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Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

Date: 5/25/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

even do this, we might as well call off the bet anyway, because after you lose… and you will, I’ll be able to take you anywhere I want, and do anything I want. You don’t get to back out.” She considered it. “What do you want?” “A picture of my cock in your mouth, to start with,” I said. “On your knees.” I dropped the newspaper on the ground. “Here, you can go on that.” She sighed. “Fine, just make it quick, okay?” I pulled up my coat and unzipped my jeans as she got into position, still looking around, but finally she decided it wasn’t too dangerous and closed those beautiful dick-sucking lips around my erect shaft. “Deeper,” I said, and she complied, going down about halfway. I looked through the camera’s viewfinder and took a few moments finding a good angle. She was a good girl and didn’t just hold her pose, but she moved her tongue around, too. Just like a good slave girl, really, it was a natural fit. But she wasn’t quite where I wanted her. “Hmmm, something’s missing.” “Whaag?” she said with her mouth full of cock, then pulled off to repeat. “What? “You got your ID on you?” “What?” “I think the picture would work much better with you holding up your school ID by your face, while you do it. That way you can’t claim it was a lookalike or something.” She paled. “Why do you need to do that?” “Just in case,” I said. “I mean, these pictures only go out if I take a big risk, get my s****r pregnant, and you back out of your end. So they have to be pretty embarrassing.” “I don’t ... know.” “We agreed, any picture I wanted.” “But come on… my name and ID?” “Fine,” I said, trying not to sound angry, but I think a little bit of frustration slipped through. I put my cock away and started to zip up. “I knew you’d chicken out. Fuck, I should have placed a side bet on it, so I wouldn’t have wasted my time for nothing.” She just looked up at me like I’d slapped her and she still wasn’t sure how to process it. The oldest negotiating trick in the world, make them think you’re willing to just walk away. “I’ll delete the other pictures as soon as I get home, and we’ll forget the whole thing,” I said calmly, as though it didn’t bother me anymore. “Wait,” she said. I was just moving to turn away, and swung back to look at her. She fished into her handbag and pulled out a little leather container where she kept her IDs, and held it beside her face. I returned with a smile. “Wow, you must really want me to knock Faith up. Because you know she’ll do what I ask.” I honestly wasn’t sure if that was the truth. She might have just wanted Faith as a slave and been so sure that I wouldn’t be able to pull it off, or maybe she wanted to be a slave so much but, like Faith, didn’t want to admit it. Whatever the case, Lara did seem to be excited by me trying, that’s why I kept bringing it up, putting the image in her mind. I didn’t give her a chance to respond, just got my dick out again, and let her suck on it while I set up the shot. The picture was beautiful, Lara’s eyes looking ...