1. Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes


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

    refuse.” It only proved that she’d rather fuck her b*****r than kiss Mikey, rather than that she liked being treated like a slave, but I hoped either explanation would crush his hopes for getting together with her, once and for all. “Fair enough?” I extended my hand. “We got a bet?” He looked nervously towards his s****r, asked, “You’re not going to offer if I lose, right?” Lara scowled. “As if. Believe me, I’m never going to be that desperate.” Mikey didn’t seem to take it as an insult, just moved up to me. “Then I’d be stupid not to agree.” We shook on it. “It’s a bet.” I nodded, and then looked to Lara. “Can you go fetch Faith and tell her she can come down now?” Lara looked like she was going to protest for a moment, but then suddenly switched her demeanor, stood, and started up the stairs. A couple minutes later, the two girls came down together. Faith didn’t seem worried, or even curious, as though it was an everyday thing that she was sent out of the room. I, on the other hand, did start to get a little nervous. What if Faith did want a break, even just a night off? I might well lose my bet with Lara right here. I told myself that, if that happened, it was for the best. Better she back out now than blame me for pressuring her into it. “You know I’d planned to fuck you tonight, right?” I said to her, casually. “Yes, master,” she said softly. “Well, I’ve decided, seeing as how it’s Christmas and all, Mikey convinced me to give you a choice. If you want, you can have ...
    the night off. I won’t be mad. All you have to do is give Mikey a kiss on the cheek and say thank you, and I won’t touch you.” I hoped that was a threat rather than a present. She looked at me for a few seconds, then Mikey, then me again. I was really starting to get worried. Finally, she said, “No thank you, master.” “Are you sure?” Mikey asked. “You don’t have to do it,” he added desperately. “Take what’s being offered.” She shook her head. “No, I want Mark to fuck me whenever he wants.” She looked back to me. “Right now, if you desire, master.” I beamed, enjoying Mikey’s crestfallen expression. “Thank you, Faith. Not right now, though, but I think in about a half hour or so, you should tell Dad you’re feeling a little sick and you’d like me to give you a ride home.” She nodded. “Thank you master,” she said brightly. The room was tense again, but this time it was because of Mikey, sulking in his loss. I tried to ignore it, just watched some TV with Faith curled up beside me. As though there was some rule that there could only be one source of tension at a time, Faith and Lara suddenly seemed friendly again, talking animatedly about celebrity gossip. I found out why on the way home. It wasn’t long before my thoughts kept drifting to what I was about to do, and that made me aroused, so I told Faith to go play sick, we said a few Merry Christmases to people, and left. In the car, I stroked Faith’s hair with one hand and said, “You did good.” “You mean cause I won your bet with ...
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