No Smoking

The day was bright and clear, with a chill in the air when Niki walked out of the chemistry lab that November afternoon. Squinting as her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight, she took a deep breath--

And instantly her lungs stopped working.

Niki shied away from the smell of cigarette smoke, fighting to control the asthma attack she knew was coming.

The only other person around was a guy from her chemistry class, a guy named Jason, sitting on the steps, smoking.

\"Could you put that out, please?\" she said tersely. He just stared at her, took a drag, and blew the smoke in her direction. She waved it away, dropping her backpack into her hand as she did so. \"Why do bastards like you always have to smoke right in front of the fucking door?\"

The last thing he saw was a heavy backpack coming at his face.

*

Jason woke several hours later. The first thing he felt was the need for a cigarette.

Next he felt a flash of pain from his swolen nose, and he almost panicked when he found he couldn\'t breathe. He let his mouth fall open, gasping for air.

His hands were tied to something above his head--an eyewash station, he saw when he looked up. He was standing barefoot on the tile floor of the chem lab.

No, not just barefoot. Stark naked. He shivered.

\"Cold, Jason?\" said a female voice. He twisted around, but couldn\'t see her. \"They turn the heat off in these buildings at night.\"

\"Who are you? Where are my clothes?\"

\"Tossed them. They smelled like cigarettes. Nice tighty-whities, by the way.\"

\"You stupid bitch! Untie me!\" He thrashed, but the extension cord wrapped around his wrists was so tight he couldn\'t even feel his hands, and no amount of movement on his part would loosen it.

Suddenly, a deluge of icy water poured down over his head. He yelped, shrinking away from the freezing cold, shrinking into himself.

Just as abruptly, the water shut off. Jason gasped something incoherent.

\"Just trying to get rid of the smell,\" Niki said as she moved into his field of vision. She glanced down at his member and smirked.

Jason flushed.

She had taken off her bulky jacket, and he couldn\'t help running his eyes over her body, full breasts, curves barely hinted at by the sweater that she wore. He had never noticed her before, in all their weeks of having class together, but she definitely had his attention now.

Niki looked down again at his cock, now swelling and growing hard. Amusement warred with contempt in her vivid blue eyes.

\"Point that thing someplace else, will you? You\'re in an awfully good mood considering the circumstances.\"

\"Well, what do you want from me, anyway?\" he asked, hoping against hope that this was some kinky bondage fantasy of hers--no bloodplay, just a little harmless fun.

To his very great pleasure, she placed both hands on his broad chest, kneading the muscular flesh. Jason groaned.

\"The question is, what do you want?\"

\"After this, a cigarette,\" he said, thrusting his pelvis against her hip. She sidestepped, wrapping one leg around his so she straddled his thigh. \"So, do you get off on this kind of thing or what?\" Not that he really wanted to question it.

\"Shh...\" She kissed his nipple, making him cry out. Her finger went to his lips and he pulled it inside his mouth, sucking it the way his girlfriend liked to suck his dick.

Speaking of which, the little willie was rock-hard now and throbbing almost painfully.

\"Oh, God,\" he moaned. \"Untie me. Oh, God, untie me. Oh, God, untie me!\"

\"Say the magic word,\" she said, trailing fire down his steamy wet back.

\"Please!\"

\"Beg me.\"

\"Yes! I\'m begging you! Please!\" He rolled into her; she rolled neatly with him, stroking him, touching him everywhere but the one place he really wanted. \"Oh, God, I need you.\" He\'d rip her shirt off with his teeth if he had to, but what he really wanted was the feeling of her body in his hands, the firm swell of breasts, the gentle curve of hips, the heat inside her thighs, the tightness inside her--because somehow, he knew she would be. In spite of the expert way she was stroking him and kissing his chest, her eyes seemed to speak of some level of innocence.

\"How bad do you need me?\"

\"Untie me and you can find out.\"

She pulled away from him, leaving aching cold where there had been fire. He waited for her to release the pressure on his wrists, but nothing happened.

\"Niki?\"

Behind him, a door slammed.

\"Niki?\"

*

Niki opened a window in the hallway and climbed out, shivering. The temperature had dropped sharply; she shrugged into her jacket. It was too bad she couldn\'t open one of the lab windows and let Jason freeze to death, but that would be slow, uncertain, and far less ironic than the fate she had in store for him.

She coughed hard, doubling over, and wondered how she\'d lasted that long int aht room without choking to death. It was hard enough to breathe out in the open air.

Smiling to herself, Niki headed to her car.

*

Jason struggled for an hour before he managed to free himself. He fell to the floor, trying to curl his numb fingers around his aching cock. They wouldn\'t move.

\"Come on, goddammit!\" He put a hand on either side and began to pump with a frantic rhythm until he finally released his load, spraying hot cum all down his leg.

Jason went limp, crying out in pain.

\"Bitch!\" he sobbed. \"Why? What the hell?\"

No answers came, but the cold seeped into his naked body until he forced himself to get up.

Shaking his hands to restore the circulation, Jason went to the corner where she\'d left his clothes. He tried to get his jeans on and dropped them, spilling the cigarettes and lighter from his back pocket.

The craving hit him hard, and he practically threw himself at his cancer sticks, fumbling with the lighter, seeking one of the two great pleasures of his life, since the other had been denied him.

\"Light, you son of a bitch!\"

Though his hands were still numb and unresponsive, at last he managed to create the spark that fed the tiny flame. He grinned.

It was too bad his nose was broken. Otherwise he could have smelled the natural gas that had been pouring into the room for hours.

And so, poor Jason was denied even the pleasure of a last cigarette.

*

From her car, Niki saw the fireball that blew out all the windows of the chemistry lab as the music swelled.

\"Excellent timing,\" she said, \"you stupid cigarette-smoking bastard.\" She flipped off the burning building and drove away.