Bet on It!

Bet on It!

Mister K and I often play silly games. One of our favourites is Bet on It!

“How many red lights do you think we’ll hit today?” Mister K asks from the drivers seat as we’re on our way to do the weekly shopping. The streets are busy, everyone seems to have the same thought this afternoon.

“I win, I get to pick your outfit for tomorrow. You’ll have to wear it all day, and evening, no matter what I choose. If you win, the same rules apply. You can choose what I wear for the day.”

Usually our bets are around giving oral pleasure, or what toys we will use in scene. Nothing like this has ever been chosen before. Knowing that Mister K loves to see me dressed as the slut he knows I am, I’m a bit nervous. He chooses my outfits for play, but usually it’s only him and I or others in the lifestyle, and to be honest, I don’t usually wear clothes for long at those times. But I’ve won the last 3 bets, and benefited greatly from them. Also, Mister K in a suit or even dress pants and a button down shirt is mouth-watering and I can’t give up the chance to see him dressed as such.

“I think we’ll hit 24 red lights today, Sir!” I replay confidently, with a smile. Our drive will take us across the city and back. With a few stops along the way. 24 seems like a viable number in a city of 100 000.

“Are you sure, little girl? There’s no changing your mind, once you choose.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Okay, I choose 16.” He says with a smirk. A very cocky, panty-melting smirk.

I’m a little skeptical, 16 seems low. We have a 25 minute drive each way, but that’s okay, it just ups my chances, or so I tell myself.

We were almost home by the twelfth light, and I knew I had lost. The chances of seeing Mister K in a suit were becoming smaller and smaller. The last light before our home was number 17. He was off by one. I’m starting to think he knows something I don’t.

A Deals a Deal, and being so, I wore this with pride for 16 hours the following day. Nervous at first, his lustful gaze throughout the day dispersed my fears. How can you be upset when you’re being looked at like you’re a snack? I think I’ll let him choose more often.

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