Chapter 4

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The next morning, I woke up, pressed against a warm body. There was a rope tied tightly around my waist, my hands were still cuffed to Harry's. I quickly realized the warm body I had been tied to was Harry's, and also noticed that we were tied stomach to stomach, like Katherine had proposed.

"He smells good, damnit I'm creepy!" I mumble to myself.

"You're not half bad yourself." Harry responds, making me jump out of my skin.

"You heard that?"

"Yeah, you ain't slick"

I sigh to myself before turning my head to look around the room. Katherine wasn't there, and neither was her beloved pet, Charles.

Another loud scream interrupted my panicked thoughts about how good Harry smelt.

"I guess Charles is awake... or maybe he passed out again... it's hard to tell when he's always so scared." Harry says, mostly to himself.

I scoff at his comment. "Can you blame him? He probably has to sleep in her room."

"I don't know. He seemed kinda into it." Harry says, surprising me.

"Why do you say that?" I ask, desperately trying to take my mind off of the position we are in. I notice that tattoos on his bare chest and flush harder.

"He seems like the type to be into weird shit." Harry explained.

"No way.."

"No one is truly innocent, and the ones who pretend to be are pretty fucking kinky, I'll tell you that." I pondered Harry's words. Charles seemed to have been scared shitless, but I had a feeling in my gut that Harry was right about him.

"Words of wisdom, I like it." I compliment. I nuzzle into his chest tiredly, and hear his heartbeat speed up.

He rests his chin on the top of my head, and we lay there for a moment, trying to find peace in such a strange situation.

A few minutes later, Katherine makes another one of her entrances. "MORNING WHORES!" She shouts.

"Cant she leave us alone for a while? I was starting to get comfortable..." Harry mumbles.

I turn to look at Katherine, who was wearing a traditional Japanese dress. Charles was clinging to her side, actually conscious this time. "Today is bathroom day! You hoes stink, so I'm letting you go and shower."

She walked over to us, untied the rope connecting us at the hip, and un-cuffed one of the handcuffs, leaving us attached at the arms again.

"Um, how am I supposed to shower when I'm cuffed to him?" I ask, pointing toward the damn thing. Katherine shrugs.

"It'll spice things up, no?" Katherine says, dragging us out of the room.

The rest of the house was surprisingly clean, it looked like a normal, plain house. We weren't allowed to look out any of the windows, and we couldn't go into Katherine's room, but the bathroom she pushed us into was very clean, and there were toothbrushes lined up for us.

"Charles and I will wait outside. Since, we're on there second floor of the house, I do not recommend that you try and jump out the window, although I doubt you'll fit anyway." She says, grabbing Charles and leaving.

She locked the door behind her, and I could only assume that she was sitting on the other side of the door, listening to make sure we don't try to escape.

I look at Harry to find him looking down at his feet. He was way taller than me I was so short in general, but him standing next to me makes me even more a midget.

"Um- I think that should start with stripping off our clothes" Harry said. I looked at him like he grew 3 heads.

"No. That's one thing we're not gonna do." I say, giving him a glare. He had a smirk on his face giving me a view of his dimples and it makes even more attractive. I can't fucking believe that a masterpiece is standing in front of me.

"Okay, then what the hell are we gonna do?" He said giving me a questioning look.

I thought for the longest time when I finally got a way to fix our situation. "Okay, so I'm gonna go in first my right arm is gonna be on top of my head and your left hand is also gonna be on top of your head. You're NOT gonna be in the shower with me. You're gonna be on the other side while I take a shower. I swear to god if you peak your head into the shower you're gonna be a dead man." I say to him. He just looks down at me and nods his head.

"I never noticed how short you were." He said. I rolled my eyes at him.

"No really I haven't realized?" I said sarcastically.

"How tall are you? You only reach to my chest."

I gave him a glare, while he just chuckled. "I'm 5'0. Yeah I know. Laugh all you want." I said. He looked impressed and slowly came closer to me, causing the heat between us to rise.

He looks right into my eyes and whispers "Fun size. I like." My breath hitched a little and I felt my face heat up. I cleared my throat and stepped as far as I could with the handcuffs on us.

I step into the shower and I close the shower curtain. I put my right hand above my hand that was handcuffed with him towards the shower curtain. I started to strip my clothes off. The only problem was that my bra and shirt would be really hard to take off. Since I'm wearing a button up shirt I unbutton my shirt and take my left hand out first bringing the shirt to my right hand.

"Harry we have a little problem." When I say that I hear him groan. I take that as my cue to go on.

"When we take our shirts off we're gonna have to bring it up to the middle of the cuffs chain so then it doesn't get wet." I said

"And you're just thinking of this now. Really? That's the first thing I was thinking of when we were put into this situation." He said in a sassy way.

"No need to be sassy, Harry." I say getting annoyed.

I continue to strip of my clothes and finally start my shower. I really need to wash my hair, and I notice rose scented shampoo and conditioner. I quickly washed my hair. When I was done, I turned off the water and got dressed in the shower, I couldn't risk him seeing me naked.

Harry stepped in right after me and took his shower. After a few minutes he stepped out, his wet hair making him looking even better than before. I didn't realize how long I had been staring until he said, " Take a picture, it'll last longer" making my face heat up in embarrassment.

We brushed our teeth after that and Katherine barged in "Finally! You whores took long enough."

"Don't be mean, Katherine." Charles said, standing outside the bathroom.

"I love it when you call me that, babe!" Katherine said, rushing out of the bathroom to harass Charles more.

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Word Count: 1210

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