A Friendly Wager

Karen twisted her neck, but still couldn't see the knots that bound her wrists tightly behind the chair.

Connie had done a thorough job and there was no hope for escape. Karen's wrists were bound palm to palm,

cinched, and anchored to the front rung of the chair she sat on. Her ankles were tied to the back legs of

the chair and a rope around her waist held her tight against the chair back. No, she would be here until

Connie decided otherwise. Karen sighed and wondered aloud "How did I get in this position? Tied to a chair

in my best friend's party room wearing only my bra and panties, with Connie in her bedroom watching TV."

She relaxed, what else was there to do, and thought about the events leading up to her current predicament.

Karen and Mike moved to Houston from Phoenix 2 years ago when Mike got a promotion to branch manager.

Mike's career was taking off and Karen had no trouble getting a job selling Real Estate. She worked hard

and soon became the top salesperson for her company. Of course it didn't hurt that she was blonde, 5' 4",

115 pounds, and had the body of an aerobics instructor. They bought a home in a new subdivision that

featured large lots with secluded privacy, and after they moved in, their new neighbors became their best

friends.

Connie and Steve live next door and their backyard has lots of privacy and a swimming pool. Steve is a

pharmacist at Providence Hospital Center and that's where he met Connie. Connie graduated from Nursing

School 3 years ago and fell in love with Steve within 1 month of
starting her first job at the hospital. Connie was a natural redhead, 5' 7", 125 pounds.

The two couples became inseparable. Mike and Steve played golf together, Karen and Connie jogged together,

they went out on the town together, and spent many sunny afternoons at Steve and Connie's pool. Karen and

Connie always wore skimpy bikinis and delighted in the obvious effect that it had on their two guys. There

was a lot of sexual teasing, but up to now it only served as foreplay for each couple's own sexual

activities. The two couples shared a passion for sports and that is where Karen's current predicament

began.

Unexpectedly, Karen and Mike's Phoenix Suns were matched up against Steve and Connie's Houston Rockets in

the NBA playoffs. Even though they now lived in Houston, Karen and Mike still had an allegiance to their

old team. The matchup produced a serious disagreement between the two couples as to who would win. Phoenix

had the better season record and Mike and Karen were sure that this was the year Charles Barkley would win

the championship. Steve and Connie felt that
the Rockets were coming together at just the right time and would repeat as Champions. They decided that as

friends and rivals, they would watch each game together and go to dinner afterwards courtesy of the losing

team's backers.

They met at Karen and Mike's to watch the first game. "You know, since Houston re-united Clyde and Hakeem,

they have jelled as a team, and they're going to kick your butts", Steve loudly
proclaimed.

"No way Steve," Karen countered. "Sir Charles and the Suns are going to sweep and you're going to go broke

buying us dinner." Connie said "The winners get to pick the restaurant and I think
Steve & I want to go to that fancy new Italian place near the Plaza."

"Since the winners get to pick, I guess that Karen and I need to decide which restaurant you'll be picking

up the tab at", Mike declared. The verbal jousting continued and the emotions got higher and higher until

Connie couldn't stand it any longer.

"You're crazy if you think the Suns will win, and I think we ought to up the stakes a little to make this

bet more interesting."

"Since Mike and I are going to win, what did you have in mind? asked Karen.

Mike said "Steve, how about this. If the Suns win the series, then you have to treat me to a round of golf

at that new course down at Corpus Christi. That includes breakfast, golf, and dinner on the way back. We'll

do it on a Saturday and make a day of it."

"Sounds good to me", said Steve. "But of course you'll be the one doing the treating. It's a deal."

"Well that's fine for you guys, but what about us?" asked Connie. "Karen, what do you want to lose?"

"I....don't know", stammered Karen. "Maybe we could wager a trip to the beauty parlor, a movie, dinner, or

something like that." "Boy, where did all your confidence go? chided Connie. "Are you having second

thoughts?. I've got an idea. On the day that the boys go golfing, you'll be my slave if you lose or if I

lose I'll be your slave."

"What do you mean..slave? Be your maid, servant, wait on you all day?" "I mean be a SLAVE. Slaves don't ask

questions, they just do whatever their masters tell them to do. What's the matter, cold feet? Are you

chicken?" "Not me" answered Karen. "I'll just start making a list of things that my Slave for a day will do

for me when I win.....It's a bet."

The dye was cast, so to speak, and the outcome was in doubt for a full seven games. For a while it looked

as if Mike and Karen would win, but in the end of course the Houston Rockets prevailed in the seventh game

and Steve and Connie were the winners.

The Saturday after the series ended, Mike arrived at Steve's place at 9 am in the morning. They planned

breakfast at 9:30, a 3 hour drive, a round, of golf, dinner, and a 3 hour drive back home. They told their

wives that they planned to be back around 10 or 11 PM. Connie and Karen decided that Karen's time of

enslavement would be from 11 AM until about 9 PM.

"Bye honey," Mike said, kiddingly. "Have a good time." "Yeah, right" replied Karen. "You're going to be

playing golf and having a good time while I'm busting my ass being Connie's slave. Get out of

here....GOOD-BYE."

At 11 Karen showed up right on schedule at Connie's house. She wore her Phoenix Sun's t-shirt, red jogging

shorts, white socks, and tennis shoes. She was sure that Connie would keep her hopping for the full 10

hours.

"Hi Karen, glad to see you're on time." Connie wore her Houston Rockets t-shirt, black shorts, & sandals.

"I always pay my debts. What do you want me to do first?" "First of all, relax. Let's have a glass of wine

and discuss your ...enslavement."

Connie poured the wine and on the second glass, Karen questioned her, "What's going on. This is just 2

friends having a glass or two of wine together. When do I start paying off on the bet?"
"You've already started. I wanted you to have a glass of wine and you're doing that. We're friends Karen

and I hope that after today we'll be even closer friends. I'm not going to make you suffer today. I intend

that we both will have fun, even though at first you may not believe it. You did lose the bet and you did

agree to be my unconditional slave until 9 tonight. Remember that and remember that I'm your best friend.

Don't question my commands. Let's get started. Stand up." Karen sat her glass down and stood up, wondering

about what Connie had just said. She snapped back to reality when she heard Connie say "Take off your

shirt, shorts, socks, & shoes."

"What?"

"Slaves don't question, remember that. Now do as I told you!" Karen was slightly aghast, but a bet was a

bet, so she stripped down to her underwear as Connie watched. Even though they had seen each other naked

many times, this was different, and both of them knew it. Karen felt embarrassed to be standing there in

bra and panties while her best friend was fully dressed.

"Wearing basic white today I see" commented Connie as she opened a briefcase that had been sitting on the

coffee-table between them. "Yes" was all Karen could mutter as she watched Connie pick up a piece of rope

that was about 4-5 feet in length. "Turn around and put your wrists together behind your back" commanded

Connie as she approached Karen.

"What are you going to do?" "Come on now Karen, you can see that I'm going to tie you up. Now do as I say

or you'll be welching on our bet." Karen turned around and put her wrists together behind her back. As she

felt the ropes Karen's mind drifted back to when she was 10 or 11 years old and she played Cops and Robbers

with the other kids. She was almost always the Damsel in Distress, but she didn't mind. It made her the

center of attention and the other kids had to take care of her since she was tied up. And then there was

the sorority initiation where she was spanked in front of 50 other girls. She was 19 then and she

remembered the embarrassment and the excitement. She was embarrassed when her panties had been pulled down

to administer the
spanking and surprised at how wet her pussy got. She used those memories a lot when she masturbated during

her years at college. "Follow me slave" was Connie's command as Karen was jerked back to reality. The extra

length of rope from her wrists had been pulled through her legs and as Connie pulled on it Karen sucked in

her breath and followed. In her party room Connie had a simple kitchen style wooden chair facing a storage

closet at a 45 degree angle. She sat Karen in the chair and took another length of rope from the briefcase

and used it around Karen's waist and the chair back. Then she knelt to the left of Karen and took out a

short piece of rope. She tied it around Karen's left ankle and gently pulled it back and secured it to the

back chair leg. She moved to the right side and tied the right ankle the same way. Finally, Connie knelt in

front of Karen and reached underneath the chair and grabbed the loose end dangling from Karen's wrists.

This put Connie's face next to Karen's pussy and she couldn't mistake the smell of Karen's feminine

wetness. She tugged the wrist rope taut and secured it to the front rung. Connie stood up and admired her

handiwork. Karen was a pretty package. Her shoulders were pulled back which made her firm breasts stand out

even more. Connie was tempted to remove Karen's bra now, but decided to stick to her original plan. Her

legs were invitingly wide open and the crotch of her panties was becoming wetter.

"I have a surprise for you Karen." Connie opened up the closet doors and Karen saw her image clearly in the

mirrors attached to each door. "I want you to see what a pretty slave you are. I also want to tell you the

new rules. I'm going to keep you tied up all day long. At no time
will you be totally free until 9 tonight. I will however, offer you a sporting chance. If you ever do get

free on your own, then I will be your slave for the rest of the day. You will be bound in many positions

and most of the time you will be nude. I told you that today would be fun for both of us. I'm having fun

and I can tell that you are too." With that comment Connie
slowly ran her fingers along the inside of Karen's thighs. Karen closed her eyes as Connie's fingers

reached the wet crotch of her panties. Connie leaned forward and whispered in her ear "later", and then she

was gone.

Karen had no idea how long she had been left alone, alone with only the ropes and her reflection for

company. She struggled for release, from both the bonds and the sexual tension building up inside her, but

no release would come until Connie provided it. "..If only I could get one hand free, I could get myself

off"

Suddenly Connie was back. "You really want to cum right now, don't you?" "No, I'm fine. It's just a little

warm in here, that's all." "Well, maybe you're right" agreed Connie. "It might help if you didn't have so

many clothes on. Let's take them off." "No, that's OK" pleaded Karen. "It's not really THAT warm in here."

"Let's not argue Karen. I told you that you would be nude for most of the day. Besides, we can have more

fun that way."

Connie took Karen's bra off, lightly brushing her fingertips across each nipple. Karen closed her eyes and

sighed as her nipples hardened. Connie then knelt and untied both ankles. She danced her fingers up Karen's

tanned legs until they reached the waistband of her panties.
Connie slowly pulled them down and Karen involuntarily helped by lifting her butt off the chair. As Karen's

dampened blonde pubic patch was revealed, Connie only said one word.

"Beautiful."

Connie quickly retied Karen's ankles and stood behind her, looking into the mirror. She reached down and as

she and Karen both watched in the mirror, she gently massaged Karen's breasts, paying particular attention

to her sensitive nipples. "Please Connie", Karen gasped. "I've never done it with another girl. I don't

know if I can." "I know that you can. Just give in to your feelings." Connie picked up Karen's panties and

got a scarf from her briefcase. "I want you to
concentrate on your feelings and quit talking. Open wide."

"No, don't gag me. I'll be quiet."

"I know you will" Connie said as she pinched Karen's nose shut. Karen held her breath for about 30 seconds,

and finally had to gasp for air. Connie shoved the wadded up panties inside her mouth, tied a knot in the

middle of the scarf, put the knot squarely over the mouth packing,
and tied the scarf ends tightly behind Karen's head underneath her blonde hair. "Now you can't talk, so

just let yourself go. Don't be ashamed of your feelings."

Karen saw herself in the mirror, nude, bound & gagged, legs spread apart--she hated and loved Connie right

now. She also desperately needed to cum. She squirmed in her bonds and pleaded
with Connie through her gag. "mmmpppfff" was all she could manage. "Just a second, we're not quite through

yet" Connie said as she picked out another length of rope. "I think you'll like this one." Connie held the

two loose ends in one hand and pushed the looped end under the rope around Karen's waist. She threaded the

loose ends through the loop and pulled it snug. Then, after smiling coyly, she spread Karen's pussy lips

and threaded the two ropes down through her crotch and up the crack of her ass. Connie made sure there was

no slack and tied it off on the chair back.

Now Karen was really going crazy. The feelings she felt were overwhelming. The sight in the mirror of the

rope disappearing into the folds of her pussy and the friction on her clit were too much. "mmmpppfff",

"mm...fff", "mmmpppfff" she moaned into her gag as she squirmed in an attempt to climax. "Connie to the

rescue", Connie whispered into Karen's ear as she reached around and gently massaged Karen's breasts.

Karen's nipples were hard and distended and Connie rolled her fingertips over them. Connie moved in front

of Karen and continued playing with her tits as she licked between them, down her stomach, and her inner

thighs. Karen lost all track of time; she was consumed by her need to climax. She moaned and squirmed as

Connie brought her to the brink again and again only to stop briefly.

"My oh my, aren't you the hot little slut now. Need it bad, don't you?"

"Mmmpppfff" shouted Karen into her gag. She nodded her head towards her pussy and looked pleadingly at

Connie. "mmmpppff" "Alright, I think you've earned it". Connie leaned forward and
licked her way down from Karen's stomach to her bush. She pulled the crotch rope aside and dived in tongue

first. She licked and nibbled and sucked while Karen moaned and squirmed. Finally, Karen stiffened as a

long awaited orgasm erupted through her body. Connie continued playing with Karen's pussy and Karen had

another orgasm and then another. Connie pulled back to watch and as the orgasms subsided, Karen melted in

her ropes like ice cream in summer. She was exhausted
and deliriously contented.