Don't Gamble With a Gambler

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Part 1 Drinks in the city.

We had never really spoken in high school, but when we ran into each other in the city we decided we should catch up on old times. After all we were from a country town where everyone knew just about everyone, so there would be plenty of things to talk about. Enough things in fact that one drink soon led to many and naturally the flirting began. As I am a tall, muscular brunette with deep brown eyes – I had enough bourbon in me to be able to hit on this long legged wonder. I couldn’t really see my self as being able to pull this girl who was just oozing sex, as she is about 5’9 with ice cold glittering grey blue eyes and with silkiest dark brown hair, she could have stepped into any of my fantasies with her tight ass, thin body and D cup tits.

“So, how has you love life been, cutie?” I asked in my sly but seemingly innocent tone.

Looking away she replied while pursing her pink lipstick smeared lips in an alluring fashion,

“Why do you ask Michael?” she breathed in the most obvious teasing tone.

“I just assumed with your looks you would have no trouble finding the man of your dreams.” I dropped in my first offhand compliment of the evening.

“Do you really think I’m attractive?” she teased, running her finger around the rim of her wine glass.

“Of course – I would love to see more of you,” I said cheekily while giving my cutest smile.

“And how would you propose we do that Michael?” she whispered as she tilted her head coyly giving the cheekiest smile.

I racked my brain thinking of how I can take this to the next level, I didn’t want to be blatant and leave a wonder like this bored and I wasn’t certain of her signals – I am stupidly shy at times. I wanted to think of something interesting but still sexy and there the idea was – a bit extreme for what I wanted, but with a few drinks in me I thought – what the hell!

“Well I’ve always wanted to play a game of strip poker,” I casually mentioned while my heart raced a mile a minute thinking of her luscious breasts uncovered.

“Sure, let’s go to your place,” she said with a delightful twinkle in her eye.

Part Two. The Game

We walked into my house while I told her to get comfortable I busied myself pouring a couple of drinks and getting some cards. Too my surprise she had wandered to my bedroom and was lying on my bed toying with her hair.

She laughed saying “I think I’ve had a bit too much to drink, but I just can’t wait too see your cock”

I spluttered into my drink at how forward she had become. “Well only if your lucky sexy,” I tried to say coolly.

She chuckled as she breathed “Well if you think you have a chance why don’t we raise the stakes a little?”

My heart pounding like a drum I answered “What do you have in mind?”

With an insolent smile she replied “First one naked is the other ones sex slave for the night.”

As a huge grin spread across my face thinking of this beautiful creature as mine as I replied “Your on!”

I climbed onto the bed and began dealing out the cards. I couldn’t help but stare at her in her tight black top, covered teasingly by her jacket, and her tight black pants that hugged her legs and ass almost like latex. I won the first two hands and she casually flicked off her black low heels onto the floor at the foot of the bed. I was feeling the twinges in my cock in anticipation of seeing more of her gorgeous body with winning the next hand.

As though I’d jinxed myself I lost the next four in row and ended up sitting there in just my jeans and boxers.

“Mmm very nice,” she purred rubbing her nails over my bare chest. “I’m going to enjoy using you,” her eyes twinkling evilly.

Considering my predicament with her still wearing twice the number of clothes than me I ventured,

“Well if you’re so keen why don’t we double the items of clothing for every hand lost, so you don’t have to wait so long?”

She arched her eyebrow as she murmured “Well if you’re so keen to show me your cock and for me to use you like the slut boy you are then, by all means two items for every hand.”

As my heart pounded at the foolishness of my tipsy decision I dealt the next hand. Three of a kind, I had dealt myself the best hand of the game.

My grin spreading from ear to ear as she laid down her two pair, “Read them and weep,” I gloated. “Now it’s your turn to show me some skin.”

The look on her face was priceless as her anticipated victory was denied to her.

Her expression turns sly as she teases, “You’re still going to lose and be my little slave boy, but have your taste of things to come.”

She slowly reached up and lifted her tight black top over her head revealing her ripe breasts encased in the flimsy pink satin and lace of her bra.

She smirked and while looking pointedly at my crotch, “You certainly seem to enjoy the show” she teasingly joked, which only caused my growing erection to further stiffen.

She turned away from me and blew me a kiss over her shoulder as she slowly began to inch her tight black pants down her ass, giving me a tantalizingly show as her matching pink satin and lace g-string slowly emerged showing her perfect ass to advantage. With my hard on now at its full 8 and a half inch length I didn’t even bother to try and hide its length pushing at my jeans.

With undisguised lust she stared at my barely hidden erection and ordered,

“Deal the cards boy I want to play with my new toy!” as she licked her lips seductively.

As I joking responded, “Yes mistress,” the twinkle in her eye became a glint.

As I dealt the cards for what had to be the last time with our two items of clothing wager, I began to feel mixed emotions, as much as I want to use and control this incredibly sensuous girl, what would it be like to be her little slave boy?

As I looked at my cards I knew I may well find out with a sequence of four I had no choice to go for a straight. It was going to be one of those all or nothing hands. As I waited for my last card my desires and wants rushed through my brain – did I want to win or lose this hand? I asked myself. As I turned the final card I knew who was going to be naked tonight.

I had a straight. She had a pair of queens. I had won and the bet and been her idea, it couldn’t have worked out better for me.

“Well now what a surprise – look who is the slave tonight my little butterfly?” I said rather smugly, grinning the whole time.

With disappointment clear on her face she muttered, “Lucky.”

“Now don’t be like that slave, show me my prize, A bet’s a bet after all…” I murmured trying not to sound too pleased with myself.

I was unsuccessful by the slightly bitter look she gave as reach behind her to unclasp her bra. As her two smooth globes were revealed I noticed that her nipples were rock hard, as I wasn’t sure whether this was from her anticipation of me as her slave or the idea of serving me all night, I held my tongue.

I couldn’t help but me immensely aroused at the site before me, an absolutely gorgeous girl stripping in front of me, ready to serve me and fulfill one of biggest fantasies. She seemed embarrassed now as she reached down to wiggle out of g-string and step out of it. I realized why almost immediately as her cleanly shaven pussy was dripping with juice.

“Stand up straight, arms at your sides and legs spread slave,” I calmly order my slave for the night.

“Okay,” she mumbles as she begins to get into the position requested.

*SMACK*

“You will refer to me as Master or Sir and you will respond immediately to all of my commands slave!” I firmly command while looking deep into her ice grey eyes. I see a glimmer of something inside and I realize for the first time that she is enjoying this and that this is what she always wanted.

While continuing to look into her eyes I reach down and slowly slide my finger along her wet slit and raise my finger to her mouth. Looking at my finger covered in her juices, she doesn’t hesitate and engulfs my fingers in her mouth and sucking them clean. She rolls her tongue around my fingers savoring the taste until I finally remove them.

“Did I give you permission to touch my fingers slave?” I pointed ask, arching my eyebrows at my new toy.

“No Sir,” she whimpers as she blushes bright red at how wanton and sluttish she acted.

“Are you such a slut that you can’t even wait to taste your own pussy?”

I asked sternly already knowing her answer.

The look on her face was priceless as she blushed a bright crimson and looking away mumbled a hesitant, “Yes, Sir.”

I gently turned her face back towards me with my fingers and cupping her face in my hand I asked gentle, “Answer me babe – tell me what you are.”

Torn between embarrassment and her obvious arousal she hesitated before finally stammering,

“I am a slut master, I can’t control my sexual desires, I’m… I’m always aroused, I need a master to take control of me and use my body, and I need to be possessed utterly. I’m such a whore…” she began to choke up with emotion with her confession.

I looked into her eyes again as I gentle stoked her shoulders and kissed her lightly on the mouth, “Don’t worry, I am here for you, nothing will go wrong while you are with me, I will make you feel like you’ve always needed to feel.”

Part Three. Service with a Smile.

She smiled the most beautiful smile as her eyes were glistening with moisture, “Thank you for this Michael, I am ready to serve you however you see fit Master,” She breathed in a voice that made me want to melt.

“Very well Cassie, your safe words are ‘yellow’ to slow down and ‘red’ to stop, though I don’t think you’ll need them tonight,” as I began to talk more firmly knowing that this is what she really needs.

“Yes Master, thank you Master,” She nodded submissively.

“Lie back on my bed slut, I want to see how you masturbate,” I order.

“Yes, Master,” she said blushing slightly at the idea.

She hesitantly began to stroke and play with her nipples as I sat down and murmured encouragement, “Good girl, keep going pet.”

Her right hand began to slowly trace down across to her belly as she began to lightly tease her pussy and her clit.

“No need to be shy slut, I know how much you want it,” I encouraged grinning on the sidelines.

She looked over into my eyes as she began to slowly fuck her pussy with two straight fingers. In what seemed to be no time at all she was reaching down with her other hand to savagely rub and pinch her clit, while her other fingers began to piston in and out of her pussy. She was masturbating with a ferocious intensity, yet she never once looked away from my eyes. I could now tell by her rising moans and rapid breathing that she was getting too close to orgasm.

“Stop slut, hands off yourself!” I barked.

She moaned in frustration but obeyed. I reached over her and gently blindfolded her. As I began to cuff her wrists and legs to the bed I notice her breathing again becoming more rapid. I had her spread-eagled lying on my bed, face up. I pause for a minute or two so she could wonder what I was about to do. I began to then lightly run the tips of my fingernails in circles over her body. She shivered as I began to trace patterns, pause and move my fingertips on and off her naked and goose-bumped body.

I pause for another few minutes while I snuck into the kitchen for two ice-cubes. As I came back into the bedroom I was again struck by how beautiful she was and how lucky I was to have her.

Suddenly I engulfed her erect nipple in my mouth causing her to moan and squirm as I used my tongue to tease her nipple as I gentle bit and teased. I paused again leaving her to wonder. When she had calmed down I placed the two ice-cubes directly onto her erect nipples swirled them briefly then withdrew. By now her nipples were rock hard, as she began to strain against her bonds with the teasing. Again I began to suck and nibble at her breasts, only to stop as her breath begins to quicken.

“Master please, stop teasing and get me off,” She begged in a frayed and ragged voice.

“Quiet slut, your body is mine to do with as I please – you make another sound and I will gag you whore!” I firmly remonstrated.

“Sorry master,” She moaned.

“I told you not to make another noise slut! Open your mouth,” I reinforced with a spank to her thigh.

She reluctantly opened her mouth and accepted her own wet panties into her mouth, which I tied in place with one of my ties.

“You like the taste slut?” I smirked.

“Mmm arghh,” She grunted and moaned with what I took to be acceptance.

As I traced my fingernails down her luscious breasts I felt goose-bumps once again rise as she shivered for what seemed to be the thousandth time. This time I continued down her belly as I reached her pussy and clit. Lightly tracing my fingers over her pussy lips, I felt her clit begin to rise. Using my tongue I began to lightly flick her now uncovered clit as I began to slowly slide my index finger in and out of her hole.

As her breathing rose to a pant I began to suck firmly on her clit, swirling around the cute bud as I began to suck and bump it in a steadily increasing rhythm. I inserted a second finger into her pussy and began to twist the two fingers as I slide them in and out in time with my licking. As her breathing rose to a frantic pace I stopped only to hear her moan in frustration.

Reaching under the bed I selected a few of the toys I had acquired over the years for just this situation. As I lit a candle on the bedside to give me sensuous lighting to work by, I inserted a nice 7 inch vibrator into my lover’s wet pussy. As I began to slowly work it in and out of her wet and dripping hole, I felt her hips begin to rise in time to the motion.

As I reached down to turn on the vibrator as I buried it deep inside of her, she exploded into her loudest moan of the evening, “Arghhhh oohhh uh mmm.”

“Enjoying yourself slut?” I queried, to receive a quick nodding of her head.

“Would you me to suck on your clit again pet?” I slyly asked; too quickly receive another near frantic nodding of her head. “You may not cum without my permission slut – you will be severely punished if you do!” I firmly explained, again emphasizing my orders with a sharp slap to her thigh.

I again lowered my mouth onto her bud to begin the pleasure yet again.

It wasn’t long before the vibrator in her pussy and my tongue had her bucking against her bonds and moaning loudly.

I paused briefly to query, “Are you close pet?” To which she responded by lifting her lolling head to nod as she continued to buck and moan. “You may not cum without permission slut!” I again emphasized.

I continued to tongue her clit as I buried the vibrator in her. As her bucking became even more frantic and I began worried about her wrists straining so hard against the cuffs, I switched position and began to work her clit between my forefinger and thumb while keeping the vibrator inside her pussy. Using my free hand I began to circle her pointed nipples with another ice cube. She moaned into her gag in instant response.

“Not just yet slut!” I ordered as I continued to play with her body. I could feel her tensing her muscles in a vain attempt to hold off the impending orgasm. “Would you like to cum slut?” I teased, to be greeted with a wild spate of nodding.

Reaching down for my final trick for this session, I continued to toy with her body before I finally breathed “You may cum slut.”

As I felt her body beginning to tense and shake with a tremendous orgasm I reached over and poured the hot wax from the candle over her incredibly stimulated nipples and breasts.

“Ah AH AHHH AHHH!” She screamed into her gag for what seemed to be an eternity and she continued to be rocked by powerful orgasms.

As she began to calm down I removed the vibrator from her pussy and rammed my thick erect and already dripping 8 and a half inch cock into her slit.

As I fucked her with powerful strokes that buried my cock up to the hilt, I grabbed the remains of the ice-cube and slid it over her wax covered breasts.

As her moaning began to rise and I began to feel the cum race around in my balls. I picked up the leather paddle from my toy box. I lifted her leg up and reached behind for access to her sweet ass.

*SMACK*

I slapped her hard as I buried my cock in her again.

*SMACK*

As she began to scream from the blows, moan from the fucking.

*SMACK*

As I switched sides and began to work her right side.

*SMACK*

I felt my cum begin to boil and rush through me.

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

As I continued to spank her ass with the paddle as I began to release my cum inside her tight walls. As I felt my cum shoot out with tremendous force I could feel her contract in another orgasm. I moaned as she screamed into her gag as her pussy began to milk my cock in and intense suction.

As we came down from our orgasms I reached up past her wax covered tits and cupped her sweaty red face – she had never looked so beautiful. I removed her gag and kissed her tenderly. I removed her blindfold and we stared each other for so long I began to shiver as the chill of the room overcame my now drained excitement.

As we kissed again she pulled back and breathed, “I can’t wait for my turn in charge…”

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