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- The Bet \ by John Carter ; for PP
-
- 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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