Whiskey
You ask for a Jameson dry
"No ice?" she asks as she eyes you carefully
You hate your whiskey water down, and ice slows dilutes the drink you paid good money for.
Shes reaches to a high a shelve, barely managing to grasp the rarely used bottle. To your delight she pours about two measures worth straight form the bottle and places the glass in front of you.
"That's four pound 15 pence please"
You hand her a tenner and 15 pence. As she walks to the cash register you stare at her thin waist, wide hips and tight bum.
She returns handing you two £2 coins, a £1 and a 5p coin. "Sorry, we have no fivers left"
You smile and thank her regardless of the fact you have more loose change than you started with.
You glance around the room, the goth girl appears to suffering quite the loss to the blonde, the barmaid, is on her toes placing the bottle back on its shelve, the jukebox is free to play any song of your choice and a number of tables are free around the room.
Jukebox
You take the £1 coin you were given as change and proceed to the jukebox.
The barmaid sees you going here, and asks you to "play Guy Sebastian - Angels Brought Me Here, please, its a gorgeous song, doesn't get play enough around here"
The blonde girl interjects, "Never mind Amanda, play some Rihanna, I'm not too pushed which song, as long as it's not one of her slow ones"
The goth voices her opinion "I want to hear Hip to be square, it's catchy, no need to look like you saw a ghost, my music is Marilyn Manson on repeat, you konw."
Ignore them
You decide to make your own choice, some Led Zeppelin with your whiskey is too good to refuse.
You play whole lotta love, commenting that you didn't know any of them so well as to be picking sides.
The goth chick gives a smirk "a deal with this, I have always love Led Zeppelin."
The blonde with a look of total focus on her face says she doesn't think she has heard them before. Her breasts are punished together by her arms as she leans forward on the table.
"Kerry, you live up to your hair, Led Zeppelin are one of the most famous rock bands ever"
"Betty don't be mean, just because you listen to old music doesn't mean all do"
Betty has a thin frame, her breasts hidden beneath the baggy t-shirt, unlike Kerry's large succulent looking cleavage. Betty has a little gap between her thighs, which look ever so slightly big on her thin body. You image her rear must be a marvel in conjunction which petite body.
Kerry sinks the black ball, laughing, "Well, you just got your ass whopped by a blonde. Ohh how did I ever know which balls to hit"
You laugh at her sarcasm, Betty takes that as a chance to challenge you to play.
You decline
You decline the challenge, instead sitting down with your whiskey. You take the build in seat in the corner of the pub, which has a the view of the entrance and the pool table.
You take out your phone, connecting it two the wifi in pub, you google the town, but little comes up.
A shadow is cast on the table, you return to the home of your phone, lock it, and place it screen down on the table.
Betty is the cause of the shadow and it is slowing creeping along the table, as the head of her shadow hits you she starts to move to the right.
Without a word between the two of you, she maneuvers around the table locks eyes with you. Standing just to your left, she pauses, then lifts her right leg over your legs, while avoiding the table.
She straddles you, rocking back and forth, "I wanted to play a game with you, and make a bet on it"
As she rocks you manhood becomes more like a rock.
"Instead you went to a table, just you, your phone and your drink"
She continues to rock on your lap, now she pushing her breasts into your chest as well. Her mouth is right beside your ear. In a clam seductive tone, she orders you to down your whiskey.
Betty calls to Amanda for another whiskey. As she does she reaches into your pocket and removes your wallet, placing it on the table.
You begin to object, but her tongue quickly finds it way into your mouth.
Kerry takes your phone, at this point however you are too arouse to care.
Amanda fills your glass, and removes the money form your wallet
"35 pounds for the rest of this bottle sounds fair."
Betty retracts her tongue "finish the glass Amanda poured for you"
Do as your told
Promptly you do as you were told. Knocking back the good 4 measures Amanda had put in your glass
Kerry yells out "I have his phone"
Amanda, in a much more smug tone, replies that she has your bank card and ID.
Betty's seduction gotten you so hard that it hurts. She asks "are you ready to make a bet?"
You ask what the bet is.
"First take another drink"
You already feel buzzed and looking at the glass, finishing it would leave you drunk. But you have no money, no ID, no phone and you think Betty has taken your car keys too.
You drink the glass of whiskey. "Good boy, now the bet is simply" Betty lifts herself off you and sits on the table as she talks. "You get 5 minutes to make me orgasm"
You want to know what you get if you win. Kerry cheerfully says "You get your things back, AND get to fuck all three of us, there's a room upstairs if the middle of pub is too public for you"
"But if you lose, you forfeit your clothes, and you are my slave" Betty adds.
Amanda lets you know its the only way to leave.
Agree
You agree to this bet. Kerry plays with your phone and yells go. Showing you the screen, you see it is counting down, at 4:57 when you look at it.
Your eyes turn to Betty, who asks what you are waiting for. With a slightly shocked look on face, Amanda suggests removing Betty's pants. In your less than sober state you fumble, taking longer than you would like to open her belt. Once her belt is open you focus entirely on undoing her jean button and zip. Next is the war against her impossibly tight jeans. Once they are down around her ankles you notice she had no panties on.
With an eager tongue you begin to lap at her vagina, with an ever so slight stubble. She probably shaved two or threes days ago.
She is already quite wet, you focus your mouth on her clit while your fingers easily slide inside her.
Kerry yells "You lose"
You are about to sit back up, when Betty grabs the back of your head "Your not done. SLAVE. Keep going the girls will remove your socks, shoes, pants, underpants and shirt while you eat my pussy."
Once naked Betty commands that you use only your mouth, hands behind your back. As you do this Betty grabs your head even more forcefully pulling you into her, while Kerry and Amanda handcuff your hands behind your back.
After a good ten minutes Betty comes. She screams loudly and releases your head. Pulling back up her jeans, "I may have fun with you". You sit back up in your seat.
Both Amanda and Kerry are asking her for a go on her new toy. "Not yet" Betty walks to a black hand bag on the edge of the pool table, then returns with it.
She takes out a bight pink collar and puts it on you. "It was weeks since I got to use that, about time really. Kerry hand me your red lipstick please."
With Kerry's lipstick she begins to write on your chest. "It says 'pussy eater, Bettys toy' just so everybody knows what to do with you"
Kerry starts to suck you. Your cock was dying for attention. The feeling is euphoric. Kerry has you approaching climate as you glaze into her ocean like blue eyes.
Just as you think you are about to come, she removes her head, and Betty with an evil smirk says, "time to cool off". She puts a pint glass full of ice and water around your cock. Your erection fades as she laughs. The water drips down your balls and even reaches the very top of your right thigh.
Betty removes the glass, and produces a clear plastic device "This is a chastity cage, I will lock you in it. You will eat pussy, you wont even get hard. Don't forget. You lost, your my place. Mistress Betty's toy. Toys give their owner enjoyment, they don't get want they want, unless their owner wants it."
She places a ring around your balls, and the tube on your flaccid penis. A padlock secures the two together. A pink leash is connected to the collar. It is hard to follow all that is happening in drunk state.
She uses the lead to drag you to your feet. |