Luna’s Bets

"I don't want you wearing anything here for the rest of the day." He said as he took his hand off my pussy, leaving me kneeling on the floor. He stood up and offered me a hand. I took it and appreciated the help, as my knees were already weak. Lifting my chin up, he looked into my eyes before kissing me, telling me he loved me just by the way his lips touched mine.

"Go put on something cute and don't worry about dinner, I'll take care of that tonight." Alex added before walking into our kitchen, presumably to take stock. I decided to also take a shower and freshen up. Losing a little focus near the end of the shower as the water touched me everywhere Alex just touched me, I regained it before getting out and drying off. Careful to follow his instructions, I decided to wear a flowy skirt, an oversized gray t-shirt, and nothing else. I walked into the kitchen and hugged him from behind, pushing my chest into his back making sure he could feel everything beneath the shirt. I tried peeking around his shoulder (more like around his arm, as Alex is notably taller than me) to get a glimpse of the cookbook he was staring at. Alex knows how to cook but I'm usually the one who makes our meals. He seemed a little lost, so I helped him find everything and did what I could to help.

That night, we decided to watch a murder mystery. I like true crime shows, and Alex likes strategy games, so this was a good compromise. We were both trying to figure out who the murderer was when I wasn't daydreaming about the last week. I don't know if it was the six previous days of tease and denial, or already getting Alex off earlier today with no release myself, but I could've done a better job paying attention to the movie. Apparently, Alex could have as well as I caught him idling gazing at the closet.

"You think it's the lawyer's assistant, don't you?" I ask, testing him.

"Hmm?" He replies, obviously distracted. We're both lying on our bed, his arm behind my head, our TV on the dresser in front of us. His hand moves to scratch the side of my head.

"No, I already know who it is." he states matter-of-factly.

"Is that so?" I smile at his confidence, however unwarranted.

"What, you don't believe me?" He says with a smile, dropping his hand away from my head and letting it fall onto my chest.

"Not even a little bit." I say with my own smile, amused at Alex's supposed detective skills. These movies always have some sort of twist at the end anyway.

"You seem pretty confident yourself for someone who thought it was the lawyer's assistant." He responds as his hand moves from resting on my shirt to circling the nipple under it. I inhale and try to become a little more focused.

"I didn't say it was the lawyer's assistant. I guessed that that's who you thought it was." I point out. While I say this, I feel his fingers working on me, making something else point out as I lose focus again.

"Wanna bet?" He asks. His fingers stop their loop, and instead start mimicking a light pinching motion, coaxing it to become even harder. This isn't fair.

"Yes." I say while closing my eyes, forgetting entirely about the movie.

"I'll tell you who I think it is, and if I'm right, you stay denied another day. But if I'm wrong, your denial is over and I'll make sure you come every day this week." He states in a serious tone, glancing down at me.

"I-- " I'm interrupted by his fingers pinching my nipple through my shirt. It may have just been my desperate need to come making the decisions for me, but the offer is too good to pass up. "You're on." I say as I open my eyes, looking back up at him over my shoulder.

"It wasn't his assistant, it was the lawyer himself." He states so matter-of-factly again. For my own sake, I hope he's wrong. He moves his hand underneath my shirt to get to my other nipple, so far ignored. It gets the same treatment as he starts circling it, while still pretending to watch the movie. As it gets close to what seems to be the reveal, he starts moving it around with his index, making me close my eyes again and sink into his arms. If it wasn't for the bet, I would've stopped caring about the movie a long time ago. He nudges my head with his shoulder, making me open an eye and peek out at the paused screen. The lawyer was being escorted away in handcuffs. Both jolt open at this information.

"No fucking wa--" I am again interupted by his fingers pinching down on my other nipple, this time harder than before.

"Told you." He remarks unceremoniously, taking the opportunity to give my already abused nipple a slight twist.

"Fuck." I whisper, moving my body to face him and my leg over his. Secretly it's to offer him my left nipple again since the right one has been getting more recent attention. Knowing it won't get any, I try using his hard calf muscles to put some pressure on my pussy and satisfy the dull ache that has been growing there for the last six days.

"A deal's a deal." He reminds me.

"But I've been good, haven't I?" I ask, using my best wide-eyed look, hoping he doesn't notice me push my hips into his muscular leg.

"Very." He affirms, holding me in his arms. "I know you're going to stay good too, aren't you?"

I nod quickly. Apparently I wasn't the most subtle as Alex easily lifts my thigh up, pushing it back onto the bed and my legs apart.

"This cunt is going to stay good as well?" He asks as his hand moves under my skirt and between my legs, finding it already wet and waiting. His fingers opt to lightly brush over it, coming to rest on both sides as he slowly spreads it open. As if it could cry, I feel a tear leave it as I nod again. He slowly taps my needy, angry clit with his middle finger, reminding it of its owned status.

"Maybe this cunt deserves a reward for being so good." He floats. "There's twenty minutes left to this movie, want to make another bet?"

"What kind of bet?" I question, a little more suspicious this time.

"Double or nothing. If you can make me come before the credits roll, I'll consider your mouth sufficiently trained. If you can't, I can only assume you need more practice, and two more days dedicated to it." He proposes moving his finger around my clit, reminding me of what I could have if I earned it. Alex did already come today, but I still think I could make it happen again in twenty minutes, especially given my recent practice.

"You're on." I say determined.

"With one small catch." He adds. "I did mention you deserve a reward for being so good." Alex gets off the bed and heads to the dresser, pulling something out of it. It's my remote-controlled egg vibrator. "But you'll have to show me you can focus."

I stare at the vibrator in his hand, knowing what it can do. Those twenty minutes just became a little more doubtful, and my head is starting to have its reservations, but my aching slit is seeming to make the decisions lately. I nod, praying I'm not making another mistake.

"Good girl." He affirms as he moves back onto the bed and on top of me, his forearms on either side of my head. He asks if I'm sure and I nod again. He smiles, and moves lower, kissing my body on the way to my skirt, pulling it off me in one swift motion. I gasp as he pushes the egg vibrator in embarrassingly easily. His fingers find my clit, poking out and hard from all the recent denial. Taking it between his thumb and index, he looks up at me and says "Not that it needs it." Before letting some spit fall onto the deprived nerve and slowly rubbing it in. I squirm under him as he takes his fingers off and moves back to where he was lying before. He picks up his phone, and I know what app he's opening. I kneel next to him and throw my hair over one side.

"You ready?" He asks, setting the phone down and picking up the TV remote. I nod one last time before he presses play on both the movie and the app. I shiver, but can tell it's on its lowest setting. I'm almost grateful because anything more would make this nearly impossible. I pull down his sweats, revealing his hard cock just as ready as if it didn't get frequently serviced by me on a daily basis. I take a moment to admire it before remembering the clock is ticking, enveloping it in my open mouth. My own eyes being closed and focused on the task, I can only imagine what Alex's view is; his chaste girlfriend, hungrily and devoutly bobbing up and down on his cock while the final scenes of a movie play out in the background. I peek out and open an eye slightly, seeing him continuing to watch the movie almost as if nothing was happening. I remind myself of the bet we made and that he's probably trying his best to ignore me, but I won't let him. The thought makes me more determined to win, and I focus my efforts. Noticing this, he picks up his phone and ratchets up the intensity of the vibrator. This forces my mouth to come up in a moan as I look over my shoulder. Turning back I lock eyes with him, my eyelids low. Keeping eye contact and my mouth open, I slowly lick upwards from the base before getting to the tip and seeing his eyes close. I close mine as well and despite his distracted facade, I hear him groan proving my efforts aren't in vain as I resume my work wholeheartedly.

I get lost in the process as he increases the intensity one more time, using it as a tool to try and drag this out longer, but I'm adamant. I respond to his challenge by forcing him even deeper down my throat, deciding to keep my head there. It makes my throat ache, but I'm rewarded by him groaning again and setting down the phone. Trying to keep the same depth, I resume earning the same pleasure he's actively getting from me. I want to earn it. Even though it's a cruel game, I want to play.

I realize Alex is right, and that the recent practice I've been getting is paying off as I feel him start to tense up. I also start to hear what sounds like the movie's conclusion and realize I don't have much time. I go as deep as I can before feeling explodes in between my own legs, the vibrator working against me as he increases the intensity one last time. I come up for air and groan loudly, my pussy more sensitive than usual and begging to come. I try regaining my composure while keeping one hand moving on his cock as I don't want to lose any progress.

"Luna..." Alex whispers, breathing heavily, and I look up at him. He glances towards the TV, where I turn around to see the credits rolling. Fuck.

"...it looks like you need more training to properly focus." He says as he turns off the vibrator, gets off the bed and heads to the dresser again.

"That wasn't fair." I protest.

"What part wasn't? You knew the rules." He knows what he did, but technically, he's right again. I open my mouth for another retort, but none come out.

"If you can't can't bother focusing on the task at hand, then it looks like I'll have to force you to focus." He says as he holds up my leather handcuffs from the dresser. I stare at them as he moves back to the bed. He motions for me to come to him and I shuffle over, looking up into his eyes. He bends down to kiss me, slowly moving my hands behind my back and attaching the handcuffs. After they're firmly attached, I try wiggling out of them, testing their strength, despite already knowing they'll be on until he releases me. He laughs before pulling me towards him for one last kiss. As he pulls away he lowers me down so that I'm lying on my stomach. Getting off the bed, he circles it and gets behind me, feeling my dripping cunt with his curious fingers. Dipping them inside, I let out a moan as he withdraws the vibrator. Putting it aside, his hands return to exploring my more than willing hole, and I hike up my legs hoping he's changed his mind. Patting it forcefully before pulling my legs flat again, he gets on top of me to whisper into the back of my ear: "I love you when you're like this, it's so fucking hot." while biting down on my earlobe. I moan again under him before he climbs off to stand in front of me. He's still hard and right in front of my face.

"You know how I knew it'd be the lawyer?" He asks me.

"You can see the future?" I gist looking up at him, still not knowing how he possibly could've guessed it right. He takes hold of the back of my head.

"I've already watched the movie."

...

I open my mouth in disbelief. He takes the opportunity to slide his cock down my throat again, taking the initiative to silence any protest I might've had. I look up at him through furrowed brows but know there's nothing I can do now. If it's even possible, the unfairness of it all turns me on even more.

"Hopefully this teaches you how to focus, slut." He adds, having his way with me. One thing this IS teaching me is to not take any bets I'm not absolutely certain of. As he uses my face for his pleasure, I imagine him behind me instead, fucking my desperately denied pussy. It's only two more days, I tell myself. I can handle that. It's also getting easier to handle Alex, so at least it's paying off. I only wish that was more true now as he fucks my throat like his own personal toy. Holding my hair in his hands, what would've made me gag now accepts him, and I try my best to receive his supposed lesson, focusing on taking his cock fully. It isn't long before he erupts down my throat, pushing his cock in as far as it will go. I manage to choke down what he gives me as he stands above me, savoring the moment. He starts withdrawing himself before I've gotten it all, and I keep my mouth open. Holding his cock just out of reach, I extend my tongue so that he can massage the last remaining drops onto it.

"What do you say?" He asks expectantly.

"Thank you sir." I answer after I swallow the final drops.

"For what?" He questions.

"For teaching me how to focus." I maintain, my eyes not leaving his cock, which I hope helps prove my sincerity.

"Good girl." Alex says again as he bends down, wiping away any extra spit around my lips. "I'm so proud of you. You take it so well now."

I blush, a smile coming to my face from the compliment. He reaches behind me, unclipping the handcuffs. My progress is undeniable, despite me being, well, pretty denied. My cunt aches for him just as much as my throat now does. Luckily, both are relaxing and I'm getting tired. He carefully slides the handcuffs off behind me, putting them on the nightstand before spooning me from behind. Tonight might've been rough, but I wouldn't have it any other way. We say goodnight to each other as I drift off to sleep with another smile.