I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 536 – Outside Gues

Chapter 536 – Outside Gues

“Tie me up?” I protested, “That’s going against basic human rights. If you’re tying people up before you even become a police officer, what’s going to happen after you actually become one?”

“It has nothing to do with human rights, it’s just for my own protection.”

The cla.s.s leader helplessly glanced at the air conditioner on the wall. Although the temperature was at 26℃, the broken window allowed hot air from outside to come in, so the room felt very hot and stuffy.

It would have been normal to take a shower before going to bed in this room, but it became a highly difficult task because of my presence.

“You should… put on your vest first.”

I left my chest bare after my shower and apparently the cla.s.s president didn’t appreciate it.

I scratched my head in annoyance, “I already told you I took off my vest to dry because it got soaked. Men are completely fine wearing only pants indoors.”

The cla.s.s leader bit her lower lip as she was unable to refute me for the moment.

“Stay naked if you want, but I’m going to take a shower, so you’re going to have to cooperate with me to tie you up.”

Due to the temperature of the room, the cla.s.s leader had already changed her mind from “I want to take a shower” to “I must take a shower”.

To be honest, if the cla.s.s leader didn’t rake any preventative measures and just entered the bathroom bath, I definitely won’t a.s.sault her, but I can’t guarantee I could hold myself back from taking a peek at her.

Even Odysseus, a famous hero of Greek mythology, had to tie himself to the mast of his s.h.i.+p when faced against the Siren’s song (even then, he couldn’t resist the temptation of the Siren and tried to break free).

The cla.s.s president, who advocates for water conservation, wouldn’t sing like a siren when bathing. Unlike the half-human, half-fish siren, the cla.s.s leader has long and slender legs that exude a youthful charm. I might not be able to hold to hold myself back even if I see her blurry body that’s covered by the frosted gla.s.s.

If I ponder over it a bit, it seems logical to tie me up first. I was inwardly quite proud the situation mimicked the adventure of the hero Odysseus.

“Fine, fine, so you can’t go shower if I’m free?” I glanced at the cla.s.s leader with a sense of superiority, “If it will put your mind at ease, just tie me up.”

“But…” I added with a evil smirk, “If you don’t tie me up well and I break out, then you can’t blame anyone else.”

“I’ll tie you up well.” The cla.s.s leader confidently replied, then she picked up long pillowcases from the bed and began to figure out where to position me relative to the TV and the legs of the bed.

“You… will face the TV and sit on the carpet with your back against the foot of the bed.” The cla.s.s leader directed me step by step, “Both hands behind your back.”

I slowly and steadily did as I was told, watching with interest how the cla.s.s leader would act next.

The cla.s.s leader was skilled enough to use the pillowcases to tie my wrists together with the wooden foot of the bed.

Huh, this doesn’t seem to be an ordinary tying method, is it the legendary turtle bondage… no, no the legendary sailor’s knot, also known as the fisherman’s knot. Basically, the more you struggle the tighter it gets and it would never let the prey escape…

The cla.s.s leader is so professional. Did she learn it from her uncle for hunting or did she learn it from TV to use and tie up criminals?

I really underestimated the cla.s.s leader. I really tried to break free, but it wouldn’t budge and I only ended up shaking the bed.

The cla.s.s leader was satisfied when she saw me repeatedly fail to break free.

“Wait.” I yelled out, “My hands are tied, so how am I going to use the remote control? Or are you not going to let me watch TV when you’re in the shower?”

The cla.s.s leader snorted and used the remote to turn to the Animal Planet channel.

“The African Savannah. Don’t you love to watch the strong prey on the week, so just keep watching this.”

I didn’t hate Animal Planet, but being firmly tied up by the cla.s.s leader felt unexpectedly humiliating.

“Um… cla.s.s leader, you tied me up too tight, loosen it up a bit. What if I don’t get enough blood and it needs to get amputated…”

“No way, I know when it’s too tight.” The cla.s.s leader said very confidently, “Besides, someone as dangerous as you must be tied up tight.”

“Clap, clap.”

The cla.s.s leader suddenly began to clap behind me. I looked back with a puzzled expression.

“I can’t stop you from looking back at the washroom even after I tied you up, so I have to think of a way…”

d.a.m.n it, if I had known I would have pretended to have a stiff neck and not turn around. Odysseus was still able to appreciate the Siren’s song when he tied himself to the mast, but I wouldn’t even be able to see a censored silhouette of the cla.s.s leader.

It turns out that in private occasions, when it wasn’t necessary to act like the cla.s.s leader, Shu Sha thought of bad ideas just like Xiong YaoYue or Xiao Qin. She actually took a large pillow from the bed and tried to tie it to the back of my neck.

The worst part was the pillow could indeed obscure my view. She thought for a moment before she removed the belt from her jeans and tied it around my neck, then stuffed the pillow in.

It was humiliating, but I felt a bit excited being tied up with a belt that was just around the cla.s.s leader’s hips.

All the preparations were finished and the cla.s.s leader finally breathed a sigh of relief and headed to the bathroom to shower.

The sound of clattering water mixed with the roar of the lion on the TV and formed a weird melody.

I was shocked to hear a knock on the door. I was afraid the anti-p.o.r.nography brigade had launched a new wave of operations. If they broke in and found the cla.s.s leader showering with me topless and tied to the foot of the bed, they would think we were doing S&M and we wouldn’t be able to clear our names.

Luckily, it was just a false alarm, the person knocking had entered a different room.

I was a little relieved, then made several attempts to shake off the pillow out from behind my head to no avail, so I had to watch animal planet in frustration.

I saw an African male lion is confront a hyena. The male lion opened its huge mouth and yelled:

“Meow ~”

Wait, I think there’s something wrong with the TV sounds.

“Meow ~” the lion on TV meowed again.

I took a closer look and realized there was no lion on TV. The creature meowing came from the window and was slowly walking towards me.

It was only a black cat that probably came in through the broken window. Did it come in to find food, or did it find the room cooler with air conditioning.

It looks like it has guts, since it was able to ignore the cla.s.s leader’s hunter aura. A regular cat would have fled if it came within 10m of the cla.s.s leader.

Wait, today’s situation is a bit different. Although the cla.s.s leader has a detestable aura, I was still quite popular with animals, so the cat was probably attracted to me.

There’s still a lot of leftover meat patties from dinner, so I’ll feed it to you when the cla.s.s leader comes out and unties me.

Hey, don’t be rushed, why are you jumping on my legs? The patties are on the coffee table, you can go get it yourself!

I’ve never seen such an intimate wild cat, are you really a wild cat? It stood on its two hind legs and began scratching my chest with its front paws. Although its paws are very cute, it feels itchier than usual since I was tied up.

Wait, westerners always say black cats are unlucky, but I always thought nothing of it, but what was it doing. It actually started… to lick… my manly nipples with its barbed tongue.

That’s not food! It made me numb and itchy, plus the gaze in its eyes made it seem like it could take a bit at any second.

I was in a crisis, I actually met a cat who likes to eat human flesh. It’s a man-eating cat! Although a man’s nipples might be useless, it would still hurt if it was bitten off. Plus, how ugly would it look with one missing nipple. Based on the cla.s.s leader’s OCD, she might even bite off my other nipple to make it symmetrical.