Don’t Bet If You Can’t Win

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At last, the weekend and a day of rest. I started getting up late, had lazy bath and was deciding what to have for breakfast. As I was drying myself off, I heard Angel, my girlfriend screams and call my name.

“Come here quick.”

Panicking I wrapped the towel round my waist and went into the lounge. Angel was standing there with her back towards me.

“We have guests.” she said, turning round. As she turned, I could see Jenny and Rosie standing behind her with smirks on their faces looking at me. Angel stared at me, then down at my towel. She had a twinkle in her eyes.

“I was going to say, we have visitors, but you did promise to do the chores today, as you did lose that bet last week.”

I gulped and blushed as I remembered the bet and the forfeit. To be her slave for a day and wear only what she gives me.

“Please not today.” I begged. Jenny stepped forward and started to play with the towel.

“A bet’s a bet and you did lose. Just pretend we are not here.” She tugged the towel and it fell free, but I was quick to keep my semi erection and balls covered. Rosie laughed and took a picture on her phone for her blog as she put it.

I blushed more as they all giggled and tried to pull the towel away more. Angel stopped and gave me a bundle of clothes.

“Here.” she said, “Put them on, then come back out. You have chores to do.”

Reluctantly I went back into the bedroom, looked at the clothes. She really was going to make it as embarrassing as possible. I put the pink bodysuit on, fastening the press studs together underneath, then the white micro skirt and finally the long white socks.

I felt my cock and balls, being pressed tightly in the snug bodysuit. Looking in the mirror, I could see the ghostly colour of it showing through the white micro skirt.

Blushing more I came out the bedroom as the girls looked at me and burst out laughing. Rosie took another picture for her blog.

“Well first things first, make us a drink and food and bring it outside in the garden.” Hoping for some relief from their prying eyes, I went into the kitchen, but alas they followed me in. They all sat at the table, watching me, giggling. I was so nervous I dropped a tea bag.

Now my natural reaction was to bend down and pick it up. Jenny was quick and not only took a picture of me bending over showing my arse in the pink bodysuit as the skirt rode up, Rosie had managed to snap an upskirt picture, before I could cover up. She giggled and showed Angel.

“HMM, looks like a semi is occurring.” kütahya escort She teased and giggled. They all laughed and pointed. I stood back up, finished making the tea and took it outside for them. They sat on the deck chairs as I served them, more aware that my semi was becoming more harder as they watched. Standing close to Rosie I caught her peeking up my skirt, licking her lips. I stepped back as she taunted me.

Angel piped up “Now you need to fetch and do the laundry!”

I was relived to be back inside and quickly got the dirty washing and carried it into the kitchen, bending over to load the washer, I heard a phone shutter go again and turned to see Rosie was armed with her camera and had got another exposing photo. I stood up and adjusted my micro skirt which was pointless as it covered very little. I was about to start the washed when Angel said “you forgot this.”

I felt the tug before I realised what had happened. She had pulled the skirt down to my ankles, and yet again Rosie was keen to take a picture, this time she gasped and pointed at my groin.

“Look he is fully erect.” My bulge had nowhere to go a part from up in the tight bodysuit, I blushed and tried to cover up as they laughed and pointed at me.

“Come on, back to work, you got to hang the washed outside!”

I picked up the basket and carried it outside. Bending down and up I started to hang the clothes out on the line. However, as I bent over again, I felt the press studs go underneath and the bodysuit shot up my back exposing my arse. They laughed and more embarrassing pictures where taken.

I did mange to keep the front bit of cloth tight over my erection as I stood there a crimson red. Angel ran inside and came back out with a pair of her yellow panties and helped me put them on, then pulled the body suit off. Now my bulge was covered but still on show for Rosie and her camera. I quickly finished hanging out the clothes, dreading the next chore.

“Babbbbbe?”

“Yes?”

“We ran out of milk, go to the shops and get some more please.”

I asked but knew before hand what the answer would be.

“Can I get dressed?”

“Aw babe a bet’s a bet so no, go as you are, in fact we will all go.” said Jenny giggling.

Now the shops were 15 minutes away and usually I am there and back quick, but today took ages. They stopped at every shop window pretending to look inside, giggling and pointing at my embarrassment and of course more photos.

The worse thing manisa escort was I was so excited to wank, as my cock was hard and held tight in these panties. The more I thought about it, the harder it got and the more they looked and smirked at me. They knew what I wanted but was denying me the release. We at last reached the shop and went in.

I was naïve to think it would mean a quick in and out, oh no! They had to go down every aisle, looking and chatting. I was also aware that others were looking, some shocked, some giggling, some licking their lips and of course those dam phones with cameras. I was so in need of going home and hiding. I found the milk fridge and opened the door. The cold breeze teased my cock and balls though the thin fabric and it responded by twitching.

Angel notices me then nudged Rosie and Jenny and pointed at my cock, they burst out laughing. Angel came over, and gently rubbed my bulge.

“AW is it cold?, let me warm it for you.”

She knelt in front of me and gently blew warm air over my groin. This made the situation worse as I hardened more. She mockingly gasped. Rosie did her thing with her phone.

We quickly walked outside but found a small crowd looking in and pointing at us all. Rosie whispered to Angel, and she nodded back and then whispered to Jenny who smirked.

Jenny walked over and started to tug on my panties, she got them part down before I could hold on tight.

“Go, Jenny, strip him, Strip!, Strip him!!” Angel shouted as Rosie took picture after picture.

The small crowd grew more excited and also chanted “Strip!, Strip!, Strip!”

Jenny smacked my hands as I responded and automatically reacted to the sharp pain, I unfortunately let go. My panties slide fast down to my ankles as I stood there, covering my cock and balls with both hands. Jenny looked smug and triumphantly smirked, then with a twinkle in her eyes, licking her lips she looked at the only things keeping me from total shame, my hands.

She reached and again smacked my hands, this time I stayed put, I was dammed if I was giving way. The crowd cheered for me. “show us his cock, we want to see his cock.”

Angel reached over and under my hands grabbed my balls hard and squeezed them, she managed to manipulate her hands under mine and then pulled them apart. My hands flew out as my cock bounced up, followed by my balls. I was erect, my cock standing tall and proud. The crowd cheered, pointed and giggled at my naked body. Rosie took picture after picture, mardin escort licking her lips.

I could see Angel was aroused as she looked at my erection, licking her lips.

“Can we go home now?” I asked, feeling ashamed and belittled.

Angel whispered in my ear “One more task to do then we have finished.”

Stepping back for to see. “Ladies as you see he is fully erected, what shall we do with him?, let him go home now.”

“Jenny what should we do with him?”

“Make him to wank himself off, I want to see him come hard.”

“Yes wank, wank!” the chant swept through the small crowd as they realised what I was asked to do. I was shocked and gulped.

“You heard them, start wanking!” said Angel.

“Here, let me help you.” Jenny stood behind me, reached round and roughly grabbed my cock, she started to pull the foreskin back and forth up and down the tip of my shaft as her hand moved up and down as well.

“Make him cum hard, make him cum.” Demanded Angel.

“Yes make him cum, make him squirt.” said someone from the crowd.

Others cheered as Jenny stroked my erection harder and faster. Reaching round with her other hand she grabbed and fondled my balls, gently. I could feel the pressure building but tried to fight it. I was not going to cum in front of a crowd. It was my will power against Jenny technique and I could feel I was losing quickly.

Jenny also felt it, as she slowed her stroking down and started to pull back and forth harder and longer. Her hand sliding right down my shaft from the penis tip to my balls then back again. I fought as I could, but then felt the pressure hit crisis. I stopped, my cock starting jerking on its own, Jenny pulled right back then forward as I erupted over her hand. Cum, Squirted in her hand, down my shaft and balls then dripped down my thighs. I gasped with ecstasy as Jenny cheered and proudly showed my cum on her fingers. The crowd cheered. I lost my balance and dropped to the floor. Rosie stood me up again, this time she held my hands behind my back, exposing everything. Pictures were taken, people smirked and giggled.

Angel smiled and looked at Rosie. “Did you get that”?

“Aw yes, all of it’s on here.” patting her camera.

I went to pull up my panties to cover my glistening cum covered semi and my embarrassment when Angel reached down and ripped them off. She tossed them into the dispersing crowd of onlookers, who laughed.

“You can walk home naked babes.” Laughing and smirking, she flicked my milked cock and balls. We got home later, I was cold, tired, and so ashamed.

The girls were reliving the day by looking the pictures as Rosie quickly typed it all up on her blog. She showed me the next day her article called “Don’t bet if you don’t want to shamed.” It was already seen by over 1000 views.

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