The night started off like any other for Jake. He and his buddies were out at the local bar, drinking and trying to pick up girls. Jake swaggered into the bar with an air of confidence, his head held high and a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. He surveyed the room, his eyes scanning over the women in tight dresses and high heels. He knew he could have any of them if he wanted to. He had spent the last few years honing his skills in the art of seduction, and he was damn good at it.
Jake wasn't a professional athlete but he could pass as an amateur model. He stood comfortably at just over 6' tall and had a well toned body. Jake sported trim brown hair and a modest scruff. He was starting his last semester of grad school.
As he made his way to the bar, he caught the eye of a few women who smiled at him and batted their eyelashes. He grinned back at them, enjoying the attention. He ordered a drink and leaned against the bar, surveying the crowd once again.
Jake was in his element. He had always been good at getting what he wanted, whether it was good grades, a promotion, or a woman in his bed. During his 5 years on campus, Jake had every girl he fancied wrapping their legs around him at some point or another. He was used to having his way, and he liked it that way.
As he took a sip of his drink, he spotted a group of women in a booth in the corner of the room. They were all laughing and having a good time, and one of them caught his eye. She was beautiful, with long hair and a confident smile.
She was a stunning blonde with a fit body and supple curves. She was more than a head shorter than him but she had a sharp look and a commanding presence. Her name was Sarah, and Jake was immediately drawn to her. He knew he had to have her.
Sarah walked up to order another drink. Jake sauntered up to Sarah and leaned against the bar, giving her his best charming smile.
"Hey there, gorgeous," he said. "Can I buy you a drink?"
Sarah looked him up and down, unimpressed.
"I don't need a drink from you," she said coolly. "But if you're looking for some company, I could use a good laugh."
Jake raised an eyebrow. "A good laugh, huh? And why's that?"
"Because I'm about to beat you at a game of Mario Kart," Sarah said, nodding toward the television in the corner of the bar. "And I think that's going to be pretty funny."
Jake scoffed. "You really think you can beat me at Mario Kart? I've been playing that game since I was a kid."
"You think you're so hot, don't you?" she said, a slight grin on her lips. "I bet you couldn't handle me if I really tried to beat you."
Jake scoffed. "Please, I could handle anything you throw at me."
Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Well, I'm willing to bet on it. If I win the set, I'll make you beg for mercy in front of my sorority, you'll do whatever I say for everyone to see. And if you win?"
Jake grinned, thinking he had this in the bag. "You'll be my on demand slut for the rest of the semester."
Sarah laughed. "Deal."
And with that, the two of them sat down to play.
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The next thing Jake knew, he was standing in front of Sarah's sorority house, stripped down to his boxers and blindfolded. He could hear the sound of the girls giggling and whispering as Sarah led him into the living room. He faintly recognized some of the shrieks and squeals from his previous conquests.
Sarah had effortlessly drifted her way into first place on every track. After his stunning defeat Sarah took his number and told him to keep an eye out for her text. Sure enough, 2 days later he got a message detailing a time and a place. Jake felt like an idiot when he recalled trying to go easy on her during the first lap.
Suddenly his blindfold was ripped off and he saw what looked like the entire chapter hanging around the room. He vaguely recognized some of the faces from his encounters in the past. Jake didn't have much time to take in his surroundings as Sarah walked up to him.
Sarah had always been a confident young woman, but the bet she had made with Jake had brought out a whole new side of her. As she watched him standing nervously in front of her and her sorority sisters, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement and power.
Sarah was aware of Jake even before he spoke to her at the bar. It was a small campus and she had heard stories about Jake from her sisters and friends. She was tipsy when she made the deal but she didn't waste any time after winning. She knew that she had won the bet fair and square, and she was determined to make Jake pay for his cockiness.
With a mischievous smile, Sarah started to slowly undress in front of her captive. She could feel Jake's eyes on her as she revealed more and more of her body, and she relished in the attention. As she reached the final layer, she stood before Jake in nothing but her lacy black lingerie, feeling powerful and seductive.
"Get on your knees," she commanded, and Jake hesitated for a moment before reluctantly obeying. Sarah could see the uncertainty in his eyes, but it only made her more excited. She reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at her.
"You lost the bet, Jake. And now, you're going to pay for it."
Sarah took a step back and looked at Jake, admiring the way he looked on his knees before her. She could feel a rush of power coursing through her as she slowly unzipped a black leather bag, revealing an array of sex toys.
She selected a purple strap-on, securing it around her hips, the feeling of the leather against her skin making her shiver with anticipation. She walked back over to Jake, her hips swaying seductively. She could see the fear in his eyes, but she also saw something else -- a hint of excitement, a willingness to submit.
