made to boost sales. 24 boxes for a picture, 48 for 5, 120 for a blowjob, and 240 for whatever the fuck this is,” Trixie said, moving between Blake and Felicia so he couldn’t untie her. She looked down at her mostly naked sister as cooled red wax hardened on Felicia’s skin.

Felicia was in shock, “How did you know that?”

“I asked each person with unusual orders; one man came clean when I delivered a case of cookies while his wife was home. I could hear her yelling as I walked away. I guess you bought the VIP package, didn’t you Mr. Carson? I also snooped on your phone while you were in the shower.” She said, looking him up and down, his boxers still tented in the front.

“Trixie,” Felicia said, her eyes starting to water, “I was just trying to help you. You know Mom and Dad couldn’t afford to buy you a new laptop.”

“And I told you I wanted to earn it on my own, but you insisted I let you help. Then I find out you whored yourself to help me get it? How do you think that makes me feel? How can I use that laptop?” Trixie said, as a few tears rolled down her cheek.

“I just ... I just didn’t want you to end up like me. I’m doing terribly in college. I party and drink too much, and I’ve woken up in too many strange beds. You’re so smart and clever, you figured all this out on your own. I just wanted you to do better than me. I love you, sis,” Felicia was crying. Tears ran down her face as she turned her head to look at Trixie, who was also crying.

“I know you do, and I love you too, but you can’t do this kind of thing. I should have lost the contest, but this one purchase won it for me. I’m benefiting from what you did, and it feels awful.”

Blake, who had stayed silent throughout most of their exchange, just looked down at his feet. He didn’t know what to say, he was complicit in this bargain too. Things seeming to have cooled down though. He moved to untie the confined girl, reaching for the rope. Trixie stopped him by blocking him with her leg.

“Leave her tied up, we aren’t done yet,” Trixie said, an edge returning to her voice. “What are we supposed to do about this situation? What do I do with both of you?” Her voice trailed off.