You Lost, Didn’t You?

Chapter One

“You lost, didn’t you, Chad?”

“Yes, Amber, I did.”

“You didn’t think I could beat you, did you?”

No, I hadn’t thought she could beat me or I would never have bet so foolishly. I had been roommates with hot foxy Amber for almost a year and for almost a year I had been trying to get in her pants without success. We were both members of the same club that catered to alternative lifestyles, which is how I came to move in with her. We were both Tops but I was sure that if I could have her under my thumb for a week I could bring out the slave girl I was convinced was lurking inside.

Then I found what I was certain was a sure thing. I had been so positive that I would win I had insisted on a punitive bet. I had been so wrapped up in salivating about having her at my beck and call, my slave for a week or more, that it had shocked me to my core when she won. Even now the implications hadn’t completely sunken in.

“No, Amber, I didn’t,” I finally answered.

“So, are you going to honor the terms?”

“Amber I…”

“Is that a no, Chad?”

“I…”

“Because if it is I want to remind you how our circle of friends is going to react to you backing out.”

“But, Amber…”

“After all, Chad, it was you who insisted on telling everyone, wasn’t it?”

She was right. I did insist because I had been certain that I was going to win and I wanted to make sure that she couldn’t back out. The group we ran with took something like this very seriously. There was no faster way to becoming an invisible person than to welsh on a bet, especially one with servitude involved. If I didn’t serve as her salivating slave-boy for a week I would never be able to go into our fetish club again much less get a crack at some girl who might want to be my slave. I was fucked but my mind wouldn’t leave it alone. I wasn’t some wimpy sub and the thought of having to act like one for a week was disgusting.

“Amber, can we talk about this?” I asked.

“What is there to talk about, Chad?”

“I’m sorry I made the bet like I did,” I said. “I thought…what I mean is