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To the Victor

So, I lost a bet over a trivia question on the way home from a fancy dinner with Holden and some friends. The winner would subject the loser to a ten-minute tease, using whatever means he or she saw fit. I was swiftly cuffed and positioned — never even had the chance to remove my hosiery — and watched helplessly as he plugged in the Magic Wand. The clock was set, and I closed my eyes as he clicked on the wand and went to work. I lost count of how many times he allowed me to reach the brink of orgasm before removing the toy to glide it up and down my inner thighs, or up to my abdomen and under my breasts. But I do know that by the time the clock expired, I was shaking and more urgent than I have been in a very long time. I pushed him onto his back and rode him, right there on the floor. ~C

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9 thoughts on “To the Victor

  1. fridayam

    This is indeed very hot and very suggestive–were the friends aware of the bet and the forfeit?. Good job you weren’t wearing panties under the pantyhose 😉 Delicious image x

    1. H and C Post author

      They weren’t “that kind” of friends, and besides, we were alone in the car when the wager was made (and lost). Still, an interesting evening, overall! ~C

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