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Subject: Title story: "The Bet" Author: John Carter 50312544
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Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2005 12:22:28 +0000
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The Bet
Her arms were tied to the corner posts of the bed. At
the moment they were just restrained. There was no pressure
unless she tried to pull away. The teri-cloth belt from each of
their robes held her in place more firmly than she would have
imagined.
Her feet were bound to something that kept her knees
apart, wide apart. She wasn't sure what it was, but a broom
stick was her current guess. The blindfold left her no clue that
didn't come in from another sense. It was quite effective.
Somehow the stick held her feet not only apart, but down.
She couldn't tell how it did that. Was it tied to the bottom of
the bed? Mike had blindfolded her before doing anything else so
she wouldn't know what was going on.
The bet seemed serious now. It was still fun, but there
was an edge of determination and a small one of fear. What would
he do to get her to give him the combination?
The chest at the foot of the bed was sealed with a
combination padlock. She had bought it this morning and hidden
the combination under the silverware divider in the drawer in the
kitchen. The numbers swam in her head: Five-fourteen-nine.
Would she be able to keep the combination secret until midnight? The thought of
that filled her with the oddest series of
sensations.
She was naked, of course. He was allowed to do anything
that didn't leave a mark, with the understanding that whatever he
did couldn't have as it's basic purpose causing pain. He could
swat her ass, but only as part of something else, not to cause
her to tell because of the pain.
Or as he'd put it, "I can make you come so much that
you'll do anything to get me to stop."
Her eyebrows had gone straight up at that. It was an
extremely rare event for her to tire out before any boy she had
ever slept with had run out steam. She was almost always ready
for more. The only times she could remember not wanting to
continue had been in the extremely early morning after a very
full day.
Today she was rested. She'd slept late. She
expected to enjoy this and then to win the bet.
Put simply, the loser would have his or her pubic hair
removed as the penalty for losing.
She couldn't help grinning as she thought of him on his
back, legs spread, with foam over his crotch as she said, "Let's
be very still. We don't want any accidents down here, do we?" The idea of
shaving his scrotum especially appealed to her.
Something cold hit her left breast. It was only a drop
of water, but being blindfolded she had no warning of it's
approach. It felt much more shocking and ... sort of painful
...
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