This choice: Ben has a horrible habit of making bets with high stakes.... and losing • Go Back... The smoke disappeared after uttering those words. "So, Benny boy has a weakness for making big bets that he always loses....." Tina murmurs to herself as her black lipstick lips curled into a smirk. "This gives me the perfect idea to make Ben's life a living hell and make him know hi place" Jessica said, with a cackle that would put the Wicked Witch of the West from the Wizard of Oz to shame.
The next day
It's been a good day. You were enjoying your first non-idiot day. Or at least you were until you see Jessica,,,,"Great, the Bitch of Darkness is here" You mutter. You then smirk. "Mind as well have some fun" you say to yourself. You walk up to her. You notice something strange, she seemed happy. Usually, when Jessica sees you, she would have a look of pure hatred directed towards you. Though, true be told you don't care. "Oh great, the Bitch of Darkness is here and I was having such a good day too" You smirk. Jessica does not say anything, still smiling. This confused you, since she had a short temper and would be shouting "spells" and "curses" at you. "What the hell are you so happy about? Is this the day that you sacrifice yourself to Satan?" You say, laughing at your own insult. "No, that's not what I'm happy about." She says. "I'm happy that today is the day of your downfall Benny" She said with spite. You roll your eyes. "Really, did one of your 'demons' tell you this?" you sarcastically ask. "Yes, in fact, one of them did hint at that" She says. "Anyways I was here to make a bet with you" Jessica said. A flash of surprise appeared on your face and you started to get nervous. You were never good at bets. You lose most of the time and you always tell yourself that you should stop betting. Which was another problem, since you can never back down from a bet. "Alright, so what are the stakes?" You ask. "Loser must be the winners slave" She answers. Your stomach started to turn, as you had a bad streak with these type of bets. In fact, it's so bad that you never won a high steaks bet. Still you'll rather be six-feet under then back down from a bet proposed by this freak! "Alright, what's the bet" You ask. "A submission wrestling match" she responds. You smirk and feel a lot better. This is going to be the bet that is going to break your losing streak."Let's go to my house and wrestle their." She says.
Jessica leads you to her house. As she was walking, you notice that she's not wearing her nylons and is bare legged. As much as you hate to admit it, Jessica was the hot type of goth girl and no where near the grotesque type. If it weren't for her freakish beliefs, she could have been on the list of the woman who's hearts were broken by you. Though this wrestling match will give you the chance to cope a feel with her and when you win the bet, you are going to make her a sex slave. "We're here." She says, interrupting your fantasies. You look at her house.
You look at the house and it looks a little run down and seems to be the perfect location for a haunted house but other then that it looked fine. Though you shutter to think what was inside. Jessica unlocks the door and you guys enter the house. The inside was a bizarre as you pictured it. There were weird objects everywhere, You then follow her to her basement which is oddly emptied and gave you the feeling that this was a set-up.....did she know about your betting weakness and if she did, how? "Ready?" She asks. "Bring it bitch." You smirk. As soon as you say that, she takes your arm and throws you over her shoulder, she then wraps her legs around your neck and squeezes with the force of a python! Your face becomes red in seconds. "What's wrong Ben? Not as tough or as superior to me as you thought. You see, besides my interest in the dark arts, which manged to discover your weakness for high stakes bets, I also have a strong interest in the martial arts and I had studied enough martial arts to create my own style. You do not know how long I have waited for this moment asshole. So....do you wanna tap or do you wanna be stubborn and be strangled to death either way works for me" She cackles. Your face starts turning blue and you do the one thing you could......your hand taps her leg as you submitted to her, both the match and your life. "Ah, good choice Ben" She smirked as she let you go. She then took off her boots, revealing medium sized pale feet that had a sole blush along with black painted toe-nails. She then sat on your stomach and rubbed her feet on your face.
Needless to say, You were not enjoying this. You never really liked feet, especially if they were in boots with out socks or nylons.They had a strong scent to them. "Alright my new foot slave, kiss my feet, this is part of the bet and if you resist, I will have to hurt you...Not that I mind, I would love for a chance to show you my power and cause you pain." She
said. You didn't have that many choices, you could give in and perhaps she would let up....but you didn't want to kiss her nasty, stinky feet and you definitely hated the idea of being her slave. Perhaps you should resist.
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