Shall We Play a Game
Vondra Tidwell looked at the screen before her and then she looked back at the woman beside her.
“Do you recognize it?” the other woman asked.
Vondra looked at the screen. There was something about it, something familiar, but it was something that she just couldn’t quite place.
“Do you recognize it?” the other woman asked again.
It looked like something she knew, something out of her past and then it came to her. A transparent cylinder with rods seemingly placed haphazardly through the center of the cylinder and above the rods were balls of various colors, balls that were kept from falling only by the rods that passed throughout the cylinder.
“It looks like a game I played as a child,” Vondra said.
“Very good, but do you know what the game is called?”
Vondra searched her memory. She knew she’d played this game only it wasn’t on the computer. It was a real game but she couldn’t remember what it was. She shook her head. “I don’t know.”
“That’s okay,” the other woman said. “But do you know what the objective is?”
Vondra knew that. Even if she couldn’t recall the name of the game, she knew the objectives. “Each player removes a stick. You try to keep the balls from falling. The one who lets the last one fall is the loser.”
“You got it only this game isn’t played exactly like that.”
Vondra couldn’t help herself. She had to know. “How is it played then?”
“The game you were thinking of is a children’s game called Kerplunk but this is something different. The balls in the top represent you, your thoughts, your desires, your likes and your dislikes. They are your everything. They quite literally are who you now are.”
Vondra looked at the computer representation and now she could finally see the old children’s game but there was something else. She wasn’t sure how she knew it, but she knew the other woman was right. This game was very different than the one she’d played as a girl and those balls, they really did represent who she now was.
“The sticks as you call them, these represent your values and your self- esteem. Those sticks protect you from doubt and hesitation and surrender. They give you strength.
Again, Vondra nodded. She wasn’t sure how she knew it but she knew the other woman was speaking the truth.
“And at the bottom of the cylinder, at the place where there are no balls, that’s where I live and I’m just waiting for you to falter so that you can come to me.
Vondra shivered. She wasn’t sure why but she believed the other woman.
“I could have you in an instant,” the other woman said. “Remove all the sticks and the balls all fall and you come to me and when you do, you become mine.”
Again, Vondra shivered. She wasn’t even sure why. It was just the way the other woman said it that was just so … so … so something.
“But I don’t want to do that,” the other woman said. “I believe in having a challenge. I could have you if I wanted to but it’s so much better to have you fight and lose than to take you without a fight. Don’t you agree?”
Vondra shook her head. She had no idea what the other woman was talking about but whatever it was, it sounded hideous.
“My dear. Isn’t it obvious. I want you, but I want to give you a chance to save yourself first.”
Vondra looked back at the screen. “So how do I save myself?”
“A very good question. Normally, each player removes a stick, but eventually, the balls all fall. That’s the way the game works but if that were the case here, I’d always win, and while that might be good for me, it’s not so good for you, don’t you think?”
Vondra nodded.
“So I remove one of the pixie sticks and I try to make the balls fall and you try to counter my move. If you’re successful, another stick is put back in place. That’s how we play the game.”
“But … but won’t the balls still fall eventually?”
“Another excellent point. Yes, of course. If we played it indefinitely, eventually, you would tire and then you’d make a mistake, and that wouldn’t be nearly so much fun as beating you outright so we’ll limit our game to fifteen rounds. If I can’t beat you in that amount of time, then I let you go free. How’s that sound?”
“That sounds good.”
“So what do you say? Should we play a game?”
“But I still don’t know how to play.”
“Sure you do, but suppose I make a deal with you. Suppose we play a practice round. How’s that sound?”
Vondra still wasn’t sure about this but what was she supposed to do? At least she’d know what she was getting herself into. “Um, okay,” she said.
“All right then. Let’s begin.”
Vondra couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen next when suddenly, she had this itch between her legs and with that itch came an urge to touch herself, to pleasure herself, to …
It was only then that she realized that one of the sticks had been removed. The urge was still there but she could control it and no, it wasn’t okay. You just didn’t do things like that, and even as she thought that, she saw another stick being inserted through the middle of the cylinder and with it went the urge to pleasure herself.
“There you go,” the other woman said approvingly. “You’ve already got the hang of it.”
“That’s all there is to it?”
“That’s all there is to it,” the other woman said. “Of course, we started off with an easy one the first time around. They might get more challenging as time goes by. So what about it? Do you want to play a game?”
Vondra was hardly fooled but she had the feeling that she didn’t really have a choice. She had the feeling that this woman could have her way with her even if Vondra said no and if that were the case, what choice did she really have?
“What about it?” the other woman asked again.
“All right,” Vondra said, “but if I win—”
“If you win, you can go, no questions asked.”
“All right. Then I’ll play your game with you.”
“Excellent. I kind of thought you might want to play, but let us begin.”
Vondra couldn’t help but take a couple of deep breaths. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen but whatever it was, she told herself, she was going to be ready for it.
She was looking at the screen and she barely saw the stick move before she felt the effect. It was a cock but it wasn’t just any cock. It was a big cock and it was stretching her pussy so good.
No that was the trick, Vondra told herself. The other woman wanted her to feel that way.
And then Vondra couldn’t help but gasp because she could feel the cock moving and … oh fuck … that felt good.
No, she told herself. No. Resist it.
Oh but geez, she didn’t really want to resist it. She just wanted to let that cock keep fucking her.
No, she told herself. No, and with that, she pushed the thought away but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss as the feel of that cock between her legs left her mind and even as it did, another stick was pushed back in place in the computer simulation.
“Very good,” the other woman said. “I thought for a second you were going to give in there, but I wouldn’t have liked it if you made it that easy.”
“Shut up.”
“Oooh, someone sounds upset.”
“I’m not upset.”
The other woman just smiled. “Whatever you say,” she said. “Should we play another round?”
“Sure. Whatever you say.”
The other woman smiled. “I like it when you say that and by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be saying that a lot.”
Vondra had no idea what that was supposed to mean and for a moment, she lost her focus. That’s how she missed it, the sight of the stick being removed but even if she’d missed it, she still felt the effects.
She was outside in a park. The air was cool but the sun was out. There were people passing by and she was wearing a short skirt and she wasn’t sure how she knew it but she knew she wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt.
Just a quick flash, her mind told herself. That’s what she wanted.
No, that wasn’t right and yet, it was. All she wanted to do was lift up her skirt and show off her pussy.
Her hand quivered and she almost reached for the hem of her skirt.
No. No, she wasn’t going to do it and with that, she pulled her hand back.
“Very good,” the other woman said and Vondra couldn’t help but smile smugly as she noticed that there was another stick to hold the balls in place.
“I’m not going to fall for your tricks you know.”
“Well then. Perhaps we should be trying something else.”
Vondra wasn’t about to let herself be fooled by that. The other woman might say she was going to try something new and then she might come right back to the same old thing that she’d tried before. Better to stay ready for anything, she told herself, just in case.
And that’s when it happened. She imagined herself sitting on a bed and just a few feet away from her was a brown-haired girl. She knew this girl. Ginny and her had gone to college together but this wasn’t the Ginny that now was. This was the Ginny that of back then. This Ginny was shy and reserved and this Ginny had just a hint of an eagerness to please. You could see that in her eyes. You could see that she wanted to be liked.
Vondra knew this scene. She knew exactly what Ginny was going to do and just as she knew what Ginny was going to do, Ginny did it. She leaned forward. All she wanted was to know what it felt like to kiss a girl.
Vondra had pulled back that first time. Okay, she’d been curious, too, but she was scared and she’d pulled back. It had hurt Ginny. Vondra knew that and she’d found out later just how much she’d hurt her friend but in that moment at least, she’d only been thinking about herself.
But that was then nod this was now. This time, Vondra kissed the girl …
And as she did, she heard the sound of a little round ball falling to the bottom of the cylinder.
“No fair,” she said.
“I never said I was going to play fair. It looks like you lost that round.”
No, she hadn’t said she’d play fair, Vondra reminded herself only now … only now, there was something new inside her head, something that hadn’t been there before. Now there was the desire to kiss a girl.
“Shall we play again?”
“I’m not sure I want to.”
“Are you saying you’re giving up?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Oh good. I really hate quitters. Let’s play again.”
Vondra gritted her teeth. She didn’t really want to begin again but she had the feeling that she just didn’t have a choice. She looked at the solitary ball at the bottom of the cylinder and she wondered just how many more balls would be there by the time this was over.
She noticed one of the sticks being slid out of the way and she braced herself. She wouldn’t give in again so easily this time.
She was in her bedroom again only this time, she was sure that this was a situation that hadn’t happened before.
She was nearly naked, nearly because she was wearing her panties but that was all she was wearing, and her hair was wet. It was clear she was in the process of getting dressed. It was then that Ginny came bounding into the room and playfully knocked Vondra onto the bed before she climbed up on the bed and straddled her friend’s body. “Hi,” she said breathlessly.
“Hi right back at ya.”
Ginny looked down at her friend. “I want to have some fun,” she said.
“I can tell,” Vondra said.
“I want to have some fun with you.”
“Yeah? What do you want to do?”
Ginny’s face got suddenly serious. “I want to do something,” she said, “something I’ve been thinking about for some time now. Don’t say no right away, but I really want to lick your pussy.”
“Ginny!”
“What?”
“I can’t do that.”
“I said don’t say no right away.”
“I didn’t say no,” Vondra complained.
“So are you saying yes?” Ginny asked hopefully.
“Ginny.”
The brown-haired girl leaned down and she kissed her friend and then she kissed her again.
Mmm, she liked that, Vondra told herself. She liked it when Ginny kissed her. She liked it so much. “No,” she whimpered.
Ginny kissed her again. “Maybe you mean yes. Maybe just a little bit.”
“Ginny.”
Another kiss. “Maybe just a teensy bit.”
Vondra could feel herself weakening. “Ginny, no.”
Another kiss. “Maybe just a teensy …” another kiss “… weensy …” another kiss “… itty bitty …” another kiss “bit.”
Vondra didn’t even bother to object as her friend kissed her way down her body or when her friend’s fingers plucked at her panties.
Her panties were being removed and she was a willing participant in her own surrender as her legs opened.
Ginny slid between her friend’s legs and her tongue reached out.
Vondra couldn’t help but moan as Ginny’s tongue touched her clit and …
And another ball dropped.
“My, my, my. Someone’s not doing quite so good now, is she?”
Vondra stared at the ball. How had she let that happen, she wondered. Well, it really wasn’t that much of a surprise. She knew how that had happened. She’d been distracted. She’d been thinking about having her pussy licked but it was always distracting when a hot girl wanted to lick your pussy. She loved having girls lick her pussy, or was that something new there in her mind. She just didn’t know.
“Shall we play again?”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s up to you but if you quit, I win. You aren’t giving up so soon now, are you?”
“Um, no.”
“Then we’ll continue.”
Her breasts were growing. They were getting bigger and heavier. They were getting …
Boys liked big tits, didn’t they. All she had to do was to accept them and all she had to do to accept them was to ...
No, it was a trick, Vondra told herself.
Trick or not, she knew what she wanted. She wanted to touch them.
No, don’t do it.
Reluctantly, Vondra kept from touching her tits but the urge to touch them kept staying with her.
“Very good,” the other woman said. “You showed some restraint.”
“You made that happen.”
“Of course.”
“Is it going to go away?”
“Is what going to go away?”
Vondra looked down at her swollen tits. “I still want to touch them,” she whimpered.
“I know you do.”
“So will it go away? Will I stop wanting to touch them?”
“Do you want it to go away?”
The answer should be yes, Vondra knew, but she just couldn’t bring herself to say it because she didn’t really want it to go away.
“How about we just let you think about that while we move on to our next game.”
“Okay.”
“How do you feel about cock sucking?”
Vondra almost smiled to herself even as she saw the stick being plucked from the cylinder. Up until now, the other woman had been picking things or events or whatever that had somehow morphed into what she wanted. Sometimes, she’d managed to prevail but looking at the balls in the bottom of the cylinder, Vondra knew that sometimes, she hadn’t. This was a different story. There was no way she wanted to suck some guy’s cock.
“How do you feel about cock sucking?” the other woman asked again.
“I don’t like it,” Vondra said. “I won’t do it.”
“Hmm. Pity.”
Vondra hadn’t meant to ask it but it had just come out. “Pity?” she asked. “Why?”
Vondra suddenly found herself in a room. She was naked and for that matter, so was the boy she was with.
She recognized him. Of course, what girl wouldn’t. His name was Toby Reese and as far as the girls in her high school were concerned, he was the hottest thing since sliced bread. It was Toby that was naked and it was her hand that was wrapped around his cock.
Of course, it wasn’t like she was in high school anymore but right then and there, it sure felt like she was. Of course, this had never happened. She’d never been with Toby before, at least not like this, she hadn’t, but she knew she’d do whatever he wanted.
“Suck it,” Toby said.
“W-what?”
“You heard me. Suck it.”
“I … I can’t.”
“Why not. All the other girls do.”
“Do what?”
“All the other girls suck my cock and they like it, too. What? Are you saying you’re too stuck up to suck my cock?”
“N-no.”
“Then what is it? Maybe you’re just afraid that you’re going to like it then.”
“No, it’s not that.”
“Then what?”
“It’s just that, I mean, can’t I just stroke it,” she whimpered and yet even as she said it, she was thinking that maybe she could. If all the other girls were doing it, then maybe she should. Maybe she should suck his cock.
“What? No. Why would I settle for that? I want you to suck my cock.”
She looked down at the cock in her hand. Maybe she should, she told herself. If all the other girls were, that is, and besides, it wasn’t like she hadn’t wondered what it would be like. Oh sure, it was nasty, but still …
“There you go. You can do it.”
She hadn’t even realized what she was doing but her mouth was moving lower still. And besides, who’d know, anyway.
She licked her lips in anticipation. She was about to suck her first cock.
No. Stop it. Don’t do it.
Her mouth froze just inches from its target.
It’s a trick, she told herself. The bitch is trying to trick you.
What?
Vondra’s mouth pulled back. That had been close and to think, she thought, to think that she’d actually wanted to do it, to think that she was actually going to suck some guy’s dick. No. She wasn’t going to do that.
Don’t do it. The bitch is trying to trick you.
And when she looked at the screen, she saw another stick being slid back into place.
“Very good,” the woman said. “I think I might have underestimated you.”
“It happens,” Vondra said.
“It doesn’t mean you’re going to win though because I never lose.”
“There’s a first time for everything.”
“I wouldn’t count on it. Should we play again?”
“If you want.”
“Oh, I most definitely want. I have to say you’re as much fun as I hoped you’d be. Let’s play again.”
Vondra watched as yet another stick was removed from the cylinder and she wondered what was going to happen next.
She suddenly found herself entering a pub. She didn’t recognize the place but then why should she, she told herself. The place was a bit of a dive which meant it was the kind of place she wouldn’t normally go, and the guys, the guys were the types of guys that she wouldn’t normally associate with.
“Hey, boys,” said one of the less inebriated revelers, “would you look who’s here.”
That drew a rally from the other men in the bar.
“Hey, babe, what’s your name?”
Tell them your name, a voice whispered in her ear.
“My name’s Vondra.”
“Hey, boys. This slut here’s name is Vondra.”
Vondra was about to object when the voice in her ear whispered again. Don’t say a word, the voice said. Just go with the flow.
So Vondra said nothing.
“Hey, boys. I think Vondra here likes being a slut. I think maybe she wants to be our little slut. What do you say, Babe. Is that what you want?”
Say yes, the voice in her ear said.
Vondra didn’t even question what the voice wanted her to say. “Yes,” she said.
“Would you listen to her,” the man said again. “Little girl wants to be our slut. Well, if that’s what you want, I think you’re a bit overdressed for the part, don’t you think?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe, huh? What kind of answer is that? Come on, Babe. You got to show us some skin.”
“What do you want to see?”
“How about you take that top off.”
“You want me to take my top off?”
“Yeah we want you to take your top off. We want to see your tits.”
“Oh, so you want to see my tits.” Vondra didn’t even question why this was making her so hot. She just knew it was.
Off came her top and then off came her bra and suddenly as easy as that, she was wearing nothing from the waist up. “Is this what you wanted to see?”
“That’ll do for starters,” the man said. “Now get your ass over here. I think the boys and me would like a little bit better look at those tits.”
“Of course,” Vondra said. “Whatever you say.”
“Hoo whee. Would you look at that boys. Vondra’s got some pretty, little titties.”
Why did that make her hot, Vondra wondered. Why was it hot to have these guys stare at her tits.
“What do you think, boys? Should we have Vondra here show us the rest?”
The rest, the girl wondered.
“Come on,” the man said. “The boys want you to show us the rest.”
“The rest of what?”
“Come on. Don’t be like that? You know what the boys want. They want to see that hot, little ass of yours.”
“Um okay.”
“And of course, you know what the guys really want.”
“What?”
“They want to see that slutty, little pussy of yours.”
“My what?”
“Your slutty, little pussy. You do have a slutty, little pussy, don’t you?”
What was he saying to her. She wasn’t like that, she wanted to say, and yet she had to admit, it did make her hot. It made her hot to have these guys all staring at her the way they were. It made her so hot.”
“You do have a slutty, little pussy?” the man asked again.
She was nothing more than a piece of ass to these men. She knew that now. All they wanted from her was a pussy to fuck and there was a part of her that was responding to that. She could feel her pussy getting wetter by the moment.
“What about it, baby? What about it? Do you have a slutty, little pussy?”
It’s just words, said the voice in her ear. Just because you say it, it doesn’t mean that’s what you are?
Still, Vondra hesitated. She didn’t want to say it except … except that her pussy was so wet.
It’s just words, said the voice again.
“What about it, baby? Do you have a slutty, little pussy?”
“Of course, I do. I have a slutty, little pussy.”
And in that instant, Vondra was back and she was looking at the computer screen and she was watching another ball drop. Damn, the girl told herself. She’d lost another round, but what was really getting to her was that her pussy was so fucking wet.
“How you doing?” the other woman asked. “You hanging in there?”
Vondra nodded numbly.
“You ready for another round?”
“I guess.”
“All right then. Let’s go again.”
She was in a park. She didn’t recognize the park but she was sitting on a bench. She was wearing a short skirt and a tube top. Behind her, there was a small lake. In front of her, there was a path. There were people in the park but no one near her.
No, that wasn’t exactly true. There was one person. There was a guy that was sort of nearby. He was eating a lunch and he was looking at her and there was one thing more. She hadn’t realized it before, but she wasn’t wearing any panties. She wasn’t wearing any panties and she was still wet from what had happened in the last round. That wasn’t fair, she told herself. She was still wet.
The guy was definitely watching her. He’d take a bite out of his sandwich or maybe a drink from his drink and then his eyes were back on her and it was making her hot.
She shouldn’t do it, Vondra knew. This was, after all, still a public setting. There were people around, people who might see her, and yet …
And yet her pussy was hot, and besides, it was only just a game.
She pulled her skirt up just a little. She saw the man sit up a little straighter. Oh yeah. She definitely had his attention now.
She looked around again. No one was watching. No except the man. She hiked the skirt up a little higher.
Oh yeah. He was definitely watching. He wasn’t even paying attention to his sandwich anymore.
She pulled her skirt higher and now her pussy was finally exposed. She let her finger work its way over her clitty.
She shuddered with just that touch. She hadn’t realized just how turned on she’d been but her pussy had reacted almost from the moment she’d touched her clitty.
The man was getting up and he was coming her way and still, Vondra couldn’t stop playing with her pussy.
“Hi,” the man said.
“Hi,” Vondra said in a little half-moan.
“You look like you’re enjoying yourself,” the man said.
“Yeah.”
“You mind if I join you.”
“Join me?”
“Sure. I like to have fun, too.”
Vondra was rubbing her pussy in earnest now. She didn’t really care who saw her anymore. “Okay,” she said.
“Okay what?”
“Okay. You can join me.”
“You want to show me your tits first?”
“Sure,” she said. “I’ll show you my tits,” and then as if to prove the point, she used her free hand to lift up her tube top.
“You really did want to show me our tits.”
“Uh huh. So you said something about joining me,” the girl moaned.
“Yeah, I did.”
“So what do you want to do?”
“Well, if you open your legs, I’ll show you.”
Vondra couldn’t help but moan as her willing legs slid open.
The man knelt down and then he was sliding between Vondra’s legs. “You really are a little fucking slut,” the man said even as his tongue found its way to her clit.
Vondra moaned as a couple more balls found their way to the bottom of the cylinder. She was a slut and that’s all there was to it and she didn’t care who knew or saw it. It was just the way she was.
“You’re not doing so hot now, are you?”
Vondra shook her head. She couldn’t deny it. Those last two rounds had shaken her.
“Should we try something else?”
Vondra wasn’t sure what to say but then she noticed one of the sticks being slid out of the cylinder and she realized she didn’t have a choice.
Vondra suddenly found herself in a room. It was a room that she’d been in before and just like before, there was Toby Reese sitting on the bed and he was naked and Vondra’s hand was wrapped around his cock.
“So you’re back,” the boy said.
Vondra nodded numbly. She wasn’t even sure why she was back. She just was.
“Couldn’t stay away, huh? I’ll bet you just couldn’t wait to wrap your lips around that cock.”
What? No, that wasn’t why she was here and yet … and yet after the things she’d just done, she wasn’t sure why she was here. Not anymore at least.
“You can have what you want. All you have to do is go and get it.”
All she had to do was go and get it.
“We know what you want so why don’t you kiss my cock.”
Vondra leaned down. There was a part of her that was telling her that this wasn’t right, that this wasn’t really what she wanted but after what she’d done before …
“There now,” Toby said after Vondra had finished giving his cock a kiss. “That wasn’t so hard. We’ll have you sucking cocks in no time at all.”
No. That wasn’t what she wanted.
“Go ahead,” the boy told her. “You can do it now. You know you want to.”
Well maybe, she thought. She’d never done it before, and of course, Toby had such a nice, big cock. If you were going to suck a boy’s cock, why shouldn’t you suck this one. She leaned down again and her lips opened up and then she was sliding her mouth down around the boy’s cock and she was loving the way he filled her up and …
And she was back again, back in time to see another ball fall into the bottom of the cylinder. There weren’t all that many balls left up top for her to protect.
“Oooh too bad,” the other woman cooed. “You were so close on that one.”
Vondra nodded numbly. She hated to admit it but there was a part of her that was starting to want her to fail.
“Should we go again?”
“I guess.”
“You don’t sound too sure of yourself. How about we go with an easy one?”
Vondra nodded. Sure. That sounded okay.
She was in a bedroom and she was on a bed. Right from the start, she knew this wasn’t the same one that she’d been in before. This one was different but even so, there was still one thing that was the same. She was naked.
She was naked and she was on her knees and her body was arched forward over the bed leaving her butt hanging up there in the air for anyone to see it.
There was only one other person in the room and he was standing behind her. Well maybe standing wasn’t the right word. In fact, she had no idea how he was positioned except that she knew he was behind her because she could feel his hand on her ass. “You like this, don’t you?”
“Mmm,” Vondra moaned and then she caught herself. No, she wasn’t supposed to like this.
“I know what you want,” the man said.
And that’s when Vondra realized that the man’s hand wasn’t the only thing that he had behind her. “What are you doing?” she asked worriedly.
“You’ll see.”
“Wait, no. You can’t do that.”
“Can’t do what?” the man asked.
“You can’t put your cock in there.”
“I can’t put my cock where?”
“Oh my God,” Vondra gasped as she felt the man’s cock slide between her cheeks. “I said no.”
And even as she told the man no, she once more returned to the game and once more, she saw a stick being slid back inside the cylinder.
“So we see there’s some things you won’t do,” the other woman said, “or maybe it’s just that you’re not ready yet.”
“I’ll never be ready for that,” Vondra said.
“We’ll see.”
“No, we won’t,” Vondra said. “I’m not going to do that.”
“Well, we’ll see. So tell me, are you ready to play again.”
“You’re not going to try to get me to take a cock in my ass again, are you?”
“Why? Would it work if I did?” the woman asked.
“No.”
“Then we might as well play again, right?”
“I guess.”
She barely saw the pixie stick being slid out of the cylinder before she saw her surroundings change again.
She was in the same bedroom that she’d been in before but this time, she wasn’t on her hands and knees. This time she was on her back and she was looking up at a man with a big cock but there was still one thing that remained the same. She was still naked.
“Nice tits you got there,” the man said.
“Thanks. They’re new.”
“New?”
Vondra nodded. She still remembered that it had taken every ounce of willpower to keep from touching them when she’d gotten them and even though that had been several rounds ago and even though they still clamored for her attention, she still refrained from touching them, just in case it still wasn’t allowed.
“If they’re new, you must want someone to break them in.”
“Break them in?”
“You know,” the man said. “Slide a cock right in here.”
Vondra couldn’t help but moan at the feel of the man’s finger as it slid between her breasts. Even that was so very hot.
“I take it you like the idea,” the man said.
“Mmm,” Vondra murmured.
“Then I think you know what you need to do.”
Vondra pushed her tits together. Her tits were tingling so hard now. She looked up at the man. “I need you to fuck my tits,” she said.
“I know you do,” the man said. “I know you do.”
“What?”
“I think we need to get me out of these clothes,” the man said, “and then I think you need to suck my cock.”
“Do I have to?”
“Do you have to what,” the man asked even as his hand fondled the girl’s tits.
“I … nothing.”
“That didn’t sound like nothing to me.”
“Do you have to what?”
“I can suck your cock but do I really have to?”
“Well, I can’t force you to do something you don’t want to do, but if you don’t want to do that, maybe I don’t want to fuck your tits.”
“No!”
“You got to give something to get something.”
“I … I … well, maybe.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear. Now why don’t you help me out of these clothes.”
Why was she doing this, Vondra wondered but she already knew the answer. She’d managed to forego the ass fuck but she really wanted a titty fuck especially since she’d had to forego pleasuring herself before and the more she helped the man out of his clothes, the more she knew this was exactly what she wanted. It was probably wrong, she told herself, but she just couldn’t seem to stop herself.
The guy’s dick was huge. “You know what to do,” he told her.
Indeed, she did. She’d done it before but there was still a part of her that was trying to resist but that thought always kept getting overridden by the fact that she needed someone to touch her tits.
She knelt and she took the guy’s cock in her hand.
No, she told herself. No. Don’t do this.
She slipped her mouth down over the man’s cock and the man groaned. “Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. You do know what to do.”
This was so wrong, the girl told herself, and yet … and yet there wasn’t any denying that this was making her hot and besides, she had the feeling she’d suck a cock anytime and anywhere.
“Do you want me to fuck your tits?”
Vondra pulled her mouth back. “I want you to fuck my tits,” she moaned. “I want you to fuck them so bad.”
“Then push those tits together and tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck my tits.”
“What?”
It was a question that didn’t really need to be asked because even as she asked it, Vondra could feel the man’s cock surging between her tits and suddenly she was back again, back and staring at the computer monitor where two more balls had fallen. She was willing to suck cock after all and she was willing to succumb to the needs of her breasts.
“It doesn’t look like you’re doing so well,” the other woman said. “Perhaps you need a break.”
“Yes.”
“It’s too bad you’re not going to get one.”
Her reality shifted again and this time, she was in a doctor’s office. She was sitting on an examination table and even as she waited, the door opened and the doctor came in. “Well now, here for your check-up are you?”
Check up? What the hell kind of check up was she supposed to be here for, she wondered.
“Lift your top, please.”
It was only then that Vondra looked down at herself and one look was all it took. No … fucking … way. She wasn’t … she couldn’t be … there was no way she could be …
Pregnant!
“No way. I can’t be—”
“What’s that?” the doctor asked.
“I can’t be pregnant.”
The doctor looked at her. “You could have fooled me,” the man said.
“No. You don’t understand. I can’t be this way.”
“It sure looks like you are and you know what?”
“What?”
The man ran a hand over her obviously pregnant stomach. “I’ve never seen a girl look as hot as you do when she’s pregnant.”
“Doctor!”
The man was running a hand over Vondra’s swollen belly. “Now you can’t say you don’t like that,” the man said. “You liked it the last time you were here.”
“I … I …” Vondra was at a loss for words. She certainly didn’t remember being there before so how could she know if she’d liked it before. The only thing was … the only thing was she did kinda like it.
“I love your belly,” the man said. “I’ll bet you must love showing it off like this.”
She loved showing off, Vondra told herself. No wait. That was for other things.
But if she liked showing off for other things, why shouldn’t she like showing off for this?
“You remember what we talked about last time?” the doctor asked.
“What?”
“You know. About you and me. About what we could do together.”
“What?”
The man led her hand to the front of his pants. “You know.”
“Doctor!”
“I told you before. I look at pregnant women all day long. “They’re so big and ripe and they get me hot but you’re the only one I want to fuck.”
“Doctor.”
“And you said then that maybe we could do it next time.”
How come she didn’t remember any of this?
Vondra could hear the man unzipping his pants and then she felt him wrapping her fingers around his cock.
“Come on.”
“I … no. This is wrong.”
“But you said you would.”
Oh my God. Had she really said that?
“Come on. Just spread those legs.”
“What are you going to do to me,” Vondra whimpered even as she spread her legs.
“I think you know what I’m going to do to you. Now lie back.”
“Oh my God,” the girl groaned. “Oh my God.”
She couldn’t help but gasp as she felt the doctor slide inside her.
“I see you’ve been doing your exercises.”
“Exercises?”
“Your pussy. It’s so nice and wonderfully tight and I love how round your belly is getting.”
“Oh fuck.”
“I’m going to love cumming inside you.”
“No, no,” Vondra protested. “I can’t.”
“What’s the matter?”
“I just can’t.” She tried to push the doctor away. She tried to get up and rush out the door but she was too big for that.
“Where are you going?”
She finally made it off of the examination table. Oh my God. She was waddling. Oh my God. She snatched at her clothes. She didn’t have time to put them on. She just had to get out of there before the doctor put his cock inside her again because if he did, she was sure she wouldn’t be able to stop herself again/.
“Where are you going?” the doctor asked again.
Vondra shook her head. “I can’t,” she said. “I just have to go,” and with that, she stepped outside of the door.
And she was back again, back in front of the computer screen.
“So you made it out. I didn’t think you were going to.”
“What the hell was that?” Vondra demanded angrily.
“What was what?”
“That. I’m not pregnant.” Vondra looked down at herself to make sure that still was the case. “I’m not pregnant so what the hell was that?”
“You’re not pregnant now, but you could be. Wouldn’t you like to know what it was like before it happened?”
Vondra couldn’t help but shudder. She had liked it and that was the worst part. She had liked it.
“Should we play again?”
“I’m not sure we should.”
“Oh, come on. You’ll like it.”
That was exactly what had Vondra worried, that she would like it. “All right,” she said finally. “We’ll play again.”
“That’s the spirit.”
Yeah, Vondra thought. She just hoped she wasn’t going to regret this.
A pixie stick was already being slid out of the cylinder and Vondra gritted her teeth. She knew something was about to happen.
Where the fuck was she?
She knew where she was, sort of. She was in a darkened room. She was in a darkened room and her hands and her feet were tied together. She was lying on her side and just to make things interesting, she was naked, too.
But really, that was the condition she found herself in. That said nothing about where she was.
“I’ll bet you want to be fucked,” a man’s voice said out of the darkness.
“What?”
There was a harsh slap across her ass. “Did I say you could speak?” the voice asked.
“Um, no.”
“That’s right. I didn’t say you could speak.”
“I’m sorry.”
Another slap and then another. “Did I say you could speak,” the man said again. “I didn’t you know, but you keep on speaking. I wonder why that is. I can’t help but wonder if you like breaking the rules.”
“What rules?”
Another slap. “I didn’t say you could speak but maybe that’s the point. Maybe you like being punished. Is that what you like?”
Vondra didn’t say anything because she wasn’t sure what to say but even that seemed to be the wrong answer.
“I asked you a question,” came the man’s voice out of the dark, “but maybe I don’t need an answer. I think I know what you need.”
Vondra held back the urge to say anything.
“I think you need this.”
Vondra groaned as she felt the man’s cock enter her. She hadn’t realized it until just that moment, but her pussy was so wet.
“Yeah, Baby likes this. Baby likes getting punished.”
Vondra couldn’t help but groan. She did like this. She liked getting fucked like this.
“I think we all know what you want,” the man said.
She knew what she wanted, Vondra told herself. She wanted to be fucked.
The man pulled back and he gave her ass a good, hard slap. “We know what you like,” he said and with that, his cock resumed its assault on her pussy.
Oh fuck, Vondra thought. Oh fuck.
“Here it comes, Baby. Here it comes.”
Vondra could feel the man’s cock swell inside her and suddenly …
And suddenly, she was back and she was watching yet another ball fall into the bottom of the cylinder.
“It looks like someone has a submissive side,” the other woman said.
“I do not,” Vondra said but even as she did, she wasn’t all that certain about her answer, at least not anymore.
“Nice try,” the other woman said, “but I don’t even know why you bother. We both know what the truth is.”
Vondra almost nodded before she realized she wasn’t supposed to be agreeing.
“Should we find out just how bad you can really be?”
“What? How?”
“We can play another round of the game. Are you up for it?”
“Sure. Go ahead. Hit me with your best shot. I’m not a bad girl.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Before Vondra could say anything else, the reality changed and she was in an apartment and there was a guy there. Oh my God, she thought. She knew this guy. This guy was Ginny’s boyfriend and he was here in her apartment. “So you brought me here,” he said. “What’d you want to talk to me about?”
What was he talking about. She hadn’t brought him here … had she?
“I’ll bet I know what you want,” the man said. Damn. Why couldn’t she remember his name. This was insane. “I’ll bet I know what you want. You want me to fuck you.”
Nuh uh. That wasn’t what she wanted.
“I seen the way you’ve been looking at me,” the man said. “It’s obvious.”
No way. She hadn’t been looking at him any such way.
“And the cool thing is it’s going to be such a rush to know you’re fucking your girlfriend’s boyfriend behind her back, isn’t it?”
Yeah … no wait. No. That wasn’t right.
“You know you want to. Cheating’s fun.”
No, she tried to tell herself. No. That wasn’t right.
“Get down on your knees.”
Vondra got down on her knees. She was looking right at the guy but more importantly, she was looking right at his cock.
“I think you know what to do with this,” the man said. “Wrap your hand around my cock.”
Again, Vondra did as she was told to do.
“Look up at me while you stroke my cock,” the man told her.
Again, Vondra did as she was told to do.
“Tell me you like being what you are. Tell me you like being a little, whore slut.”
Vondra’s hand stroked the man’s cock as she looked up at him. “I like being a little whore slut,” she said. Damn, she sounded dirty. She sounded dirty and she sounded slutty and she couldn’t help it, she liked the way she sounded.
“I’ll bet you like that cock,” the man told her. “I’ll bet you want to kiss it.”
She leaned in and her mouth kissed that cock. She knew there’d been a time when she wouldn’t have thought of doing that but now that was a foreign idea to her. She loved sucking cock and kissing a man’s cock was just one step away from taking his cock in her slutty, little mouth.
“That’s a good girl,” the man said. “Now go ahead and do it. Show me what a slut you really are.”
She opened her mouth. It wouldn’t be hard at all. She was willing to take him in her mouth but something stopped her at the last moment.
She was a good girl, she told herself.
A good girl who liked to suck cock, she answered back.
No. Sucking cock didn’t have anything to do with anything. She was a good girl. She wasn’t going to steal her girlfriend’s beau. She didn’t need to. She could get enough cock on her own.
She pulled back and as she did, she found herself staring at the computer screen as another pixie stick was pushed into place.
“Very good,” the other woman said.
“What?”
“You didn’t succumb to temptation.”
“I didn’t have to,” Vondra said. “I can get what I want on my own.”
“Are you ready for our last round?”
“Nuh uh. That’s not right.”
“What’s not right?”
“You said there was only going to be fifteen rounds. We’ve already done that. I win.”
The other woman smiled. “Very good, but if you recall, that first one was a practice round so it doesn’t count.”
Vondra nodded numbly. She’d forgotten that.
“But you are right,” the other woman said. “This is our last round so how about we make it for the whole darned thing. What do you say to that?”
That sounded risky, Vondra thought, risky and exciting.
“What do you say?”
Vondra nodded even as she braced herself. She wondered what the other woman was going to do to her. Whatever it was, it was going to be good. She was sure of that. “Okay,” she said. “We can do that.”
“Excellent.”
Vondra watched the screen as yet another stick was pulled from the cylinder. The remaining balls tottered precariously. She could stop them from falling. She was sure of that, only …
Only when it came right down to it, she froze and as she watched, the rest of the balls came crashing down.
The other woman was stroking her body and her hands were on her tits. “You belong to me,” the other woman said. “You know that now, don’t you?”
Vondra nodded. She did indeed know that.
“I own you. You do what I say.”
Vondra nodded. That was obvious. She was owned. She was property. She did what her mistress told her to do.
“And now we’ll seal it with a kiss.”
Vondra let the other woman kiss her and it was the most electric feeling she’d ever had. She knew who she belonged to and she knew it was good to be owned.