The bet
While Jason was working on the most horrid writing exercise of his entire life with a cock pretty much dangling in front of his face and the taste of cum still strong in his mouth. Jessy was still busily working her tongue between Nyx's legs who was finally coming down from first orgasm. With her agreement to the bet Jessy hoped that her job eating the alternative looking woman's pussy would be done, but Nyx quickly burst that bubble. "Alright, for the bet, why doesn't slut one hop onto the table and rest a leg on each armrest. It should give me enough access to give this my best shot. Plus I don't want to be dragged away by this gorgeous bitch's eager tongue. Why choose one or the other if you can get the best of both worlds right?" Nyx moaned and chuckled out as she casually shoved her plate aside and leaned back a little to make room for slut.
"That sounds like an excellent idea! I can only approve giving you the best possible shot, I'm certain I'll win anyways. By all means keep on enjoying Cunny's tongue as well a teaser of what you get to take home in case you win. Slut one, go hop onto the table and present your pussy to Nyx, you have my permission to cum as many times as you want so don't hold back because you want me to win that bet." Bernice instructed with a wide grin while Jessy still had her face buried into Nyx's pussy, looking up a little nervously, only to shudder slightly when Nyx looked down on her, clearly eyeing her up as a potential price in this twisted bet. It was horribly demeaning yet she kept putting her all towards eating this woman's pussy, knowing things could get even worse if she didn't please her owner's guests. That didn't take away from the degradation of encouraging a woman she absolutely didn't want to win. She had no choice but to count on her owner's confidence and Slut's twisted disgusting hangup regarding her orgasms.
Unlike her Jessy couldn't see the slightest sign of slut taking issue with what Bernice was saying. She just instantly moved to do as she was told and that was that. Slut two who she was unaware was her mom had no choice but to tag along, although from Jessy's perspective she couldn't help but feel like slut two was just as bad and perverted as slut one. Why else would she have shown up here? In her mind she was the only unwilling participant, yet there was nothing she could do about it. Instead she had to live with he same that to every outsider she would look like an equally perverted and eager participant, and in a sense she was as she was really trying to earn her own desperately needed orgasm. Like this or not, she was incredibly horny and wet despite everything.
Before slut could reach Nyx's side however Elisabeth grabbed her arm. "Hold on one second slut, your serving tray is still stuck to your collar, let me fix that real quick and keep it company while you go and enjoy an orgasm brought by my Nyx's wonderful tongue. We wouldn't want the tray to fall when you suddenly go lay down on that table now would we?" Elisabeth grinned as she quickly reached up to slut's collar to unclip the short length of chain connecting Rose's collar to hers before sending Madison off to Nyx with a firm pat on her exposed ass. Underneath her dark latex hood Rose was glad that someone was looking out for her. She couldn't help but feel relieved that she didn't have to be part of this twisted bet unlike Bernice's other toys, not knowing that her daughter was one of them or she would have been anything but relieved. On top of that she was also relieved over Elisabeth's intervention, she couldn't really see the potential danger of falling completely blinded as she was, but she did trust Elisabeth's assessment that it might have ended painfully for her if she hadn't intervened. She really didn't like being further objectified from slut to tray, but there was nothing to be done about that.
Rose soon found out that she had ended up feeling relieved to soon, as the moment her collar was disconnected she was yanked backwards. The ballet heels offered no real way for her to keep stable and with her arms bound behind her back there was no way to flail or break her fall. Her heart skipped a beat as she feared she would seriously hurt herself. The loud shriek she let out in response barely made a peep with her mouth stuffed full of panties and a ball gag. Luckily things didn't end up going quite as bad as she had feared as instead of falling all the way down she landed in a lap, probably Elisabeth's as there was no one else around she guessed. Rose could feel arms quickly wrapping around her torso, pulling her in closer to the person who had just pulled her back.
"There we go miss serving tray, I've got you. I bet you're pretty jealous of your fellow slut and you really should be. Nyx's tongue is absolutely amazing, and this view, it's incredibly hot! Guess you won't get to experience either though, but don't you worry, I'll keep you real close and I'll explain everything that's happening in detail. Plus I'll make you feel real good, not as good as Nyx's tongue, but well that's impossible. In any case I think you should count yourself very lucky to get any attention at all slut." Elisabeth grinned, speaking right where she saw Rose's ear roughly outlined underneath the latex. Meanwhile one of Elisabeth's hand went up to Rose's breast, squeezing it and playing with her nipple while the other hand went down between Rose's legs, forcing them apart only to start casually toying with Rose's pussy, having no qualms of shoving her fingers deep inside. Every action made Rose feel like she was owned, just a toy for entertainment and it stung. She might have been relieved before not to be involved in this bet, but now she didn't know what was worse, this or slut's position.