A Bet gone wrong ((Re-posted))

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Name: Alexis Lockheart
Age:18
Looks: Long dark brown wavy hair that falls midback, blue green-ish eyes, 5'6, 38C, Curvy tone body

Alexis mother died when she was very young, which left her to be raised by her father, or at least tll she was six.Then she hadto become the adult. As the years of her mother's death pasted, she did her father's sanity. He started to drink almost all the time and became a gambler. He would stay out almost every night only to come home and pass out somewhere. As she grew older she learned how to take care of herself, even her father.

She loved her father though, even if he would go out and gamble money, then their stuff when he ran out of money. He was her only family and she didn't want to lose him. That's why it broke her heart when he can home early one day and told her to pack her bags. She didn't get anything more then that. Before she could ask why he locked himself in his room with a six-pack of beer. Alexis was really confused and went to the kitchen to make dinner when she found the note on the kitchen counter explaing everything.

Once she was finished reading it over, tears filled in her eyes. Her father did the worst thing in the world and gambled her when he ran out of money. He lost and she know belong to... to... the note didn't say, but that did matter to her. She was going to have to leave her home; her father to live with someone else.

Story

Alexis hadn't slept at all that night and was sitting on the couch, looking at a blank television screen in only a pair of short black shorts and a hot pink cut off tank top. She was hopping that her father would come out any minute and tell her that this was all just a big joke, but he never did. He just stayed in there all night. She didn't know what she would do now. There was a strange man coming to the house today, at who know what time, planning on taking her away.

Alexis wanted to run away, but she couldn't be sure of who he gambled with. It could have been just some lucky idiot or someone big, someone that would kill her father if he didn't get what he wanted. She couldn't let that happen to him. So slowly Alexis got up from the couch and went to her room to pack.

((PM if interested. I need a dominat male though, someone who's not afraid to get rough))
 
Name: Zachary Danner
Age: 26
Looks: Short dark hair, silver spectacles, 6' and skinny with it.

Zack had been the sole beneficiary of his parents sizable estate once they had passed on, and had grown up without the need to work. Thoughtful and quiet by nature, he had parleyed this initial wealth into a small but formidable media company. The idea of being independently wealthy appealed to him more than simply relying on his parent's success to see him through, but the combination of both allowed him more time to indulge in his more... fetishistic desires.

Which was why he felt so light on his feet when he pulled up to the Lockheart residence in his nice, moderately expensive sedan. At this point, flashy showmanship wouldn't have gotten him anywhere and besides, he found it a tad tasteless.

As he knocked on the door, a part of his mind rehearsed all the scenes that might greet him on the other side of it. The elder Lockheart had been so happy to play him at poker, once he had discovered that Zack was a wealthy guy, but unsurprisingly that enthusiasm had waned as he began to lose. Zack was still a little shocked that he had put up his own daughter as tender, but at the same time... that wasn't a bet Zack was willing to let go. Happily, he no longer had to, though a part of his mind was prepared for the idea that both the Lockhearts would attempt to deny him his winnings. Which was why he carried with him the small, but entirely well written and acceptable, contract that Mr Lockheart had signed the night before.
 
Alexis had just finished taking a shower when she heard a knock at her front door. Quickly, she ran out of the bathroom and headed to her room across the hall, not wanting to answer the door in only a towel. In this neighborohood that could get a young women in a world of trouble.

She walked into her room and opened up the first suitcase she had packed and unzipped it. Inside was filled with shorts and a few shirts. Alex grabbed a tiny pair of black short, along with a bright green tight t-shirt. She didn't bother with any underwear or a bra, she'd just wait until whoever was at the door left. Then she'd put them on.

After putting the clothes on, Alex walked out of her room and headed towards the doorw, her feet making a tiny little thump on the hard wood floor. Once she reached the door she started to grab the door knob when she suddenly froze. What if this is the man Daddy bet with? She thought before she put her hand back to her side. "Wh-who is it? What do you want?" Alexis asked through the doorway as she crossed her arms.
 
Zack's head tilted thoughtfully to one side as a soft, feminine voice from the other side of the heavy wood door requested his identity. A little odd, really; shouldn't they have known he was coming? He could only assume that the possessor of the voice was his prize, young Alexis; hadn't her father explained this to her, yet? It would be needlessly cruel if he hadn't.

"My name is Zack Danner," He called through the door. "Would that be Alexis? I've got business with your father that we need to sort out."

Idly, as he awaited her reply, he cast an eye down, checking the contents of his knapsack for the hundredth time. He was more excited than he cared to admit at the prospect of collecting his winnings, and he had spent a large portion of the night preparing for her.
 
Alexis narrowed her eyes a bit. This man couldn't be that stupid, to really tell her who he was and why he was really here. "You have no business here Mr. Danner. Go aw-" She stopped dead when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning her head around she saw he father standing there, his eyes blood shot, his face blank. "Daddy? What are yo-"

"Alexis, go and put on some coffee for our guest." He said softly as he reached out and grabbed the door knob.

"But Daddy, you saidhe was going to take me away! Are you really goi-

"Alexis! Do as I say and go make some coffee!" He snapped at her before he pushed her away, towards the kitchen. Alexis watched, her eyes wide as he opened the door. Quickly, she turned away and walked into the kitchen. She didn't want to see they man that wanted to take her away.
 
Zack did his best to smile pleasantly as the door swung open, "Clever choice, Mr Lockheart! After all, we wouldn't want to make this... unpleasant, now would we?"

He made a show of shaking the older man's hand as he entered; once again his mind made the distinction between quiet and cynical. Just because he didn't talk much didn't mean he wouldn't make people squirm, where he could. And Mr Lockheart squirmed like a champion.

Zack inspected the home as he and the older man moved through to the living room, almost subconsciously. It was a nice enough place, he supposed, benefiting greatly from a sense of history; every wall played host to some framed picture or another, every flat surface contained the curious detritus of many years of memories. This place felt like a home, though Zack supposed that when he was done here, it would probably seem far less like that to its one remaining occupant.

He peered around corners as he took a seat on the couch, trying to catch a glimpse of his winnings, "I do hope you've explained things clearly to your daughter, Mr Lockheart. I'd hate to have to do it myself, and frankly, I'd suggest that she would too."
 
"Myself, no. I didn't. I wrote it down for her to read, which I'm pretty confident she did judging by the way she didn't let you in our home." Alexis' father said as she made coffee. She was leaning against the wall, holding a few packs of sugar as she listened to the two of them. "But, can you blame me? If you had a daughter would you be able to tell her that you bet her on a game and lost?" He asked before banging, what she thought was, his hand on the table, making Alexis jump.

Pushing off the wall, Alexis went over to the cabinets and grabbed two mugs out, one for her father, the other for there unwelcomed guest. She didn't get one for herself though, she doubted she'd be ableto drink it anywat without spilling it all over the place do to her shaking.

As she walked over to the coffee maker with the mugs she listened closely to them speak again. "Look Mr. Danner, she's already packed. I walked past her room, I saw the bags. She doesn't need anything besdies her clothes, so why don't you just take her so she doesn't have to se-" Her father stopped as she walked into the room, holding the mugs, filled with coffee.

She placed one cup down in front of her father before setting the other next to Mr. Danner. With that she sat down on the couch next to her dad and set the sugars down.

"So, does what I say not even count?" Alexis said, sitting back in the chair.
 
"You could certainly argue that," Zack nodded, getting his first look at his winnings. He caught himself moments before he nodded in approval. "But in that case our bet would become null and void, and I'd have to collect all of the money your father owes me instead. And, as he assured me last night, if he'd had that money, he would never have bet you. Put simply, I will either take you, or I will take everything that you and your father own. That, and I could simply take you both to court for failing to fulfill this contract he signed."

Zack unfolded it carefully, flashing it before the pretty teenager, "And yes, we both know this contract will be thrown out of court, but do you really have the money to be getting involved in a court case that I assure you I could drag out for months, if not years?" It was here that he took a moment to pause, sipping at his coffee. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the look of growing, helpless horror on Alexis' face.

"That said, if you wish to abide by your father's contract and do what's best for both of you, then I would suggest standing up and coming over here, so I can get a better look at what is rightfully mine."
 
Alexis's eyes were locked on the contract. A contract? My father signed a contract handing me over! She thought to herself. She wanted to cry, because this ment my father wasn't drug enough not to know what he was doing. He know he was betting with her life, but he didn't care. How could he not care?

Suddenly her father patted her knee, snapping Alexis out of her thoughts. She turned her head away from the contract and looked at him. "What?" She asked, her voice deep, emotionless.

"Get up Alex, show Mr. Danner what is-" Aexis shot up before he could finish speaking, holding back the growing urge to slap her father.

"Don't finish that sentance." She said softly, before turning and looking at him. She watched him for a moment louder before swallowing her pride and walking over to him, her hips swayng side to side. Once infront of him Alexis crossed her arms and looked down at him. "I'm not yours," was the only thing she said.
 
"I have a contract that says differently," Zack deadpanned. "And I thought we were obeying the contract, weren't we?"

He looked her up and down, eyes trailing her body like she was meat. He could certainly appreciate her youthful curves, even if she herself would prefer that he didn't. He leaned back in his seat, taking another swig of coffee as, momentarily, his eyes slid to the defeated form of Mr Lockheart. Regardless of his confidence the night before, the true weight of his current situation now seemed to press down upon him. It was clear that he might not be a bad person, just a really irrational and stupid one.

When his eyes went back to Alexis, they glinted; it was time to show this girl who was in charge, "Well, I can't really get a handle on what I've won, just from this. You'd better take off your clothes, so I can see the whole package."
 
Alexis quickly stepped back in shock and disgust. "What? Ar-are you stupid?" She snapped. She heard the couch her father was sitting in move a bit, as he shifted himself, but he did nothing. He didn't yell, he didn't kick this man out, no. All he did was sit there and move his eyes to the floor.

"Why in all hell would I undress for you? none the less in froont of my father?" She snapped as she placed her hands on her hips. "I'm not some sl-"

"Alexis just do it." Her father said softly, his voice ruff. "Do as he says, now."

Alexis looked at her father to Mr. Danner, freaked. "Daddy, he just told me to undress. How can you allow that? Do-"

"God damn it Alexis stop asking questions and do as he asks! 'm pretty sure he's tired of your bitching as much as I am, only difference is that he can take everything if he get's tired of you!" He yelled at me, as he stared me down. "Is that what you want Alexis? All your mothers things just to disappear? Like she was never here?" He asked her. Slowly, she shook her head. "Then fucking undress girl!"

Alexis was shocked at her father out break.Yeah he yelled at her before, but never like that. So instead of taking the risk of her father yelling again, Alexis turned back to Mr. Danner. She reached down and grabbed her top as she held in the tears. Pulling it up, she revealed her flat, tone tummy and her big perky breasts.

Once the shirt was off she bit her lip. There was no way she was taking her gym shorts off to for this man.
 
Zack took a moment to admire her bare chest; soft, creamy flesh topped with little pink nipples that he ached to touch. And he would, given time. It wouldn't do to rush here, not yet. Nevertheless, he felt his cock stir in his pants at the sight of her, the feeling only compounded by the blush in her cheeks and her refusal to look at him.

She seemed hesitant to go any further, however. Mentally speaking, Zack could understand why that was, but at the same time, what he wanted was supposed to be more important here. He leaned forward in his chair, bringing himself easily within arm's reach of the half naked girl, "And the shorts, Alexis. Unless you want me to pull them down for you, which I would be entirely within my rights to do. Of course, you would be punished for your disobedience if you failed to comply, and I assure you, you won't be forgetting that in a hurry. Shorts, now."
 
Alexis looked at Mr. Danner for a second, debating what she was going to do. Either she took her shorts off by herself, or he took them off and she got punished. Not only that, but she was sure her father would scream at her too.

"I-I'll do it." She said softly before she bent over. She grabbed the waist band of the tiny shorts and slowly began to wiggle them down off herhits, then down he legs. Alexis closed her eyes as she turned a deep red. She never thought she would stand in front of him as she stripped, but here she was, with another guy watching as well.

She felt like a stripper.

She pulled the shorts off her feets before standing up straight. She kept her head down down so she didn't see him looking at her.
 
Zack stood, impelled to his feet by the loveliness in front of him. He circled her, as she stood in place, staring straight ahead, eyes drinking in every detail of her flawless skin. After he'd made a couple of circuits around her, he stopped in front of her, one hand going up to cup her cheek. Ignoring her sudden flinch away from him, Zack brushed his thumb over her soft lips, before trailing his entire hand down her neck.

He could feel Mr Lockheart watching him, in fact he relished it, reveling in the powerlessness of everybody else in the room. When he reached her breasts, Alexis took a step back, squeaking in panic, but Zack followed, cupping one breast tightly in his hand.

"Such a beautiful girl... Tell me, Alexis," He began thoughtfully. "How many people have you had sex with?"
 
A loud yelp came from her mouth as her breast was grabbed by this man. Alex looked up at Mr. Danner then, her body shaking a bit. Her head turned back to her daddy, hoping he was about to stand up and kick this guys ass, but he just sat there, eyes locked on Mr. Danner. Sowly, sheturned back to him. "Once." She said, her voice filled with fear.

"Why do you want to know?" She asked, curious. She felt helpless, standing there in front of two men, wearing nothing at all. Before he could answer again, she quicklymoved her hand up and grabbed his, throwing it away from her breast.
 
"I ask," Zack began. "Because your relative inexperience will make you oh so much fun to use. To train. If you had been a virgin, so much the better, but... What did you do, with this one man? I'm assuming it is a man, yes? Did he take you here?"

His hand reached down, between her legs, fingers pressed against the folds of her pussy. He enjoyed the look of shock on both her and her father's faces, as he did so, enjoying the smooth warmth of her crotch.
 
Quickly, Alexis moved aback even more and stumbled back on the couch. "Ye-yes he was a man... and no. He was a virgin to so he didn't last long." She felt horrible telling him all this private stuff, her father didn't even know she wasn't a virgin. Alexis pressed her legs together and wrapped her arms around herself, covering her breasts.

Her mind was filled with question, trying to figure out what he ment by fun and training. What could this man whant to train her for. "Can get dressed now? I'm cold." She said faking a shiver. Really it was pretty warm in the house.
 
"Yes, you may get dressed. Ah, but here, this is for you. You are to wear it at all times," He reached into his knapsack and pulled something out, tossing it to her. It was a black leather dog's collar, with a tiny tag inset at the throat, bearing her name. The tag seemed gold, it looked expensive.

"We might as well get going, after that. You should get your bags and say goodbye to this place, since you won't ever see it again," And with that, Zack took a seat, apparently through with the conversation. He barely even looked at the other two occupants of the room; he had made a decision, and it was final. He began playing with his phone.
 
She watched him for a moment before looking down at the collar he throw at her. "I'm not a dog sir." She said before she set it on the coffee table and unballed her shorts in her hand. Alex stood up and pulled the shorts up her body quickly, wiggling them up her waist. She grabbed her top next and pulled it on, hiding her breasts from her father and Mr. Danner.

Alexis turned away from the both of them and went to the hallway, heading to her room. She heard someone behind her, but ignored who ever it was as she walked into her room. "Alex, I'm sorry." Her father said behind her.

"For what?" She asked as she went over to her bed and started to grab her things. "For selling me to some perverted idiot!" She snapped as she looked back at him. "How could you do that?" She asked. Before he could answer she wa0lked over to him and gave him a quick hug, feeling him stiffen. "Bye daddy."

With that she let him go and went back into the living room.
 
Zack had opted to wait in his car for her, and he popped the trunk as she approached with her bags. He waited patiently as she loaded up, having to stop multiple times to collect herself. He even opened the door for her, closing it behind her as she prepared to leave her life behind.

"I must insist you wear the collar, Alexis. It's a symbol of ownership, and besides, it cost a lot," He turned to her as he pulled out of the driveway. In the window, he could see her father, peering out mournfully. Alexis herself flinched away like his gaze was a physical force, as his eyes swept over her. They drove in silence, for a while, and notably Alexis simply refused to put on her collar.

"Tell me, dear," He said conversationally. "Do you know the purpose to which I intend to use you?"
 
"Well... no, but highly doubt it's to clean up your high." Alexis said as she looked over at him. She moved the collar from her lap and dropped it on the floor, by her feet. The tag on it making a small thump. She hopped it would lead to her acting like a mutt.

She crossed her legs and put her head back. "I know I might hate myself for asking this, but why did you agree to bet on me," She softly asked. "I mean was it just so you could take something away from a poor man, or did you want something from me?" Aexis asked softly as she looked oer at him.

Alexis crossed her arms over her chest as she waited before him to answer. She really wished she had put a bra on before coming to the car.
 
"Your father showed me pictures of you, at my request, of course. He had simply run out of money, and I really had no interest in stealing what little he had from him. But when he suggested you, and I saw what you looked like... There really was no choice," He shrugged, returning his eyes to the road.

"The short answer," Zack said eventually. "Is that I want your body. You are to become my sexual servant, compliant to my whims in every regard, no matter how strange. There will be no argument on this, but if you're a good girl, obedient and such? You will be rewarded. If not, I will punish you. Sometimes, the sexual favors I demand of you may seem like punishments in and of themselves, but I assure you, it can get much worse. For example, since you haven't yet put on your collar, you will be punished when we get to my home. If you wish to go some way to dulling this pain, I suggest you promptly put it on."
 
Alexis raised an eyebrow. "Are you kidding or something? You want me to do all you sexual favors? Did you miss the part were I said I only hd sex once!" Alexis was on the egde or freaking out, but she ddn't want to make a fool out of herself, not even in front of this mn. "I haven't even stroked a.. well you know, and you want me to be a servant."

She uncrossed her arms and glared at him. "And what do you mean by punishments? What, like a spanking or something like that?" She shook her head. "Your more then crazy, your insane. Do you really expect me to just stand there and take it?"

Alex reached down and picked up the collar. "I'm not an animal, so I will not wear this."
 
They pulled into his driveway, his rather large home looming over them, looming over her like a threat. Zach sighed as he ushered Alexis out of the car and, in one swift movement, grabbed both her wrists and forced them behind her back, cuffing them together in a pair of leather and chain cuffs he had conscientiously stowed in his bag. He picked her up bodily and, for good measure, wrapped the collar around her neck as she struggled in his arms.

He carried her to the house, "I am aware that you will be feeling reluctant, but what you must understand is that I don't care. You are mine now, and obedience is the only measure by which you will live. So no, I don't expect you to stand there and take whatever punishment I dole out; I expect you to take it because I won't allow you any alternative. As for your lack of sexual experience, well... training you is part of the fun!"

He managed to get the door open with one arm full of struggling teenager, before he hefted her up onto one shoulder and brought her through the house. Alexis only got glimpses of the meticulously neat house as she was carried through it, up a short staircase and into a bedroom. Her screaming form was hefted onto the bed, and Zach locked the door before stowing the key away; with her arms tied behind her back she shouldn't be too much trouble, but he wasn't about to risk it.

"For your punishment, I am going to fuck you, whereas before I wold have given you a grace period to settle in. Would you prefer to be restrained, for this?"
 
Alexis was completly mortafied while she was being carried through the house. She kicked her legs and screamed loud, hoping someone would come and help her, but no one did.

Suddenly she was thrown off Mr. Danners shoulder and onto a large bed. Alex struggled on the bed for a moment as she sat up. Her hands pulled at the cuffs, hopping they were weak and she could get free of them. Sadly no such luck. "Go to hell!" She snapped, trying to seem brave. Truth though she was horrified. She squeezed her legs together, holding them like that so he couldn't get her pants off her body. ((Though she doubted the would stop him))

"This is rape you know. If you try to fuck me then I can easily call the police and I can get you sent away for a very, long time." She snapped at him, a small grin playing at her lips. With hat said, she didn't think that after saying that, he would come near her. "Now will you take these cuffs off me so I can take this collar off?"
 
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