“Hey, pervert,” I said. “I saw your TV setup and thought you might like to see her in person.”
I grabbed him by the little ponytail he had, lifting his top half as his bound feet kicked wildly. He screamed as Aiden grabbed his ankles to help lift him out.
“This is the easy part, man. Might as well save your breath,” Aiden said. He stopped, pulling one of his hands away to inspect it. “This is disgusting. Now I feel like I’m touching pervert cum no matter what I hold on to.”
“I can’t imagine he’s getting off on his ankles.”
“You saw that setup. He’d glow under a black light. No amount of cleaning could clean up what he’s been doing in there,” Aiden said.
“Please stop talking or I’m going to drop him,” I said through gritted teeth. Now I was the one who didn’t want to be touching him.
“See, not very fun when you think about it,” Aiden said as we hauled him into the chair. We had it set up under one of our lifts. It made it easy to put people in any position we wanted them in.
Harper came over, her eyes wide, the slight fear in them pissing me off further. “That’s him.”
“Perfect!” I said with a smile, turning to him. “It’s your lucky day, well, kind of. We got the right guy.”
Aiden smirked, reaching up to high-five me. I almost high-fived back, but stopped midway.
“We should wash our hands first.”
“Definitely agree,” Aiden said.
“Aren’t you just going to get blood on you?” Harper asked, making the guy’s eyes go wide.
“Blood and whatever nasty shit is on him are two very different things.”
Hero stepped up to the guy, looking him over while Aiden and I cleaned up.
“This is the guy that’s touching you?” he asked. The guy fought against the ties as Harper stepped up next to Hero.
“Constantly trying. He was groping me all day at work and when I left for the night, he attacked me in the parking lot and tried to assault me.”
Hero flicked the guy’s eyeball. The weirdo loved taking eyeballs out and I could never understand why. I didn’t question it, but I didn’t know why.
“You think you are so nasty that women won’t touch you, so that gives you the right to force them into it?” he asked.
The guy violently shook his head no, and I laughed.“No? What about those creepy cameras that are obviously hidden in the bathrooms?”
“Eww, you are sick!” Harper yelled as her mouth dropped open. “What do we do now?”
“We make it hurt so he remembers not to do it again.”
“Where do I start?” she asked, making us all turn to her in surprise.
“Are you sure you want to help?” I asked as she stepped closer.
“Very sure,” she said.
Hero reached next to the couch, pulling out a bat and holding it out for her. She grabbed it, pulling a little too hard. When Hero let go, the bat did, too, smacking him in the face.
“Oh my god,” Harper said. “I’m sorry!”
Hero groaned, grabbing his chin as Aiden and I laughed.
“Him!” Hero yelled. “You hit him. I’m not the fucking pervert.”
“I didn’t mean to,” she said, looking at me.
