Winning a girl at a poker game

seasparks

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How about a story about a man (or woman) who wins a girl at a poker game?
I wrote a short story, (non erotic) about this theme a while ago. When I get it scanned into my computer I will submit it here.
I also plan to write an erotic version of my story at a later date.
Anyhow, if any of you want toi use this idea, feel free. (of course)
 
Hmmmm

Now there's an angle that I hadn't considered.
Just thinking about it conjures up a scene in my fevered brain....

The other player's jaw sagged as he watched me lay down the straight flush that beat his four kings. I raked in the cash on the table and pocketed it.
His mouth worked as if he was trying to talk, but no sounds came out.
"Well," I asked, "Do you want to go tell her or do I?"
He cast a frantic glance at his girlfriend over at the pool table, then slumped in his seat.
"I suppose that I'd best tell her." he muttered. "She's gonna kil me when she finds out that I bet her pussy for a week, and lost!"
"Don't worry," I smirked. "I won't use it all up."
He shot me a glare as the other players chuckled, then stood and walked over to the pool table.
I saw the tall redhead look over at me. Then she turned back to her boyfriend and kneed him in the balls.
"I'll cover your bet<" she snarled as he lay groaning on the floor holding his crotch. "But when I get home, you have your ass moved out!"
She set her cue in the wall rack and came over to stand in front of me.
"The bet was me for a week?" she asked.
I nodded.
"How much was he trying to cover?" she wanted to know.
"$500." I told her.
She walked back to her still groaning boyfriend and kicked him again.
When she returned, she had her purse over her shoulder.
"Come on. Let's get the hell outta here>" she said.
As we walked out of the bar, I grinned at her. "I wouldn't have bet you for less than $100 grand."
She just grunted in reply, but I thought that I saw the ghost of a smile on her lips.
 
Go for it

That was just idle rambling on my part in the above post.
I guess I got a little carried away.
I'd be very interested in seeing what you do with the idea.
I'm no match for most of the writers here and I know it.
 
No your a good writer.

Slowly Lana,watched him with her emerald like eyes glaring at him,knowing she would fight him as much as she was able to. Not realizing how much she would give up to him,as she notice the sadistic look on hip lips. "You know, I don't want this"

"Does that matter...you will do it for your lover" he said knowingly as she continued to follow him,angry at her boyfriend but also angry how she agreed to this situation. Slowly she continued following him,into the dark warehouse wondering where she was going...he led her into a dark dungeon....backing up in surprise...pleading to the stranger with her pretty eyes.

Feel free to continue:)
 
This could get interesting

Not my usual style, but here goes.
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"Don't be frightened." I said. "What I have in mind is pleasure, not harm."
I watched her still backing away until she hit the wall of my little dungeon. Reaching behind me I pushed the door closed and locked it.
Her eyes widened as she heard the clicking of the lock. "Please, not this." She pleaded.
I took a lighter from my pocket and lit the candles on the shelf next to me. In the added light, I could clearly see her eyes flicking to the various implements positioned strategically around the room. I could almost taste the fear coming from her, and it was delicious.
"Strip." I ordered.
She shook her head violently and crossed her arms over her chest.
"That was not a suggestion." I said evenly. "If you are not undressed in the next 60 seconds, I will do it for you."
She trembled as she reached for the buttons of her shirt. I could almost see the wheels turning inside her head.
How could she escape?
Was there anything that she could use to protect herself?
I made a growling noise and took a step forward. She almost collapsed, then began fumbling her shirt open, revealing her firm perky breasts.
"Good." I said."The rules are simple. Obey, and you will be pleasured beyond your dreams. Resist, and I will have to take things a step further. And you might not enjoy that."
I remembered her giving her boyfriend a knee in the nuts. But no way I would allow her to do that to me.
She had her shirt off now, and was trying to cover her breasts with her arms.
"The rest of it." I commanded.
She gave me a look that promised a painful demise if I ever let her get the upper hand. Not that she was going to get that chance.
When her clothes were all on the floor, she stood straight and defiant. I smiled slightly. I like girls with a little spirit. It makes it that much sweeter when that spirit is transformed into a desire to obey my will.
I pointed at a table a few feet from her. "Lay down there and put your hands and feet through the loops on the corners."
"No." She said with a quaver in her voice.
I didn't bother to ask twice. Before she knew what was coming, I reached her side and spun her up against the table. Whaile she was still off balance, I rolled her onto the table and secured her hands. By the time she thought of kicking me, the silk wrapped rope loops were pulled snug and secure.
I stood there watching her struggle and listening to her curse. Her golden pubic hair was scant and silky, tending to curl in towards her slit. All in all a delectable sight with her firm tits, flat belly, and silken skin.
I picked up a soft leather strap that hung from a hook near by and gave her a medium hard swat across her tits, bringing a yelp from her.
"Make all the noise you want." I said. "This place is soundproof. but feel free to scream now and then. it makes the rest all the sweeter."
 
I am sorry I usually write where the female submits....sorry mine are so short but I hope they contribuate.

My emerald eyes widen fearfully watching you not knowing what to do,not realizing how submissive and innocent they look to you as they glared at you with such spirit like a wild animal that needed to be trained. "Please,let me go...please, I am sorry" she starts to whisper trying to talk her way out of this.

Realizing no answe was her true answer,as she noticed him grabbing a training shock collar,wondering what that was for as she tried to struggle but found herself unable to get freed. Struggling trying to get freed,feeling more and more like a mouse stuck in its own trap...her emerald eyes widening trying to find a spot in your eyes for some kind of hope.
 
Tag team writing

So how am I doing so far?
I think we could put together a pretty good story between us. What do you think?

I fastened the collar around her neck. Then picked up the remote control for the collar.
Her eyes watched every move I made.
"I see that you know what this is," I said conversationally.
She just nodded as much as the collar would allow.
I looked a little closer. Her breasts and face were becoming flushed. I glanced at her groin and could see her inner lips starting to swell and darken.
Well well.
Experimentally, I gave her a small jolt with the collar.
She let out a yelp and squirmed.
"Let's start with something simple," I said. "when I release you from the table, I want you to go to the bench over there and bend over it. There are handles on the other side. Hold onto them and don't let go."
She didn't reply ar first. I held up the remote.
"Didn't you understand me?" I demanded.
"Yes, I understand." she said at last.
I gave her another jolt from the collar. "From now on, you will think of me and refer to me as 'Master'. Got it?"
She hesitated until my thumb started down on the button to zap her again.
"Yes, Master." she said.
I stepped closer and caressed her belly and thighs as I released the table restraints. "See how much more pleasant cooperation can be?"
 
Your doing well,very well....you seem like a natural dom the way you keep the scene going. I am very impressed:)

Slowly moving over to the bench feeling her own body tremble fearfully wondering what would happen to her as she set her hands into the handles...find bars locking around her wrists...and then straps over her ankles...but a spreader connecting to her ankles as well. Afraid to speak glancing up at her new Master for approval...wondering what was in stored for her.

Trying to shut her legs together to hide how wet she was getting,wishing she could cover her hard nipples to hide how turned on this was making her. She didn't even know why she was getting turned on so much by this....why did she need to be dominated so much? Why?
 
Glad you approve

I hope that you are having as much fun with this as I am.

Once I had the straps in place, she was positioned perfectly for my pleasure.
I took a wooden dowel about 1/4 inch around and about 4 feet long from a box in the corner and approacher her again.
I reached between her legs and felt the softness of her pussy. I could feel her natural lubrication starting to trickle down her thighs. I rubbed her pussy firmly but gently, finding her clit and giving it a few seconds of attention. Then I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted her. Salty/sweet/tangy.
Then I took a step to the side and brought the stick around to strike her square across the center of her buttocks.
The sudden transition frpm pleasure to pain startled a yip out of her and she bucked against the restraints.
I gave her a few more stripes with the stick, then tossed it aside.
I checked on the candles. Almost ready.
I went back to her and rubbed her pussy again, this time staying well clear of her clit, but slipping a couple of fingers deep inside her and moving them in and out with a twisting motion. then I added a third finger.
When I felt her building toward a peak, I pulled my hand from her body and reached around her. "Open your mouth." I commanded. As soon as her lips paerted, I slipped my fingers past them and into her mouth.
"Taste yourself." I said.
She closed her lips around my fingers and sucked them clean. I took my hand from her mouth.
"Tell me what you want." I ordered.
"Please." She moaned. "Take me. Fuck me. I want you inside me."
"Ah ah, you forgot the magic words." I replied, and went back to gather a candle or two.
There was a good inch of molten wax on each glass holder.
I petted and caressed her back and butt until she was starting to relax again.
Then, without warning, I poured the hot was onto her ass, coating both cheeks with a thin layer of wax.
She lunged forward trying to eascape the heat and sudden burning. She was sobbing and writhing around to the limits of her restraints, but she never once let go of the handles I noticed.
I knew she would be OK. The hot wax would cool long before it could do any real harm.
I used my hands to strip away the semi congealed wax and flung it to the floor out of the way.
I picked out a couple of clamps and strung weights from them. Then, reaching under her, I fastened them to her nipples, letting the small weight's dangle.
She was whimpering now, but it wasn't entirely from the pain. Her pussy juices were flowing more than ever, and every time I touched her, she pushed back against my hand.
I was tempted to slip my now rock hard erection into her and just enjoy the feel of her.
But not quite yet.
I was going to teach her to blur the distinction between pleasure and pain until she could and would climax from either.
 
Her emerald eyes widen,watching him as she knew he was going to do what he wanted..no matter what happened. Feeling herself trembling,wondering if she was auctually going to orgasm. Her lover had never gotten her to that point of true pleasure within. "Please, I need more,please!"

Feeling my own voice crying out as if it wasn't my own noticing the sadistic smile on his face which made me feel more and more...humiliated but also more in need for him. Whimpering softly,feeling my wetness falling down past my legs,needing this more and more...but why?
 
And some more...

I released the straps from her wrists and ankles, then stood back to see what she would do.
I was quite pleased to see that she stayed in place, exactly where she was. And she was still holding on to the handles.
"Stand and face me." I ordered.
She straightened up and turned toward me. She stood there with her hands at her sides, passively waiting for my next command.
She's coming aling nicely, I thought to myself.
"Fetch the leash from the hook on the wall and bring it to me."
"Yes Master," she said in a quiet voice. She walked over to the wall and took the leash off the hook. I watched her walking, admiring the pattern of welts from the stick as her buttocks flexed and relaxed.
When she reached me, I took the leash from her hands and snapped the hook onto her collar.
I saw the shining look in her eyes and knew that she was almost ready.
Very soon now.
Pointing at some manacles dangling on a chain from the ceiling, I gave a tug on the leash to ensure her full attention. "Put the manacles on your wrists and push them closed."
Without hesitation, she walked quickly to the indicated spot and snapped the manacles on all by herself. I let her stand there with her arms over her head for a moment.
"Very well done." I said, and her face lit up like I had told her that she had just won the lottery.
The chain that the manacles were attached to ran up through a pulley and down to a hook in the wall a few feet away. I went over and unwrapped the chain from the hook and pulled , lifting her until her toes were just brushing the floor.
I moved around to where she could see me. I tugged gently at one of the weight's attached to her nipple. She gave an odd little moan, but it wasn't a sound of pain.
"Well pretty one," I said speculatively. "What do we do next?"
She said nothing, only watched me with those shining eyes.
I moved around behind her and squeezed her buttock. She shudered and pushed her butt back against my hand as best she could in her position.
I gave her a half dozen slaps on each butt cheek, leaving my hand prints along with her pretty welts.
I spun her around to face me and placed my hands on her breasts, squeezing hard, then moved back.
I didn't care to wait any longer.
"Tell me what you want?" I said. I held up a whip with a dozen thin leather thongs attached. "The Whip?" I took my erection from my pants. "Or this?"
 
My emerald eyes widen knowing what I truly need,the pleasure that ran through my soul melted...at the glance of his hardening dick right in front of me. Needing it so badly,that I felt my body calling out for it,with so much need and passion...lusting it inside of me...needing to please him so badly.

"Your dick" I say softly...hearing him rustling towards me.

"Do you deserve it,girl?" I hear him asked...

"Only if it pleases you" I say softly...

"You have to earn it" I hear him say noticing him turning around so his ass was righti in front of my face...as I start to lick feeling him sitting right down on my face,as if I am nothing but a cushion.
 
Racks and whips and thumbscrews, Oh my!

I relaxed and let her tongue tell me what he words could not.
She was mine.
I could wait no more.
I straightened up and unhooked the mancles from the chain. Grabbing her leash, I pulled her to the bench and bent her over. "The handles." I said.
She gripped them tightly and quivered with anticipation as I spread her cheeks with my hands.
My cockhead found her entrance easily and I thrust into her hard and fast.
I hit bottom on my first stroke, then paused to savor how she felt. Hot and tight, and very very wet.
I held her hips as I began thrusting in earnest now, deep powerful strokes that pushed her against the bench on each inward stroke.
Almost immediately, I felt her internal muscles clench and pulse as the first of her orgasms blasted through her.
She was moaning and trying to push back to meet my thrusts. Then she cried out. "Fuck me Master. Harder!"
I gave the cheek of her ass a mighty slap. "I give the orders here. remember that."
But the slap only seemed to trigger another climax. even stronger than the first.
She was coming closer to what I wanted to to be, and that thought nearly made me shoot too soon.
But I wanted more.
I had to posess all of her.
 
in the moment of the passion,she felt her self need more....desire more,more than she ever felt possiable....Feeling her ass cheeks burning but she didn't care,she needed to please him...she felt herself surrendering more and more to him,desireing to be one with him...

"Please fuck me! Fuck this worthless slut! Please make her yours!" she cried out,not even knowing whos voice it was but she needed to show him....she needed more...as she felt her orgasms continue....as if this body was someone elses and not her own.
 
The nitty gritty at last

I pulled out of her roughly and grabbed her hair to pull her back upright. I turned her around and pushed down on her shoulders.
She dropped to her knees already knowing what came next. When she opened her mouth, I slipped my cock past her lips and felt her begin sucking.
She put her hands on my hips to hold me as she bobbed her head back and forth.
"Hands behind you." I ordered.
She immediately clasped her hands behind the small of her back as I took her head in my hands to control the blow job.
I went deeper and deeper into her mouth until I felt the first twitches of her gag reflex. "When you start to gag, swallow and keep swallowing until I pull back." I instructed her.
I again pushed back deep into her mouth. When i felt her start swallowing, I pushed a little deeper. taking care not to go to far.
After all, doing real and lasting harm was NOT my intention here.
I pulled back slightly to give her a chance to breathe, then back in just a fraction deeper.
The feel of her tongue working along the sensitive underside of my cock had me ready to come in short order. I pulled out of her mouth and tilted her head up my the hair on top of her head.
I wrapped my had around my cock and gave it the few strokes that it needed to come.
My semen blasted out and splashed on her face.
She opened her mouth and I aimed the last spurts between parted lips.
When I was done, I let go of her hair.
"Use your tongue and clean me." I said.
She leaned forward, her hands still behind her back and proceeded to lick my cock and balls clean.
When I had had enough, I took the leash and pulled her to her feet.
She stood there with her hands behind her, looking down demurely, awaiting my next command.
"Thank you master." she said softly.
She was mine, now and forever. Body mind and soul.
 
She watched him not wanting to go anywhere,but wishing she could stay here...to please him. Feeling his hold on her go through her whole body making her needing him...and only him.

She knew she would do as she was told...not only because he would punish her otherwise,but because she...needed to and wanted to.
 
Won in a game story

I like the idea. Maybe a twist, where not only does the woman not know, but, she's given up for wager by an older or younger brother. Each progressive hand of cards has a buildup of things they'd plan on doing to the woman/sister, until the final hand where the brother loses and the winners "go to collect". Would have to involve her periodically, like maybe to deliver drinks or just pass by wearing revealing clothing. At any rate, she couldn't be aware the card game stakes involved her body (and, for that matter, use of it).
 
Just dropped in to say, Seasparks and CreativeSubmissions, I'm loving this!

Are you guys going to write this up together and submit it to Lit?

Anyway, just wanted to say that, it's very hot and my kind of thing. ;)

Lou :rose:
 
Tatelou said:
Just dropped in to say, Seasparks and CreativeSubmissions, I'm loving this!

Are you guys going to write this up together and submit it to Lit?

Anyway, just wanted to say that, it's very hot and my kind of thing. ;)

Lou :rose:

I told CreativeSubmissions that she could take this story and redo it to suit herself and publish it if she likes.

There is a link to the non erotic tale that was my inspiration for this thread on my sig line
 
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