High Stakes (closed for Ldy_sea)

Ashley coughed, blushed, and then felt the edges of the mouth twitch.
Taking the microphone out of Jennifer's hands, she let it hang uselessly for a moment, as she tried to figure out how to react.

She'd been had. Absolutely, 100%, irrefutably been taken for a ride. Mike and Jennifer had basically messed with her for the entire night and now here she was: standing up on stage, in front of a strip club crowd, with a naked woman standing defiantly in front of her.

Her mouth twitched again, involuntarily.

She'd suspected of course, but part of her thought maybe that Jennifer and Mike's farewell had just been messing with her at the end. Some little teasing thought designed to throw Ashley off her mission for the next hour. The way Jennifer re-told the story though, the amused look in her eyes, the playful tone, that... that told Ashley all she needed to know about the real truth.

"You..." Ashley started.

A snort forced it's way out of her mouth, as she clenched her teeth to stop what was inevitably coming.

"You absolute. Total..." Ashley continued, as she felt her body begin to shake.

"... Fucking. Bitch!" Ashley said, almost simultaneously with the uncontrollable laughter that now unleashed itself from her mouth.

"Oh my fucking God!" Ashley swore in amazement, unable to stop the huge grin on her face.

Ashley couldn't speak for a couple of moments, as she strived to regain control over herself.

"Guys, guys..." she finally managed to get out. Waving at the two men yet to climax, she pointedly indicated Jennifer's mouth and pussy. "Don't be gentle guys. She likes to play games, so I want you both to bring your A-game to her."

Addressing Jennifer, Ashley added. "Ninety seconds Jen. Ninety seconds to make these two gentlemen climax, if you want your prize."

Ashley half-wondered if she should argue the point that she shouldn't have to go through with the twelve-hour dare if Jennifer had colluded with Mike. Ashley knew though that there hadn't been any such rules. Besides, looking at how Jennifer was so confident doing what she did, Ashley strangely looked forward to having the appropriate cure applied to her own naivety.
 
The cock in her mouth had grown considerably, and she swallowed the entire shaft with ease humming the marine hymn inb deference to a tat on the guys arm.

Her sphincter grabbed the cock in her ass so tight it was all he could do to thrust. She knew from experience that neither guy would last too much longer unless they were extremely sated sexually or had moer control than Stalin did over the Russian people.

All too soon the Marine in her mouth blasted his load into her throat and she swallowed every drop. The guy in her ass was grunting and groaning, swweating profusly as he thrust into a hole that was smaller than his cock. Jennifer said "COm on stud blast your cum deep into my bowels. Fill my shitter with your baby batter. I want you to fill me to over flowing so Ashley can lick your cum from my ass."

That last sentence was just too much for him. He drunted one last time, drove his cock deep into her ass and blasted jets of white cu
into her nether regions.

Jennifer looked at Ashley."I hope you don't want to disappoint our fans, now do you?" wiggling her ass at Ashley, and smiling evilly.
 
30 minutes into the first hour.

Ashley had a brief panic attack at the prospect of having to lick semen off Jennifer's ass. It was testament to the night she'd had so far though that the panic attack was only brief, and she surprised even herself by regaining something approximating poise.

"Fine." she lied, with only a small - slightly unnatural - squeak at the very end betraying any kind of shock.

Gingerly, she stepped forward. Bending down, she found it hard to focus, but could nevertheless see her target dribbling out of Jennifer's exposed backside. Coughing slightly, and taking a seeming eternity to reduce the distance between her own face and Jennifer's ass, she finally made contact and made a valiant effort at masking her gag reflex.

Wrinkling her nose, and trying not to think of the hot, sweaty man who had just created this mess, Ashley began to lick the fluid.

In the months after, Ashley would like to think back and believe that she quickly rose to the challenge and made short work of the task. The truth was that it was an agonising two minutes of stop-start, as she introduced herself to a whole new world of exhibitionism that even her dreams hadn't realised existed. Sure, she'd taken Mike's load... correction, she'd taken Jennifer's fiance's load... but that at least had been in the heat of the moment, and she hadn't had to over-think it.

Finally, as Ashley conscientiously cleaned up the last drip of cum from Jennifer, Ashley stood up and took stock of what she'd just done.

"Okay." she said, slightly weakly. "Challenge completed." She wiped her mouth, and tried to focus on what she was supposed to do next.

"You'll be happy to know..." she said, thoughts flooding back as she suppressed the taste of the bouncer's cum, "... we're going back to the bar. But before that, I have some gear for you to put on, and a little auction to run."

Ashley reached for a bag that she'd left at the strip club on the way back from the shop.

Emptying the bag on the floor, the contents revealed nipple clamps, a chain, and an adjustable spreader-bar, a selection of weights, and a whip.

"Gentlemen!" Ashley called out, addressing the audience and trying to ignore the fact that they just been witness to her licking Jennifer's ass clean. "My friend here is going to put on some nipple clamps. I have here a selection of weights. I'm looking to raise some money for a worthy charity. For every $25 raised, my friend here will have to add another weight on to one of the nipple clamps."

Ashley brandished the nipple clamps high in the air, showing off the large ring that was attached to each.

"Do I have any starting offers?!"

It was now Ashley's turn to smile evilly at Jennifer.

"You know Jen, I was just going to flick that sexy ass of yours with this whip a few times while you put those clamps on. But you know what, after what you made me just do, I'm not so keen on making another mess of it."

Ashley flicked the whip playfully at Jennifer's exposed crotch, landing a direct hit.

"... lucky for me I have so many other targets to choose from then, isn't it?"
 
Jenn for the first time tonight was feeling a bit scared. She had always been in control but now...

She wasn't scared of the bondage gear, hell she owned more painful nipple clamps than those Ashley had pulled out, but the weights could get dangerous.

She licked her lips hoping these guys were too broke to make the wieghts to heavy. She stood their gauging the crowds reaction, and began to rething her plan for Ashley...
 
Ashley did a full circuit of the fully naked Jennifer, and playfully flicked her exposed body with the whip for effect. As she did, she held the nipple clamps up high in her other hand, and let the metal clamps knock together. As the clamps swung gently into each other, they created an almost pleasant chiming noise.

Almost.

She still had the taste of the cum on her tongue, and she was well aware that she was with a woman whose imagination probably ran to far more embarrassing situations than she'd already been subjected to.

Ashley knew her only real chance of escaping Jen's "tender loving care" later on was to force the woman to give up before this hour was up. However, Ashley was increasingly coming to the opinion that the chances of that happening sat somewhere between zero and very, very, very unlikely.

Still, if she was going to go down, she was going to go down fighting.

As she finished her brief walk around her bondage model, she turned to face Jen and raised her voice so that the entire audience could hear.

"Firstly," Ashley said, trying to maintain a strong tone even as the cum continued to trickle down her throat, "we place the nipple clamps!"

Ashley tweaked Jennifer's right nipple a couple of times, pulling it out and lightly twisting it, before slipping on one of the clamps with a slightly-clumsy-yet-nonetheless-successful movement.

Firmly holding her opponent's stare, she then made her move to connect the second clamp to Jennifer's helpless left nipple.

She saw the look in the woman's eyes and felt a momentary flush of victory. This was only the start though.

Slowly sinking her knees, while still keeping her eyes on Jennifer's face, she managed to get the spreader bar onto Jen's feet so she wouldn't be able to fully close her thighs. Importantly though, she'd still be able to walk, albeit in a slow and embarrassing fashion.

Ashley ran her hands up the inside of Jennifer's legs as she stood back up again, and gave a tug on each nipple ring as her hands passed over the other woman's chest.

Standing back, she admired her handiwork, and then held up a finger as if something was amiss.

Pausing for a moment, and letting Jennifer's predicament settle in, she added "Secondly, we add a collar so that she can be taken to our bidders."

Turning to face her audience, she winked, "So that they can place the weights on themselves!"

The collar fitted smoothly around Jennifer's neck, and the long chain was also quickly attached. Ashley turned again to her audience and pulled Jennifer forward a few steps.

"Thirdly, my friend here can say whatever she likes to the audience - perhaps a beg or two? - before we open the bidding!"

Ashley gave Jen a wicked smile. "Better make it good. Anything you want to say before we start raking in the cash? Feel free to give up now." she said, with another wink.
 
Jenn smiled as Ashley made teh fatal error of giving her a chance to speak. Looking around the crowd, she took a deep breath and siad. "Ladie sand gentlemn. This delightful situation was brought about after Ashley here lost a contest to me. Yes she is the loser, but the way the bet worked is that she gets to try to humiliate me for an hour and then I get to humiliate her for 12. That's right this bitch is my slave for the next 12 hours. So if you want to participate in Ashleys humiliation you will be gentle and kind in your bids, or I won't tell any of you where we're going and the show ends, in..." Looking at a clock she smiles "...20 minutes."
 
Ashley smiled warmly at Jennifer even as she launched into her appeal. Clearly the naked Jennifer was hoping that the audience would prefer delayed gratification via her own humiliation, rather than the immediate turn on of seeing Jennifer's ample breasts be weighed down.

Turning to face the audience, and plastering a pitying smile over her face, Ashley sighed.

"Ladies and gentleman, it seems poor Jennifer here is willing to say anything to get out of her rightful punishment."

Ashley stopped momentarily, and fished something out of the pile of Jennifer's clothing that lay conveniently by the stage still.

"... And you know what we do with people who tell such tales?"

Not waiting for a reply from the audience, Ashley smoothly brought up the panties that she held bunched in her hands, and shoved them into Jennifer's mouth. Once she was satisfied that Jennifer wouldn't be able to speak beyond a few protesting grunts, Ashley quickly grabbed the prisoner's top that she'd made the woman strip off before entering the Doll House.

Careful so as not to obscure anything that warranted being on display, she nonetheless draped the top over Jennifer's head so that her sight was blocked.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, Jennifer will be blissfully ignorant of your bids, and we can get the serious business at hand!"

Reaching over, she gave the ring hanging off Jennifer's right nipple a couple of serious tugs.

"Now, who will give me $25 to get us started? $25 for the right to attach a small 8 ounce weight?"

Leaning over to the blindfolded and gagged Jennifer, Ashley playfully whispered "My, my, we _do_ seem to have a lot of interest!"

Clapping her hands together, she mischievously added "...this could be a fun little 20 minutes!"
 
Mentally Jenn applauded Ashley for her quick thinking. It was something she would have done. Bit she knew that she could be in deep shit now too.

She was glad for teh preader bar, it would make it hard for her to walk and ithe her hands tied behind her back and her vision obstructed, it would be easy to trip and fall and stumble around so only 2 or 3 weights would be on her.

Taking a deep breath she steeled herself for the coming pain, glad she remembered to set her watch so she would know when time was up.
 
Ashley forced the bubbliness in her voice, as she egged on the audience to raise their bids. She was deeply conscious that every second that ticked by was one second closer to the tables being turned.

"Come on everyone, it's for a great cause!" Ashley encouraged, and was rewarded by a few more bids coming in from some of the more wealthier looking gentleman.

Ashley began to steer Jennifer around, giving the hapless woman a stiff spank on the backside if Ashley thought she was stalling for time. Manoeuvring her towards the first bidder, she quickly handed over a weight, and indicated Jennifer's helpless nipples with a flourish of her hand.

"Which nipple shall it be, sir?" Ashley asked loudly. With a mad grin, she watched the portly fifty something year old man, noticeable bulge in the waist as well as below the waist, lean forward and hesitate for a moment. Then, with a sickly grin on his face, he attached the weight to Jennifer's left nipple.

Ashley could see her friend's left breast extend slightly, taking the extra weight. Ashley had never experienced anything like this, and part of her wondered what exactly was going through Jennifer's mind right now.

Still, she reprimanded herself, this was no time for idle musing.

"Thank you kind sir. And in fact, I'll see your bid and add some money of my own into the pot."

Ashley winked at the audience, and toyed with a weight in her hands.

"After all, we wouldn't want my colleague's right breast to feel unwanted, now would we?!"

With a deft movement, she quickly attached a weight to the right nipple as well, and was immediately rewarded with the sight of the nipple stretching to take the load.

"Now." she said to herself, as much as to anyone else, "Who was my second bidder, again?"

Looking around, she saw the man who'd raised his hand shortly after her first bidder. Smiling warmly, she gave Jennifer another hard smack, and started to guide Jennifer towards her second benefactor.

"Well Jen, looks like you're going to be in for a busy few minutes!"
 
Jennifer, feltt he weight added, and fekt teh light tug. So far it wasn't too bad, but she was still worried. After getting her ass smacked, she "tripped" over a chair and fell to the ground. She smiled smugly knowing she had bought herself a minute or two as Ashley tried to get her back to her feet.
 
Ashley was having none of Jennifer's feeble attempts at stalling. She knew time was crucial, and she wasn't going to be robbed of this one last fading opportunity to absolutely dominate her.

Not when it would be her turn soon enough...

Ashley leaned down grabbed her friend by the waist. Hauling her roughly to her feet, Ashley beckoned for the second bidder to come to them, instead of them going to him.

Ashley counted down a few more seconds as the man made his way over, and began to speak quickly even before he completed his short journey.

"Hey everyone! Since my friend apparently couldn't make it to this fine gentleman, and rudely made him come to her, I'll double the weights that he gets to place."

With a quick smirk in the direction of the still-blindfolded Jennifer, she lightly tossed two weights to the man, and indicated he should place them on the nipples of his choice. No need to mention to Jennifer just yet that each weight was already twice that of the ones she was currently wearing, so that she was about to take on four times as much strain on her already stretched nipples.

No, she'd realise that soon enough.

With a nod of her head, she hurried on the bidder, and looked on with mounting satisfaction as she saw him fumble with the weights on the clamps. She almost wanted to remove Jennifer's blindfold just to see the look in her eyes, but as she toyed with a couple of heavy weights in her hand - for whoever the lucky third bidder ended up being - there was no point in ruining the next surprise...
 
Jenniger cursed under her breath. She was going to make Ashley pay and pay dearly. Ashley had no idea what she was in for...

Sucking in a deep breath, she waited for her tits to get pulled painfully toward the ground.
 
Ashley looked on with fascination as she saw Jennifer's body react to the weights yanking down on her breasts. Before tonight, she would have been completely turned off by what she was now seeing, but right now, it took all her willpower to drag her eyes away from Jennifer's chest.

With a note of distraction evident in her voice, she scanned the audience and noticed that several more hands had gone up.

It was at that exact point that an evil thought crossed Ashley's mind. A very un-Ashley thought for a very un-Ashley evening.

Fishing around in her bag of gear, Ashley found a third clamp that had been a random spare thrown into the mix. She'd originally had no fixed idea on how to use it, and had merely added it to the bag on a whim. Opportunity and imagination now met in a blessed union.

As one of her heavier weights were added to Jennifer's left nipple (causing even Ashley to wince), Ashley decided to reward her third bidder with a special treat.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Ashley called out. "I'm afraid to say the nipple rings are getting a little full!"

With a clink, she let the third nipple clamp and the second heavy weight knock together.

"...So we'll need to find somewhere else to add this!"

Handing them to the confused man, and with a wink and a small one handed gesture, she silently showed him what she had in mind. The man's eyes grew wide as saucers as he realised what she'd meant.

Without the need for any further direction, he slowly but surely moved his hands into position. Ashley could see him tremble slightly, and realised that he was probably as much out of his depth as she was.

As she watched, the third nipple clamp was fixed firmly to Jennifer's pussy, and the weight added...
 
Jennifer knew their competition had been all in good fun, but now this bitch was going to pay...oh was she going to pay.

She gritted her teeth trying to aviod screaming in pain, but a small whimper did escape as teh weight pulled on her sensitive clit.
 
The minutes were counting down until the moment of reckoning, and Ashley was wondering what else there was that she could do. She was amazed that Jennifer was taking all this with only a small whimper.

There was only one last thing to do. Bending Jennifer over at the waist, she magicked up two handcuffs from her bag of ticks, and proceeded to handcuff Jennifer's hands to the spreader bar that separated her feet.

The effect was to essentially cause the weights to suddenly change direction, and Jennifer's breasts went from being pulled down, to flicking up as almost smacking her in the face.

Doubled over as she was, Ashley began to playfully whip Jennifer's thoroughly exposed bottom. Silently though, she knew what had to come next.
 
Her tits started swinging like a couple of pendulums, and in this position, she knew what was about to happen. SHe just hoped that Ashley would be honest and end on time, otherwise this could be a long long night.
 
The thought had occurred to Ashley that she had Jennifer at her mercy. Handcuffed to the spreader bar, Ashley could just leave the woman here. Before tonight, they hadn't even met, let alone been friends.

Ashley could avoid everything that she knew was coming her way by the simple act of walking away. What could Jennifer do about it, exposed and bound as she was?

And yet...

After everything they'd been through, after everything they'd experiences, Ashley felt a strange bond to this woman. She knew she was in trouble, of that there was no doubt, but she felt almost a moral obligation to see it through. More so even than that, she was bizarrely curious to see what the future held. With an almost detached curiosity, at odds with the upcoming embarrassment and humiliation that she was destined to experience, she slowed down the whips and the spanks on Jennifer's bottom.

"One last act." Ashley said, her tone oddly neutral and distant.

Looking slowly around the audience, she then moved to Jennifer's side, and slowly tipped the backwards, and then gently eased her over a table. The end result was that Jennifer now lay down on a table on her back, her legs pulled back and over her head, with her hands above her head and cuffed to the same bar that held her feet in position.

Pulling away the top that still obscured Jennifer's view, Ashley indicated her naked friend's body.

"Gentlemen. If you've ever fantasised about ejaculating onto a beautiful woman's naked, bound body... Well..." Ashley smiled, "now's your chance."

She looked at her watch.

"Four minutes." she said, simply. For what seemed like a full minute there was simply silence and stillness. Then, like water suddenly bursting through a dam, there was a rush of up to ten gentlemen who suddenly surrounded Jennifer, buffeting Ashley out of the way.

Cocks out, stroking furiously, the final few moments of Ashley's dominance of Jennifer climaxed in a most messy and unexpected way...
 
Jennifer waited patiently to be coated in slime. Just before time was up a lucky few were able to fulfill their bukkake fantasies.

When time was up Jennifer watched as Ashley unwillingly freed her. "Now bitch it's my turn. Your first job is lick all this nasty cum off my body."
 
Ashley fell deathly silent as the tables suddenly turned on her. For the past few minutes, she'd been mentally preparing herself to what she imagined the deviant Jennifer would have her do. Take off her clothes? Dance for these guys? She'd been indulging herself in a crazy fantasy where Jennifer decided to take it easy on her - she was new to all of this!

Then when Jennifer ordered her to lick up the cum, the reality of her situation hit her like a sledgehammer.

Oh. God.

She stood stock still for a few moments, and realised that the entire room was eerily quiet. Everyone simply stared at her, caught up in the twisting fortunes of these two women, and entranced as to how the clearly nervous Ashley would react.

Robotically, with reluctant and jerky movements, Ashley stepped up and began to lick up the cum off Jennifer's body. It was hardly the first man's load she had to take tonight, but the enormity of the next hours magnified the effect.

She took small licks, cleaning up Jennifer's breasts, and a little of her stomach. Stopping, she looked up at the woman who was now her Mistress, and with her eyes she silently asked if that was enough.
 
"All of it bitch, every fucking drop, unless you want to get it from the source, until these guys get tired of you."
 
Ashley blushed furiously at Jennifer's stern telling off, and gagged slightly as she was forced to resume her licking.

She could already begun to notice the difference in how certain pools of cum tasted, and she struggled to swallow some mouthfuls. Bit by bit though, she forced herself to clean Jennifer's body, the unsettling thought that it was her own idea that had landed her in this mess.

As much as she dared, Ashley cleaned up some of the cum by "accidentally" wiping Jennifer's body with her clothes as she moved around, but she reluctantly had to do most of the cleaning with her own tongue.

Fantasies about Jennifer taking it easy were rapidly slipping into the realms of absurdity, as Ashley waited nervously on what Jennifer had in mind for her next.
 
When Ashley finished, Jennifer said loud enough for the whole bar to hear "I was going to give you a dinner break, but now that you had a nice protein slurpee, I guess you won't need any more calories. Will you pet?"

Laughing at her clever word play, Jennifer relished the look on Ashleys face. Knowing that the next 12 hours would be pure torture for her former tormentor.

As Jennifer lead Ashley up onto the stage, Mike walked in the bar, carrying a large bag and nodded at Jennifer. Jeniffers smile grew even wider. Still speaking like a Marine drill instructor, Jennifer said "See that bag? it has all the implements I plan on using on you tonight. But first I think you owe these gentleman a nice long striptease. and lap dance for each one."
 
Ashley pouted a little at the sheer indignity of what Jennifer was asking. Any observer of tonight's activities would have perhaps been shocked at Ashley drawing a line at "stripping for an audience", but a tiny bit of her was demanding to know what deviant part of her personality had landed her squarely in this mess.

With an absurd shyness, and her pulse racing, Ashley slowly began to sway from side to side as she undid her top, and let it drop to the floor.

Looking out at the audience, she could see the reactions from some of the men. Those who hadn't already climaxed over Jennifer (and Ashley could still taste them in her mouth) seemed likely to spontaneously orgasm in their pants if Ashley went too far with the stripping.

Fumbling at her bottoms, Ashley unceremoniously let them drop as well, and was left in just her underwear. A quick look at Jennifer offered no hope of reprieve, and at this point Ashley was beginning to wonder if she could stretch out a strip tease and lap dance into twelve hours...

Taking her opportunity, she undid the clasp on her bra, but kept it hanging off her breasts as she walked slowly over to the nearest man. He was wide-eyed and amazed as Ashley stood before him, and she could feel his gaze drawn like a magnet to her crotch. Tantalisingly, she hooked both sides of her panties and pulled them down at the back, flashing Jennifer but keeping her pussy hidden from the man, for the moment at least.

Then, she peeled the panties down, knowing that his goggled-eyed stare was transfixed by her performance. Ashley seemed to take an eternity to let the panties pass over her legs and bunch at her ankles, and she made a performance of removing them entirely. Surely she'd managed to waste a few minutes there, she hoped.

Three minutes down, little under twelve hours to go... Oh jeez! Ashley thought.

She moved on to the man, and he groaned audibly. Then, as she began to sway over him, she noticed - even in the dim light of the strip bar - that the man had cum in his own pants...
 
While all the men were focused on Ashley, Jennifer took the opportunity to get the damn weights off her body, and dropped them into the bag of toys for her to use on Ashley later.

Grabbing the clothes Mike brought for her, she headed into the ladies room and washed her body from head to toe and used the hand dryer to dry her body...well most of her body. There was one pesky spot the wouldn't stay dry no matter how much fluid was wiped from it.

Finally she pulled on the mini skirt and tude top Mike had brought and then she took out her phone and made a few calls to make sure that the rest of the locations and people she needed were set up and ready to go. Pleased at her plan, she returned to the bar and watched as Ashley kept dancing for the guys in the bar.
 
Ashley was still gyrating slowly away, and had now been stripped of her bra by a man who'd been a little too hands-on.

Completely divorced from her clothes, Ashley now moved nervously from man to man, giving each a little lap dance while wild ideas of where this evening could end up paraded at the forefront of her mind.

She was intimately aware of how exposed and helpless Jennifer had been when she'd been the one in control, and that had only been for an hour. Perhaps part of Ashley had wanted to wind Jennifer up, get her all riled and ready for revenge, but right now Ashley was second-guessing the wisdom of that plan.

Still, even now, as she whirled away nude and slightly embarrassed for these men she'd never met, a mad sense of honour made her stick to her tasks. She wondered just how much she'd hold up under Jennifer's imagination though...
 
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