Forced Bet (Poker Loser Book 1)

by Golden Angel

  After Carrie rolled off of Allison, she realized that all the guys were hard again and stroking their dicks, and that they were all still cheering at the great show the girl's had just put on. Even Todd was smiling and nodding approval, for once without a tinge of jealousy. Seeing its lack, Allison was now sure that was exactly the emotion he’d been displaying. Apparently seeing her with another woman didn’t arouse his possessiveness of her.

  The girls’ exhausted bodies were both picked up and re-positioned, their holes filled with the guy's revived hard-ons. After a while, Allison just felt completely drained, her pussy was so sensitive that she was in a state of almost constant orgasm, any kind of touch to it at all just sent her off shuddering and moaning as the sensitized flesh quivered. She felt slightly nauseous from the amount of cum she'd swallowed, and her ass and pussy were burning as they became the more popular receptacles for all the guys. Finally, sandwiched between two poles that were pounding her sore and overused holes furiously, she passed out.

  Sometime later, she woke up again, water was pouring down on her and she realized she was in the shower. Familiar hands were holding her up, a washcloth was running gently over her body, cleaning the cum from her. Realizing she was awake, Todd put her arms around his neck, so that she could help hold herself up as he washed her. Although everything was hazy and dreamlike, she thought that she felt him kissing her forehead and temples as he washed her.

  The next time she came to it was morning and she was wrapped up in Todd's arms, in his bed. Looking around sleepily, she didn't see anyone else, and it didn't look like he was getting up anytime soon either. Part of her screamed that she needed to get up, call her parents, let them know where she was, making some kind of excuse… another part of her said fuck it.

  She let her still exhausted body snuggle up to Todd’s sleeping form and she fell asleep with one leg between his and her head tucked under his chin. They slept that way until the afternoon.

  Chapter 9

  Allison’s parents weren’t quite as understand about her coming home so late this time, even though Chad had thoughtfully called ahead for her. Thankfully he’d also texted her that he had told her parents that he’d gone out with her again and that she’d gone back to a girl friend’s house to sleep. Unfortunately his excuse just meant that her parents now thought Chad was perhaps a bad influence on her.

  “You never used to drink this much,” her mother fretted, after Allison got home. She was dressed in Todd’s clothes and was claiming that they were her ‘girl friend’s’ gym clothes. “I’m not sure I like you hanging out with this study group anymore. You haven’t been on a single date since you started up with them.”

  Resisting the urge to snort, Allison made soothing noises, hoping that she could extricate herself from her mother’s hovering presence. Her Dad had given her one single disapproving look, told her that he hoped this was the last time that she worried them like that, and disappeared, leaving her to her mother’s more tender (and obnoxious) mercies.

  “It’s just that it’s the end of the semester, we’re just blowing off some steam. My paper’s finished and submitted. We’re having one final study group next Friday before the exam and then that’s it… and we’re not going to be going out after that one, I promise.”

  Her insides quaked a little as she realized what she was saying. Although she’d had to rush out the door as soon as she’d woken up for a second time, Allison had enjoyed waking up in Todd’s bed. He had been remarkably tender of her. Now she was promising her mother that she would be home, safe in her own bed next Friday night. And dealing with her mother was just so obnoxious when she was feeling fuzzy and sore from the gang bang she’d experienced. Although, at least being hung over tended to have a lot of the same symptoms so it wasn’t completely suspicious.

  “Well I’m glad to hear that,” her mother said.

  “I’m going to go take a shower and change into my own clothes,” Allison said, walking away and up the stairs. To her relief her mother didn’t follow her, apparently mollified by Allison’s promise. She gritted her teeth. Living with her parents had never been hard before, but then again she’d always been the perfect daughter before. Now she found herself wishing that she had her own place, where they wouldn’t know if she’d spent the night out.

  How would she afford that though? With Daddy’s money perhaps? That left a slightly bitter taste in her mouth, although it wouldn’t have a few months ago. Todd’s mocking nickname of “Princess” seemed more and more apt, and she resented the hell out of it.

  ****

  Princess,

  This Friday you're going to be all mine. We're going out. I'll mail you a package of what I want you to wear, along with a few items. Be at my apartment at 5pm. I’ll be waiting.

  Your King of Hearts

  *****

  The email had come on Monday, much earlier in the week than Allison was accustomed to getting emails from Todd.

  The package came on Wednesday. Eagerly running to her room, Allison grabbed a pair of scissors and ripped through the tape covering the center opening of the box. The first thing she pulled out was a gorgeous silk dark red dress. It was fantastically low cut in the front - a string across her cleavage would be all that would keep it from gaping wide over her breasts. The back was also scandalously low, and a long slit up the back only left about 8" of material between the bottom of the back and the top of the slit; in the slit was chiffon which would sweep out behind her like a train when she walked. She was going to look like sex in heels. Underneath the dress were a few Ziploc bags. One had a butt plug that looked like it would be much more comfortable than the giant one she'd had to force into her ass for her last one on one date with Todd, some kind of smooth metal bullet object, and a chain that had two little rope loops on the ends.

  Looking over the instructions in the bag, she found that the bullet object was for her pussy, and the little loops were meant to tighten around her nipples. At the very bottom of the box was, shockingly, a pair of panties. Maybe he just didn't want to bullet to fall out of her. When she picked the panties up, she could feel something smooth and hard in the crotch of them. Confused, she found there were no instructions with it... well, only two days till she found out.

  Their last date… what would happen to them after this? Would Todd disappear from her life, leaving her to return to her dates with sweet romantic guys who wanted her for more than a fuck toy? Who would treat her like a princess rather than using it as a mocking endearment? The image of these guys she was conjuring up did nothing to excite her. Putting the silky dress in the back of her closet, she shoved the package under the bed and went to meet Diane for shopping.

  *****

  “I just hate it, you know?” Allison said. “I feel like I can’t breathe anymore when I’m at home. I know they don’t mean to smother me, but just being there is stifling.”

  She and Diane were flipping through racks of lingerie at an upscale boutique. The kind of place that Allison had always imagined buying lingerie; picturing herself buying something soft, lacy and white that she would lose her virginity in. Now she was finding most of the outfits too tame and boring.

  “I’m looking for a roommate. I’m dying to move out of my parent’s house. Do you think you might be able to move in with me?”

  Allison’s hand stopped on a frilly red teddy as she looked up at her friend. Despite the fact that they had only known each other for a few weeks, Allison felt like she could trust Diane. Did that mean she could live with her? Well, it had to be better than living with her parents at the very least, although Allison was pretty sure that it would be better than that.

  “I don’t know. I thought about moving out, but it’s not like I have a job.”

  “So get one,” Diane said, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Allison stared at her friend, and the pretty Asian shrugged. “I bet your Dad will hire you if nothing else.”

  But Allison didn’t want to rely on her father anymore.


  “Okay,” she said, nodding her head. Diane made it sound so easy… what if she stopped overthinking things and just did it? “Okay.”

  And then she turned and marched to the front of the store, requesting a job application from the demurely dressed sales associate behind the counter. Diane scurried up behind her, and then patted her shoulder, grinning, as Allison filled it out.

  Of course when she got home and told her parents about filling out the job application and her desire to move out they were horrified. Not that she wanted to move out, they were quite complimentary over her independence (although of course her mother wept a little over her baby girl growing up), but because they couldn’t stomach the idea of their daughter working in a lingerie store as a lowly sales person. Her father insisted on getting her a part-time job as a receptionist with one of his friend’s companies. After thinking it over, Allison accepted his offer. Receptionists made more money than sales associates and it would give her a wider range of experience for when she graduated next year. Plus, something she had neglected to tell her parents, the woman she’d given her job application to hadn’t seemed all that thrilled about Allison’s complete lack of job experience. She probably wouldn’t have gotten hired anyway.

  *****

  Despite her hopes, Allison didn’t see Todd once during the week and Friday evening found her feeling incredibly nervous and anxious as she looked at herself in the mirror. Much more nervous than she had been at the job interview she’d gone to this afternoon.

  “You look great,” Diane soothed. Like any good friend, she’d offered to let Allison get ready at her house. Neither of her parents were home and there was no staff to rat Allison out. And there was no way her parents’ staff would be able to resist telling her mom about her leaving in an outfit like this.

  The dress fit her perfectly, clinging seductively to her curves. Her cleavage was daringly bared by the V-neck that went almost to her belly button, and the back of her dress hugged her ass and gave a great view of her legs through the chiffon in the slit. The dark red color brought a natural flush to her cheeks and made her skin look golden tan; red highlights stood out in her hair - which she'd deliberately put up in a French knot with a single decorative stick holding it in place, having noticed that Todd liked to take it down and see it fall around her shoulders. With the high heels and her make-up, she looked like the highest priced hooker one could buy. Smoothing her hands over the silky dress, she got a certain amount of pleasure as the smooth material caressed her skin.

  The little gold chain connecting the two hoops around her breast was clearly visible in the V-neck of the dress, and it was pretty obvious where the ends of it went as her nipples were held at attention by the little nooses. It didn't hurt at all, it was more like something firmly gripping her nipples teasingly. When she walked the hardened nubs rubbed against the silky material covering them, which just teased her even more. The bullet was firmly in her pussy, it was cool when it first smoothly slipped in but was now warm as it was engulfed by her body. As she had thought, the plug had barely hurt at all when she'd pushed it in; barely half as wide as Todd it had only been a little bit of stretching pain as her ass opened around the widest part of the plug. Really not uncomfortable at all.

  “Wish me luck,” Allison said, turning away from the mirror. That seemed like an odd request for a date, but of course Diane understood. She stood and hugged Allison, and the press of her body against Allison’s constrained nipples made her shiver.

  Diane giggled as she pulled away, her eyes resting on the chain connecting the loops around Allison’s nipples. “I might have to get me one of those.”

  “It’s kind of fun,” Allison admitted. Diane grinned at her.

  “Good luck!”

  When Allison rang Todd’s doorbell it opened almost immediately to reveal Todd, looking incredibly hot in a tailored tux that made him look like a devilish playboy and holding one long stemmed red rose. She actually blushed as he looked her over with open admiration in his eyes.

  "You look incredible," he said, and stepped up to kiss her. For a moment, it was everything she'd always dreamed of in a date, until he slipped one hand down and caressed the silky material covering her ass. That brought her back to reality. Was this just about the sex for him? If so, why go to so much trouble?

  When he pulled away, he graciously handing her the rose before escorting her to his car. He even opened the door for her to get in. It certainly felt like a real date. The romanticism built up her hopes, even when her cynicism made her wary.

  On the car ride he told her about the last days of promoting the fundraiser, which was happening tomorrow. He’d managed to sell every seat in the house for the dinner that the frat was putting together. Allison was impressed, especially considering that he’d already met the original goal and had now surpassed it and met the higher goal that they’d set for him. She told him about her job interview, and he wished her luck but his voice got very quiet for a moment.

  “I’m starting a new job next week,” he said. But he didn’t sound particularly excited.

  “Congratulations,” Allison replied, looking at him curiously. “Although, you don’t sound super excited. Should I be congratulating you?”

  “It’s a pretty fantastic opportunity.”

  She waited for him to say something else, but he was silent for several long minutes. She started to squirm a little, feeling uncomfortable. The plug in her ass shifted, which made her feel a different kind of uncomfortable.

  “What time does a duck wake up?” he asked her, out of nowhere.

  “What?”

  “What time does a duck wake up?”

  “Um. I don’t know.” She knew she was looking at him like he was crazy, but she couldn’t help it. What on earth was he talking about?

  “The quack of dawn.”

  Allison’s jaw dropped. He had just punned at her. The goofy smile on his face, the real amusement in his eyes, and the sheer awfulness of the joke sent her over the edge. She cracked up.

  “That’s terrible!” she managed to get out between gasps of laughter. Todd was chuckling heartily, half watching her and half watching the road. After that the conversation went back to normal, although she still wondered about his new job and why he didn’t want to talk about it.

  He took her back to the same restaurant as their first "date" and Allison found she didn't mind the stares that she got as she walked by the other tables to the same booth they'd sat in before. She felt sexy and powerful, swaying in her heels with Todd’s hand pressed against the small of her back. Then, about halfway to their table, she jumped a little... the little bullet in her pussy had started vibrating. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Todd grinning slyly at her with one hand in his jacket pocket, and she realized that he must have some kind of remote that set it off. A few more steps and the smooth hard thing in her panties began to vibrate, right over her clit. It made it much harder for her to concentrate on walking.

  When they finally got to the table he turned both off, grinning mischievously at her.

  It was funny how the gestures he was making were almost romantic (other than setting off remote vibrators); sending her a gorgeous dress to wear, the single rose, taking her back to their first restaurant and even getting sat in the original booth (although that might have been nothing more but wanting to keep her in the back where he could play with her more). Allison was touched by it all; he didn't have rich parents the way she did, he must have used his own money to pay for everything. Not to mention that it wasn't as if he had to do this, he could have just as easily just had her come over to his house naked under a coat again and had just as good a time for himself. Instead, he'd opted to make the last date... well, kinda special. She smiled back at him as they settled into the booth.

  Surely she meant more to him than just as a sexual fantasy or partner.

  That assuredness lasted about as long as it took for the waiter to get to their table, her to recognize him
as being the same one as the last time, and for Todd to make the plug in her ass start to vibrate as the waiter took their drink orders. Back to business as usual.

  But the date was pleasant for the most part, although he kept setting the vibrators off at odd times during the meal; sometimes just one, sometimes more than one and always at different speeds. A couple times he set off all three at once, at a very high speed and her eyes almost glazed over as she completely lost track of the conversation while incredible sensations spread through her lower region.

  She was completely hyped up, and incredibly eager to get back to his place by the time the waiter took his credit card for the check, although part of her wanted to extend the date part of the evening as well. But the demands her pussy was making were growing more and more insistent, and if they didn’t leave soon she might just drag Todd into the bathroom here. That thought made her shiver even more with lust. God what was wrong with her?

  While they were waiting for the server to return Todd amused himself by tugging on the chain hanging between her nipples. Allison moaned, her body aching with unrequited lust as the vibrator against her clit buzzed. She let her head fall back, not caring if anyone came back and could see her and started moving her hips as Todd watched.

  Suddenly it flicked off and she let out a small cry of protest. Todd’s arm wrapped around her and pulled her close. The scent of him seemed to go straight to her brain, his hard body against hers was enough to make her squirm, trying to get around so that she could touch more of him. His lips came down rough and hot, his tongue delving into her mouth as she whimpered and grasped at the lapels of his tux jacket.