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"Bet" 
by deirdre

(mf ff ds bd sm)

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone. She was last heard from in late April 1996.
We will repost all 156 stories, with original comments by her, in
alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." In the coming months, we will announce a "deirdre-fest"
for next Spring. Meanwhile, enjoy! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****


Disclaimer: this is not reality; it is a string of words. The author
does not wish to live out the experiences described. The author does
not wish anyone to live out the experiences described. If you lack the
maturity to grasp this disclaimer, then under no circumstances read
this story without the express permission and guidance of someone more
mature. -- deirdre


Bet 
by deirdre

She's kneeling, nude between my legs, trying her hardest to deep-
throat my rigid cock even though she doesn't have the knack. At the
same time, she's frigging herself as fast as she can, moaning loudly,
and coming again and again. Behind her, someone's stuffing a well-
lubricated dildo into her ass. She's shivering, almost going into
spasms, but still trying to get my entire cock into her throat. She
doesn't look up at my face. She puts one hand behind my ass to get some
leverage pushing my cock in her throat while continuing to frig herself
with her other hand.

You may wonder how this came about. I can still hardly believe it
myself, and never would have believed this two months ago. It started
when my wife, Stacy invited several of her girlfriends over for supper
one night when I was going out to play cards with some friends. My game
fell through, and I ended up staying to eat supper with Stacy and her
girlfriends. I must admit I didn't mind--every one of the girls was a
babe, and I got a good chance to visit with them as we sat around,
drinking wine before supper. The girls had planned to play cards or
something, but hadn't decided on a game. One of Stacy's friends, Eve,
brought an old game over which I recognized because I used to play it
at my grandmother's house. It was sort of like tic-tac-toe, but larger
and more complex. Eve suggested we try the game, but refused to play it
herself, saying she was too experienced from playing it as a child and
would beat anybody. This intrigued me, because I am into games, having
studied chess and played bridge quite a bit, and out of curiosity, I
had studied this game for weeks, to the point where I was just about
unbeatable--the best someone might do is play me to a draw. I told Eve
that there was absolutely no way she could beat me, and she clearly
didn't believe me one bit. Well, to make a long story short, the girls
egged us into making a bet, and the wine or something induced us to
make it a daring bet. We finally bet that the loser would serve
dinner--stripped from the waste down! Naturally I had glanced at Stacy
whose look indicated she was all for it! So Stacy was willing to either
show off her husband, or allow her husband to see Eve in a very
compromising mode of dress. Imagine my surprise.

Well, we started the game, and it was time for me to be surprised. Eve
knew her game. She seemed equally surprised that I had apparently done
so much homework on the game. Well, we both started studying our turns
really hard, but the game doesn't take very long and it was soon
finished: as a draw. Obviously, there was no loser, but the girls
weren't having it! They said they'd been led to believe there would be
a 'show'. Finally, one of the girls, Jackie, assumed the role of
arbiter and declared we would play again. This time if there was a
draw, we would both be declared losers and share the serving duties!
Well, we both thought very carefully about every move during that
second game, and dinner ended up being delayed. But sure enough, we
ended up in another draw.

Needless to say, Eve and I sat there about as embarrassed as you can
imagine, but neither of us making a move. I certainly didn't want to
start stripping right there and find Eve wasn't going to go through
with it. Obviously Eve was having the same thoughts. Jackie quickly
took charge, and had the two of us kick off our shoes and remove our
socks simultaneously. Then she had us stand up facing each other and
had two of the other girls simultaneously unsnap our jeans and edge
them down. Soon we were both in shirts and underpants. Then Jackie had
two of the girls edge our underpants down simultaneously. There we
were, as promised. The girls were almost in shock that we had all
gotten this far.

You might think that I got an immediate hard-on, but amazingly enough,
I didn't. I guess embarrassment counteracted my usual reaction,
something I had never experienced before. Eve and I still just stood
there, staring at each other when Jackie reminded us that we had a job
to do. Well, we ended up acting as servants--we soon discovered that
the girls expected us to be silent, and soon they were making us stand
in the room's corners, facing the corners when they had nothing for us
to do. I did start to get hard, and Stacy, bless her heart, helped me
get hard by ordering me to come over, then masturbating my cock a
little with her hand! Not much, just enough to get me hard. None of the
other girls touched me except that Jackie got the idea to take a spoon
and use the edge of it to gently scrape the underside of my cock. She
seemed to know cocks, because she had it so hard I was afraid I would
come right there! Believe me, the girls were amused. Jackie did
something similar to Eve, but I was standing facing the corner at the
time, so I don't know what she did.

Well, that is about the extent of that meal--the most interesting thing
the rest of the night was the sex Stacy and I had that night. The next
morning, sober, Stacy and I avoided all mention of the evening's
activities, but a few days later after we got over the embarrassment of
it, Stacy and I managed to talk about it. She admitted that she loved
every bit of it, and loved seeing me in the role of slave! I admitted
to being turned on by some tendency towards exhibitionism and
submission that I never before knew I had. Well, we decided to try it
ourselves. One evening I dressed in only a tee-shirt, made supper, and
served it to Stacy in our dining room. She restrained herself well,
practically refusing to touch me, but trying out the tricks with the
spoon. During the middle of supper, she asked me to get a foot-ruler
with which she played with my cock in a similar manner, and also
smacked my ass a few times! It stung, but not enough to make me quit
the game. And this time, I remained hard from the beginning of the
evening on. Afterwards, we screwed like crazy.

Well, we tried it again the next night, and within a week we were doing
it almost all the time we were home. Also, Stacy was experimenting more
and was showing me a sadistic streak I never would have guessed! Well,
once when we were talking about it, we discovered that we both had
enjoyed having Eve share my predicament! Soon we were plotting to see
if we could repeat more aspects of that notorious evening. Eve appeared
to be avoiding Stacy ever since, which Stacy attributed to Eve's
embarrassment after the fact. But this didn't stop Stacy. She used this
as an excuse to invite Eve over--telling her when she invited her that
we should get together to help put the embarrassment behind us. Little
did Eve know what Stacy really intended.

Well, Eve came over for dinner, and Stacy made sure we all had plenty
of wine to start with. Then she laughingly brought up how embarrassed I
had been about the previous evening. Eve looked alarmed at first, but
soon she was laughing at me too. Then Stacy bent the conversation
towards hinting that she had enjoyed the evening, and said in a
disparaging way that I, as a male, had naturally got some jollies from
it. She even mentioned the lurid sex we had had afterwards. Soon she
had Eve admitting to experiencing some excitement, she mentioned her
and my subsequent little escapades and in another three minutes, she
had Eve agreeing to try it again for the evening!

Once again, neither Eve nor I could undress, so Stacy took Jackie's
role and managed to get our bottom-halves nude again. Well, Stacy was
in control throughout dinner. She had her ruler there and by the end of
the evening she had Eve used to being smacked with it at whim! She
didn't let Eve and me in the kitchen together--she had one of us in the
corner in the dining room while the other was in the kitchen. I did get
to see her using the ruler to stimulate Eve. She rubbed the edge of it
over one of Eve's nipples through her shirt, then over the other, then
used the end on her slit, finding her clitoris. Eve was obviously
excited, with her eyes shut, and having trouble remaining standing!

Well, when dinner ended, Stacy didn't let our game stop. Eventually,
she personally put Eve to bed in the guest bedroom and me to bed on the
living room couch. Believe it or not, no sex that night! In the
morning, we continued our roles through breakfast and beyond, and
during that day we drove to Eve's apartment, picked up some clothes and
brought it back. There was no question that Eve would move in with us.

Well, over the days that followed, Stacy's confidence only grew, and
her mastery over us grew as well. Soon she had us completely nude a lot
of the time, and had us licking her cunt in front of each other! She
made us masturbate in front of each other, and started teaching us to
take whippings with a leather belt instead of just a ruler. We also got
very proficient at obeying commands instantly. Often she would spend
the evening watching TV, with the two of us laying face down on the
carpet in front of her, nude, each of us with a dildo stuffed in the
ass.

Stacy still liked to take me to bed with her at night, and believe it
or not, we were still equals there--it was our time to talk about how
things were going. Eve got her relief by masturbating at night in the
guest bedroom, something that Stacy and I managed to determine by a
little night-time spying. Well, after a couple of weeks, one Friday
night Stacy brought home a woman to see us! Some woman I had never met
before. Up until this time, it had been a private game, not even the
other girls from that original notorious night knowing our secret. When
someone would come to our house, the game was interrupted and we
quickly put on some strategically- placed clothes. But this time, Stacy
clearly wanted us to remain nude, which there was no question that we
would. From Stacy's conversation with the woman, Lianne, I gathered
that Lianne was used to slaves like Eve and myself, and Stacy was
trying hard to impress her with what she had done with us. I also
gathered that Lianne sometimes took a slave belonging to someone else
to her own house for a weekend training session. And I gathered that
the returned slave was unbelievably obedient and subservient. It seemed
that Stacy wanted to see if Lianne would be willing to take one of us.
Believe me, I started getting mixed feelings: excitement at the idea of
undergoing such training, but fear too. And a part of me was excited
about the prospect of Eve undergoing the training! Lianne was obviously
into women as well as men, and I wondered if she had a preference and
would want to take Eve on that account.

Well, Stacy ran us through our paces, having us serve dinner, then
showing Lianne how we accepted whippings and ass-fucking, but Lianne
was hard to read. Finally, at the end of the evening, Lianne mentioned
the necessity to leave. Stacy seemed to be on pins and needles as to
whether Lianne would take one of us. Well, Lianne took a pair of
handcuffs out of her purse, looked at Stacy, and told her to turn
around and put her hands behind her. Well, you should have seen Stacy's
jaw drop! She stood there speechless. Lianne repeated the instructions
word for word, but with iron in her quiet voice that shook me. Then
Stacy slowly but obediently turned around and allowed Lianne to snap
the handcuffs on her wrists! You should have seen the look on Stacy's
face. Lianne told Eve and me we had the weekend by ourselves to "get to
know each other". And did we! After seeing each other so much, we were
so hot for each other we spent almost the whole weekend in bed. One
special thing was that Eve was used to taking it in the ass from
Stacy's attentions, so I got my first taste of ass-fucking. Eve loved
it and I found it out of this world.

Well, Sunday night Lianne brought Stacy back and I could not believe
the change! Lianne left right away, but Stacy kept her eyes down on the
floor and remained nude. Anything Eve or I said to her she did in an
instant. Eve and I tried all the tricks she had tried on us, and she
obviously wanted more. For the whole next week, she remained in that
obedient pose except while going to work or meeting other people. We
felt like we should be taking stronger action. Eventually, we wondered
what Stacy was getting out of all this and I asked her what she wanted.
She said "I want to get your cock all the way into my mouth", and she
sounded desperate. Thus the amazing scene I describe above. Stacy can't
get enough of it--we've replayed that scene at least 10 times, and any
time we give Stacy permission to ask for something, she begs for it. 



		
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