Losing the bet (PM interest)

[Noon_Shadow]

Mr. West's mouth slowly pulled away from her ass, leaving the bright red hickey on Lois' flesh. A lovely little mark for her fiancée to look at and realize that he'd marked this territory as his. In the meantime, his right thumb continued to tease against her thong beneath her pussy, rubbing up and down the thing material and feeling the moisture in the fabric and beneath it. He didn't even care if Luke spied what he was doing, violating the terms of her bet by rubbing against her pussy with his finger. His left hand cupped her ass in his palm once again, squeezing it. His rough hand palmed at it, even though her ass was too big for him to fully grab. Then he leaned forward once again, placing his face right next to her ear.

"Don't be coy. You're enjoying this, aren't you, fucktoy? You act like a prude but you're really just a cocktease, begging for a man to come and claim your pussy and your ass, aren't you?" He laughed softly. He pulled his left hand away from her ass cheek and lightly slapped it, before he finally pulled away from her body, leaving her squirming on the couch a little bit. He stood up and grabbed his pool cue again, leaning on it like a walking stick. "No, it's over now, Lois. You can pull your pants back up over your big ass." He grinned at her and then watched her face.

"You think you've got one good game left in you to redeem your honor? Because I know what I want on my end of the wager. If you lose, I'm going to spank your ass. You'll bend over in my lap and get spanked until you apologize for acting just like a prudish cocktease."

At this point, Mr. West realized he had barely acknowledged Luke, when the supposed original purpose of this visit had been to spend time getting to know him. He'd been acting as if Luke was barely there. But humiliating both him and his slutty little wife-to-be was getting so enjoyable. He grinned at Luke. "I mean, I think I should show you how to treat your future properly so you can get he rin line if she's being too uppity. You'd enjoy that demonstration, I'm sure, wouldn't you?" He grinned, showing quite a lot of teeth at him.

"So what say you, Lois? Have any conditions for our next turn with this bet?"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Ooohhhhhh" I moaned out, before I bit hard on my bottom lip, feeling a stranger's (more or less) thumb teasing my inner lips through my thin thong. My hands held the couch as hard they could with my eyes shut tight, feeling him play with my ass - squeezing the flesh as he saw fit. I wiggled my hips, perhaps a little intentionally, desperate to feel his thumb probe my pussy a little...With my fiance right there! I couldn't believe it. Why wasn't he saying anything? Maybe I shouldn't feel guilty about feeling good - after all, if Luke wasn't saying anything then well...

"Don't be coy. You're enjoying this, aren't you, fucktoy? You act like a prude but you're really just a cocktease, begging for a man to come and claim your pussy and your ass, aren't you?" he said with a sinister laugh, his hand moving away before giving my ass a light demeaning slap. He then moved away, most likely admiring his handy work - seeing me, a normally proud woman squirming against the couch as my body began craving for more. "No, it's over now, Lois. You can pull your pants back up over your big ass." he taunted me again, enjoying the look on my face. The look of inner conflict and utter defeat. The red hue on my skin due to the mixture of embarrassment, anxiety and enjoyment.

"You think you've got one good game left in you to redeem your honor? Because I know what I want on my end of the wager. If you lose, I'm going to spank your ass. You'll bend over in my lap and get spanked until you apologize for acting just like a prudish cocktease."


I pulled up my jeans as I pondered the bet. I could cut my loses. I could just pretend that what just happened, never happened. I mean...could I? Ugh...I needed to fight this ache. This desire to lose more. To be objectified by this old piece of shit...I needed to... The way that he was talking to Luke right now, talking about me as if I was just a fucktoy - "I mean, I think I should show you how to treat your future properly so you can get he rin line if she's being too uppity. You'd enjoy that demonstration, I'm sure, wouldn't you?"

"So what say you, Lois? Have any conditions for our next turn with this bet?"

"F-Fuck you." I finally said, stuttering a bit as I gathered my composure. "If I win then...then you step down and make Luke your boss!"

I was going to lose.

I think both Mr. West and I knew that at this point; from the way that my knees seemed weak to how my mind was obviously in a haze. I remember leaning in for my shots, wiggling my ass just a bit - albeit unintentionally. Of how Mr. West would purposely bump into me before taking his winning shots. I had lost and honestly? I wanted to.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

"F-Fuck you." she stammered. "If I win then...then you step down and make Luke your boss!" He looked right into her face, meeting her eyes right through her glasses. It was an empty wager, an empty threat, and they both knew it. He could her fighting not to squirm and rub her thighs together as she stood, even though Luke was right there watching her. Mr. West just met her eyes and then slowly nodded.

"Deal. But given the high wages, I think I should be allowed to break this time." He nodded and then racked the balls back up before leaning over for his first shot. Luke slipped over next to Lois and gave her a pat on the shoulder, whispering some encouragement to her. She didn't even seem to notice. Sure Luke didn't think there was any chance of him needing to follow through on this ridiculous wager, did he? What a little shit. He resisted the urge to laugh as Lois leaned over to take her first shot of the game, bending over longer than she needed to, her ass shaking, almost waving at him as he stood behind her watching her. And the ball completely skittered off to the corner without touching anything. She was too skittish to even be playing at this point.

So he toyed with her. A bit of cat and mouse. He could have finished her off way sooner than he did, but was enjoying watching her trying to compose herself, trying to play as if she had a bit of constitution left in her. She did sink a pair of balls, but her successes seemed to make her even more nervous than her failures-as if she was nervous she might win. Nervous that she might not end up humiliating herself even further. It was making his cock slightly hard to think about it as he occasionally met her eyes before slowly sinking a shot, until only the 8-ball was left.

He made his way around the table, and then bumped into her, pinning her body against the table behind his slightly-out-of-shape figure, sliding against her, dragging his crotch across her ass before slipping past her, one of his hands having idly cupped her breast on the way past. And then lined it up. "Side pocket." Pointing with the cue, he shot, and smoothly sank the monochrome 8 into hole. Grinning as he straightened up, he leaned his pools cue aside. "I certainly think we've played enough for the day." His eyes darkened slightly as he looked at her and then stepped over to her.

"Now it's time to pay the piper." He stood, looking her right in the eye, and then walked up to her until she was backed up against the end of the table, he rass pressing back against it. He reached down, without even looking, his eyes on her face, as he grabbed the button on her jeans, undoing it, then slowly peeling down her fly. He licked his lips lewdly right in her face as he listened to her breathing. Then started tugging her jeans down until they slipped past her ass, sliding down over her thighs. One hand cupped her ass for a second before he turned away and walked to sit down on the couch.

"Finish sliding those things off and then come lay across my lap like a naughty little girl." He smiled as he waited patiently, his eyes on her, watching her chest rising and falling with her breath.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Now it's time to pay the piper."​

I couldn't look at Luke. I really couldn't. I wouldn't be able to take it over how his eyes watched as his boss came over to me, with my ass pressed against the pool table we purchased together, staring at him with a mixture of fear and lust. Seeing him reach down to the button of my jeans and undoing it, with me only gasping as a response. Over how he licked his lips in front of me, listening to my heavy breathing, how my breathing told him how my body needed this to continue. How I moaned softly when he slid my jeans down a bit, enough to grab my ass possessively before walking away and motioning me to follow him.

And I did.

"Finish sliding those things off and then come lay across my lap like a naughty little girl." he spoke, watching my chest rise and fall as I obediently took off my jeans. That's what he meant right? I took off my jeans and placed them on the table, walking towards Mr. West with my big ass swaying before I layed myself on his lap. Luke getting a good view of my behind before I muttered out "Oh god! Please, Luke don't look!" with my voice echoing through the living room walls. I knew how my body just couldn't take it and how I might react to what happened next...

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Saturday, 12:33 PM​

She was moaning and gasping for him as if he was her lover. As if she was ready to just slide off her thong and sit down on his cock right there, forgetting whether her groom-to-be was in the same room. In fact, when he told her to finish removing her jeans, the vague pronoun that he used confused her, and she seemed half ready to strip off the rest of her clothes before she settled on sliding her jeans the rest of the way off her ankles. He was amused that she tossed them back on the table instead of just letting them rest on the floor. As if marking the pool table as the site of his victory and conquest.

Mr. West watched as Lois walked willingly over, almost eagerly, half-sauntering toward him before she bent over his lap. He smiled as he pulled her against him, so that her breasts were pressed down against the couch and her body halfway laying down with her feet barely on the floor. His right hand slid smoothly over her ass. He looked up at Luke, knowing that his fiancé's hickey was flashing toward him, showing off the way he had marked her. Mr. West used his left hand to force her thighs to part slightly as she rested on his lap.

"Oh god! Please, Luke don't look!" she suddenly cried out. Mr. West frowned and then pulled his right hand back before slapping his hand down on her ass, the sound of flesh meeting flesh ringing out into the room. "Shut up, fucktoy. There's only a given set of words that need to come from your lips. You'd best save your breath for speaking those." He gave a sadistic laugh as he pulled his hand back and spanked right against the crack of her bottom once again, making her shudder. Enjoying spanking her firm, thick ass.

"Keep your eyes open, Luke. You're going to need to know how to handle this slut once you get married else she's going to walk all over you. I like you and I don't' want to see you end up pussy-whipped. So sometimes you've got to whip the pussy." He pulled his hand back again and spanked against the right cheek of Lois ass, his hand whipping down on her. He subtly re-positioned her on his lap so that her crotch was pressed up against his knee, and every he smacked her ass it made her pussy grind up against his patella, keeping her thighs parted just enough to enjoy it.. He could feel her juices slowly seeping into the knee of his pants as he spanked her. He wondered if he could make her cum on his knee, right here, just by spanking her.

He listened to her taking a deep breath, and then dropped down a sudden, quick flurry of strikes, *SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK* sounding out into the room. His left hand crept down between her thighs and cupped up against her crotch for a moment, fingers teasing the material of her thong. Her glasses were about to fall off of her nose.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

I could feel Mr. West get angry as I spoke out of line. Looking away, I couldn't see Luke's reaction when his hand came right down on my ass, making me arch my body as I yelped in pain. The spank echoed throughout the room, just as he sternly told me "Shut up, fucktoy. There's only a given set of words that need to come from your lips. You'd best save your breath for speaking those." slapping my ass hard again. I groaned as a response, feeling the burning sensation of his hand already...and that moisture in my inner lips growing with each slap. I wonder how Luke felt, seeing his fiance's big butt get slapped like this in front of him? How it felt knowing that this wouldn't have been possible without him?

"Keep your eyes open, Luke. You're going to need to know how to handle this slut once you get married else she's going to walk all over you. I like you and I don't' want to see you end up pussy-whipped. So sometimes you've got to whip the pussy." He said, making me gasp loud as he spanked me harder now, his knee pressing in between my legs. "Oh fuck, stop!" I groaned, feeling it rub against my warm pussy, my excitement dripping down my inner thigh. I groaned, fighting the ache growing inside of me. I couldn't...my body wanted to set itself free but I couldn't...

*SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK*

"OH OH OH OH!" I moaned with each powerful slap he gave to my ass, my glasses slowly slipping down my nose until they fell right to the floor. I groaned, my hands clenching on Mr. West's thigh as I attempt to push myself up but just couldn't. "STOP!" I groaned, my body squirming on his lap as his hand began to tease my inner lips "STOP! Please...Oh god...I'm going to cum..."

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Her ass cheeks were growing red with the spanking. She was clearly getting off on it in various ways-the feeling of a knee pressing up against her crotch, the pain of his hand stinging her ass, the humiliation of being treated like a disobedient little girl, and a bit more shame for enjoying the treatment so much as her fiancée looked on. His hand was resting down on her ass. He pulled his hand away from her thong.

"STOP! Please...Oh god...I'm going to cum..." she whimpered, pathetically, even as she was gyrating up against him. Her body was wound up tight, and even though she was pushing against him, she was practically rolling her hips in pleasure against him, nearly humping her way into his lap. He heard the sound of her glasses falling off and landing on the floor. He gave one more stroke against her thong, around the shape of her pussy, with his thumb.

[B[]"Just say it....say you're sorry for being a prudish cocktease."[/B] He smiled. "That is...if you really want this to end right now. That's all you have to say. But if you don't want me to stop, just don't say that, and then I'll keep going.

Mr. White laughed as his big, rough right hand cupped her ass for a moment, the rough skin of his hand stroking against the reddening flesh of her ass. Then pulled his hand bank and brought it down at the cleft of her ass once again, making her hips jerk once more as she bounced on his lap, his little helpless toy to play with for the moment. But not quite yet subdued all the way into becoming a fucktoy, even though it wouldn't take long. He felt fairly confident he could have her on her knees begging to suck his cock before the week ended. He stroked her ass again, waiting to hear what words would emerge from her mouth next.

As he did, he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Even as it did, he shifted her slightly so her chest pressed down against his crotch, rubbing up against the outline of his cock in his slacks. He couldn't see her face, but he could only imagine her response as she was being so manhandled and manipulated.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Just say it....say you're sorry for being a prudish cocktease." he said, his voice icing with some depraved lust "That is...if you really want this to end right now. That's all you have to say. But if you don't want me to stop, just don't say that, and then I'll keep going."

"Mmmphh....oh..." I moaned incoherently as a response, feeling the spanking stop for a bit. Instead, I got used to the feeling of Mr. West's rough hand cupping a cheek, feeling it as if it was his to possess. This feeling of calm quickly came to an end when he slapped down hard again, my hips buckling against his lap and a loud groan coming from my lips. I tried biting on my bottom lips, but that quickly didn't stop me from making high pitched yelps when another slap came my way. The worst part of it all was that body betrayed me; every time I felt that rough slap on my ass, that slight jiggle coming from my cheeks, my hips moved instinctively, wiggling right on Mr. West's firm grasp. I purposely began to move my body with each slap, my chest rubbing against his knee.

Feeling the ache growing inside of me, I knew that this couldn't continue...otherwise I definitely would cum from the feeling of being molested and toyed with - an embarrassment that even in my horny haze, I desperately wanted to avoid. So, I swallowed my pride and said:

"I- I am sorry for being a prudish cocktease Mr. West!" my voice stuttering for just a bit. I moved my head up, or at least the most that I could do before I continued on "Please forgive me!"