A Lost Bet Ch. 01
Keywords: Bet, Ch., Lost, 01, A,
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I was afraid. I knew I'd lost a bet with some guys I didn't really know and I had no idea what they had planned. It was stupid of me to have made the bet, but I just knew I'd win. We'd been sitting around playing poker and I was almost out of chips. I was biding my time though, watching my stack dwindle as I waited for my hand. Then it came, a straight flush, Jacks high. I went all in, confident that this would be where I got back in the game.
Frank said "are you sure that's what you want to do? If you lose, you're out."
"Oh, I'm sure. Shoot, if I had more chips, I'd still go all in." I knew I shouldn't have been talking all that trash, but I couldn't resist. I wasn't trying to bluff, but I was trying to draw them in, just to see what I had.
Tom folded. I wasn't surprised though. He'd been playing smart and, as the chip leader, he didn't have to make foolish bets or risk his chips. "It's on you Frank. What you gonna do?"
Frank pondered his cards. Even though my bet wasn't substantial, it was enough that if he lost, he'd be at a serious disadvantage against Tom, and he'd be in danger from me too. "I'll take the bet Jo...but my question to you is, how confident are you that you're going to win this pot?"
"Pretty confident. I'm about to take your money and I'll be very happy to do it."
"Alright then. How about we up the stakes a little?" Frank asked.
"With what? You already know that I'm all in." I responded.
"True dat. But I'm willing to go all in against you because I don't think you've got the cards to beat me." He was cocky and I started to get a little worried, but I had confidence in my almost unstoppable hand. I pondered his proposition for a minute, before answering "What are your stakes?"
"If you win, obviously, you're in the game and it's down to you and Tom. But if I win, then you have to do whatever I say for the rest of the night. Bet?"
Hastily and anxiously I answered "Done."
"Alright. Show us what you've got!"
And I laid out my straight flush feeling excited and happy to be back in the game. I just knew that I was in and I had a chance to make a run at Tom. But the glee on my face quickly turned to dismay as Frank slowly grinned and turned over 1 card after the other: 10-hearts...J-hearts...Q-hearts...K-hearts...A-hearts. And there it was. A royal flush sending me away from the table a broken man.
"That's alright Jo. I won't make the rest of the night too hard on you." Frank had to stop himself from cackling with glee. Even Tom couldn't resist a smile. "Jo, are you man enough to stick with the bet?"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say for the rest of the night. What's first?"
"Well, since you've been talking trash, why don't you start by taking out the trash. But try not to slip out there. It's wet and dirty and I'm not letting you mess up my house if you get dirty."
"Fine. I'll be back in a few minutes." And I got up to gather the cans and pizza remains into the trash, empty the kitchen receptacle and head out to the cans in the yard.
Frank hadn't been kidding when he said it was slippery though. I had to cross the lawn in the rain, and no sooner had I made it halfway down the lawn when I slipped in a puddle and fell flat on my ass. "Great, there goes a pair of pants." But the grass was so wet that I soon felt the rain and water from the lawn soaking through the rest of my clothes. "Why in the hell does Frank have to live in a house so far back from the road?" I grumbled. After finally dumping the trash in the cans at the street, I huffed my way back up the gravel driveway to the house.
"Hey Frank, you got something I can change into? I got soaked out there and need to run my clothes through the wash."
"Yeah," he yelled. "Throw your stuff in the washer in the garage and I'll leave you a robe by the door."
I stripped in the garage and stood there shivering and naked. "Hurry up, would you? I'm freezing out here!"
"Here you go," Frank said with a smile.
"What's this?" I asked with a dumbfounded look on my face. What he'd handed me was like a silk kimono that would only come down to mid-thigh.
"That's the only robe I've got that will fit you. I'm sure you'll look cute in it." And with that smile on his face, I heard Tom start laughing in the background.
"Ya'll aren't funny. Get me some real clothes."
"Dude, the only stuff I've got that will fit you is some leftover stuff from the last girl I was dating. Can I help it that you're short?"
Tom decided to add his two cents saying, "Hey Frank, why don't you just order Jo to wear that stuff? After all, he lost the bet and has to do what you say for the rest of the night."
"That's right," Frank said as he looked at me with a glint of mischief in his eye. "For tonight, you're mine." I felt a sense of dread at what was coming next. "Put this on, the go take a shower. There's a bottle of nice smelling soap that my girl used to use. Wash with that, because tonight, you get to be the girl. How much of a girl you are depends on you. I'll leave some stuff for you to wear in the bedroom."
And just like that, an innocent bet took me towards a night I would never forget.
After I showered, I went to the bedroom and found 3 different outfits numbered and laid out for me to wear. The first included a baby blue teddy, matching thigh-hi stockings, a darker blue minidress, and some matching 3" heels. The second was the classic schoolgirl outfit with a red pleated skirt, white thigh-hi stockings, mary-jane heels, and pink cotton panties and a pink camisole to wear under the white blouse. The third outfit had sex written all over it. It was a black corset with a black g-string, black thigh-hi stockings, and black 5" pumps with an ankle strap. I assumed by the numbers that I was supposed to put them on in the assigned order for Frank and Tom's amusement. As I slid into the first outfit, the teddy fit snug and the stockings felt smooth. The dress hugged my figure and the shoes made my legs look toned and touchable. It took me a minute to adjust to walking in them because it felt like they forced me to tilt forward a little bit.
"You coming out Jo?" Frank yelled. "I figure this is a show we've got to see."
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said as I stepped out the room. Then a flash, and another and another. "For our memoirs" Tom laughed. "Oh yeah. I'm loving this." Frank added. "Hey Jo, why don't you get us some drinks and make us some sandwiches while we finish off this game? I'm feeling so good that if I win, I just might have Tom join you...then I'll have 2 girls for the night!"
"That's what you think Frank," Tom said. "If that's how you want to play it, then I guess I'll just have to whup that ass, take all your money, then figure out how to take my own revenge." Tom laughed, and so did Frank. I grumbled and groused as I went through the kitchen, fetching beers and making sandwiches.
Finally done, I took the sandwiches out to the guys who were going back and forth with the game. I pulled up a stool and sat down.
"Cross your legs Jo. I don't want Tom getting any ideas."
"You wouldn't go there anyway. I mean this is all fine, but there's got to be a line somewhere." I said.
"Oh really?" Frank got that gleam in his eye. "Come here."
"No."
"Come here."
"No."
"Tom, I think Jo needs a little lesson in obedience. Care to lend a hand?"
"Oh absolutely. We can finish up this hand later."
Then they rushed me from the table.
"Get your hands off me! You guys are taking this way too far. Let me go!" I yelled as I squirmed and tried to fight them off. They threw me across the table and held my hands behind my back.
"Tom, get me the duct tape."
"Right here playa. First, let me have a piece to quit her down."
"Wait. Stop. I'll be good." I tried to plead with them. But to no avail. Tom placed the duct tape over my mouth, and for the first time, I got a real appreciation of how effective a gag it could be. Then Frank took the tape and tied my wrists together behind my back.
"There we go...almost. I've got another idea. Tom, go into the top drawer on the left, fill the hot water bottle with warm water, then bring the 'special' attachment." Frank continued to hold me down as I squirmed, but I couldn't get any leverage. My muffled moans and cries went unanswered as Tom prepared the bottle. Frank began to massage my ass, then unexpectedly, he spanked me. Hard.
"That's for being so hard-headed. I imagine there will be more of that tonight." Then forcing my legs apart, Frank found my asshole and began to force the nozzle up my rear.
"MMMPPHH!!!"
"Stop squirming and relax otherwise this will hurt more." Frank said. Once he got the nozzle firmly secured up my rear and in my teddy, he brought my legs back together and duct taped them together. Then, he made me sit down on the other chair at the table while he hung the bottle on a hook on the wall.
"Comfy Jo?" he asked with a smile. Tom sat there smirking then said "we've got to get her into some other positions later on."
"Oh, there will be plenty of time for that...plus a few other things." Frank added. Then they sat down and continued playing there game.
As the water bottle empty into my rear, I began to squirm from discomfort. My insides started feeling full and I really needed to go to the bathroom. I began to mew soft pleas that caused them to look up.
"Jo, I didn't know the bottle was almost empty. Here let us refill it for you." And I looked up in horror as they replace the first bottle with a second. The tears started to fall from my eyes as I scooted around. My mews became cries and grunts, begging for relief. Finally, the second bottle was empty and I felt like I was going to burst. The guys looked at me, at my distended stomach and began to laugh.
"Come on Frank. Let's give our little lady a break and take her to the bathroom." No sweeter words had ever been spoken. But as Tom hoisted me on his shoulder, all the liquid inside shifted and I began to cry again from the discomfort. Finally, they laid me across the sink.
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Keywords: Bet, Ch., Lost, 01, A,