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Subject: Title story: "The Bet" Author: John Carter                                                                   120774386
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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 because of the surprize.



A second drop hit her on the other side of her breast. A second later a very
cold drop hit her nipple. She could feel it harden as the water slowly ran off.

She heard a small sound near her night table. (The ice cube being put in a
glass?)

Mike's mouth fastened on her left nipple. Again it was unexpected. This had an
effect too. Mike was very good at this and knew how sensitive her breasts were.
She could feel the familiar desire for him to go on building in her stomach.

It had been 5:30 when he had started blindfolding her.

Holding out till midnight might be fun.

A small moan escaped her lips as his hand lightly pinched her right nipple.

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