A Poer Game of Seduction

Quick side note:

Though you don't necessarily need to read the first parts to enjoy this one, it might add a bit more context.

For those who are new here, here is a quick recap of what happened so far: Six friends play poker and the prize is a girl. In the course of the game, they put her in a breast harness and used an anal plug as well as labia and nipple clamps on her. Now it's up to the winner to enjoy his prize. Enjoy reading!

Strip the Deck: Deal me in

The door shut behind him and he stepped closer to the bed, throwing the girl onto it in one swift motion. He grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her down.

"Hey", she cried out in protest. "I agreed to the stupid poker game of yours. But she didn't mention any of this."

He crawled onto the bed with her, coming so close that their noses almost touched.

"I've won you and there is no way in hell, I'll just let you walk out that door without savouring my prize first." His voice was a low drawl and a shiver ran down her spine. "So, either you play along or you fight me. But I warn you: I enjoy a little fight."

She turned her head away and when she felt him grab for her ankles again, she tried to kick him. He tumbled back and when her eyes met his, there was a fire dancing in them.

"Fighting it is then", he said and lunged forwards again. With her hands still tied behind her back, she could only do so much to fend him off. She struggled against him, but his grip at her left ankle was painfully tight and she heard the sharp click of something metal snapping closed.

Then he grabbed her right ankle, pulling it to the other side, spreading her legs in the process and she heard another clicking sound. When he stepped back to look at her, she had time to assess the situation.

He had tied her legs to a spreader bar and even though it wasn't spreading her legs that far, she was far from being able to close them and protect her soft centre. She tried to move and to her surprise the bar extended, locking into place at a wider stance than before.

She heard his faint laughter. "Oh, please continue. The more you fight, the further it will spread your beautiful legs. And there is so much more I'd like to see."

He came closer again and she tried to shift backwards on the bed, but her movement spread her legs even wider. Then she felt a strong tuck at the bar and she slid back down and towards him.

Seemingly without any effort, he pulled up the bar, lifting up her ass in the process, her wide spread legs giving him full view of her pink pussy and the golden anal plug that was still buried deep inside her.

"I can do with you whatever I please. The more you struggle, the more it will hurt."

A small wave of panic flooded through her, but she tried not to let it show. Then he twisted the bar abruptly, flipping her onto her stomach in the process. A second later, she could feel his fingers trail up her inner thigh, nearing slowly but surely her centre.

No, please don't.

She thought. If he touched her, he would know. And of course, after a few long seconds, he reached his target, pushing into her dripping cunt.

"You fight me and yet you are soaked", he chuckled, "what a naughty girl you are."

He untied her hands from behind her back and the moment he had freed her, he flipped her back around and pulled her wrists up towards the head of the bed, tying them to the bed posts. Now she laid on the bed, stretched out like a starfish, unable to move, completely at his mercy.

His fingers trailed over her swollen breasts, still squeezed by the tight rope harness around her chest. He tugged at the chain of the nipple and labia clamps and she moaned at the painful sensation that rushed through her and aroused her.

Then he let his fingers glide over her stomach and down between her legs, where he spread her wetness between her thighs. The wet sounds echoed softly in the dark room and she couldn't keep from moaning at his touch.

She almost let out a disappointed whimper, when he pulled his hand back and got up from the bed again. He stepped in front of a small cupboard and came back with a blindfold in his hands.

"No", she said instantly. Not being able to see made her more than a little nervous. It was bad enough that she was lying here, her limbs spread wide, but not being able to see? She was not having it.

"Oh yes", he said and pulled the blindfold over her head.

Darkness swallowed her. She wildly moved her head around to get rid of the blindfold, but no matter how much she tried, it stayed put.

"Stop it", he ordered and when she didn't obey immediately, a sharp stroke hit her right breast and made her gasp. "Behave", he growled, "or I will punish you." She stilled when she felt something cool and leathery resting against her breast. "Good girl", he cooed.

He let the crop slip down lower, every now and then letting it snap against her bare skin, making her jump. Then he let the crop slip in between her wet folds and she shivered at the sensation.

He pulled back and a second later, the crop snapped between her legs, hitting her wet folds. Her entire body jolted upright, but her shackles restricted her movement. She let out a loud gasp and it turned into a cry of pain and pleasure, when he hit her again.

He continued his torture of letting the leather slide between her legs, only to pull it back and hit her right there at her sweet spot. When he finally relented, she was nothing more than a bundle of nerves, her breathing uneven and her heart pounding painfully in her chest.

Then he reached between her legs again, but this time he went for the plug. He softly tugged at it and made her jump again. She felt her ring tightening around the intruder again and it reminded her how painfully wide she had been stretched by him before.

"Still so sensitive", he mumbled lowly and slowly twisted the plug inside her. She groaned and tried to kick him again, but her feet only pulled the spreader bar apart even further.

She whimpered when her legs were stretched to their maximum and he continued to tease her.

"It seems you're not a particularly fast learner", he berated her.

Fuck you,

she thought, her entire mind on edge with the overload of sensation. Apparently, she had accidentally spoken her words out loud.

"Fuck me? Well, I think I prefer to fuck you instead", he said and she heard the sound of his zipper.

A moment later she felt the mattress shift under his weight and the tip of his erection bore into her left upper thigh as he made his way towards her centre. Her breath hitched as he placed himself right at her soaked entry and slowly pushed in.

He filled her tight space, pushing against the anal plug from the inside and she felt as if she was about to be ripped apart. She cried out loud but his hand muffled her sobs instantly.

"SShhh", he whispered in her ear. "Your sounds belong to me. I will not share them with anyone else." He slowly pulled out again and pushed back in, the sensation just as overwhelming as before. "Oh fuck, you are so fucking tight."

His voice was full with lust and crumbling restraint and he began to fuck her, quickly taking up pace as his arousal overwhelmed him. She sobbed against his hand, her cunt clenching around his tight cock with the sweet pain of pleasure, while the plug in her tight ass shifted with his every move, pulling painfully at her insides.

"I....can't", she mumbled against his hands and he finally loosened his grip. "The plug...it's too much", she breathed heavily and he slowed down in his movements.

She sighed in relief when he stopped moving, but tensed instantly when she felt his hand at the base of the plug.

"Relax", he said with a restraint voice. It seemed to cost him all his self-control to not continue to pound into her. She tried to relax as he slowly started pulling at the plug. The first and biggest sphere slowly widened her again and she grunted in pain when it stretched her fully. The second and last sphere were nothing compared to the first.

She sank deeper into the mattress under him and the moment the plug had left her sore behind, he plunged back into her. This time, she only felt the arousing feeling of her pussy stretching around him and no longer the ache in her butt.

He slammed into her and made her gasp out loud. She began to moan as he pounded into her, hitting the perfect spot deep within her and pushing her closer towards her orgasm.

When she heard him grunt out loud as he came, her own sweet release washed over her and his hand stifled her cries as she exploded underneath him. She laid limbless on the bed, feeling like jelly. Now she wouldn't have been able to move even without any restraints.

She heard him somewhere next to her and then she felt his fingers between her legs again. He moved up and down over her overstimulated clit and the tickling sensation made her jump, trying to evade his touch, but he was relentless.

He pushed two fingers back inside her and her juices covered them within seconds. He began to fingerfuck her with more and more vigour and against her better judgement, she neared yet another orgasm.

Hoooooow?

She cried out in her thoughts as an even more intense orgasm crashed over her, electrifying every single cell in her body and making her cry out in pleasure. She felt a rough piece of cloth being pushed into her mouth and she bit down on it, when he continued his torment of her soaked cunt.

"Please.....stooooop", she panted but the cloth muffled her words.

His fingers pushed in and out of her, twisting and twirling around her trembling clit and even though she didn't think it possible, another wave of release was coming closer. She was thankful for the cloth to now dampen her cries, as another orgasm shattered her completely. Lifting her up to the highest cloud and then letting her crash into what seemed like an endless abyss.

Finally, he stepped away from her, pulling the now wet cloth from her parched mouth. Her body was trembling at the slowly subsiding sensation of the last orgasm.

"I enjoyed my prize", he softly growled as he undid the shackles of her ankles. "And I know you did too", he said, untying the knots that bound her hands to the bed posts.

He then softly opened the clasps that still squeezed her nipples and began to unravel the harness around her chest. When he had fully untied her and removed all the shackles and clasps, he softly stroked her hair.

"What a good girl you've been. Rest now." With those words he left her in the dark room and closed the door behind him.