This is part 2 of the sequel to The Challenge. If you haven't read part 1 yet, you might want to check it out!
This chapter gets a little bit more saucy so stay tuned, and stay hard!
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Roxy steps out onto a posh marina next to a ramp that leads down to a large yacht. Michael appears at the bottom of the ramp, as if by magic, and calls out "Roxanne, so good to see you - please come aboard, we're ready for you! "
A hand appears from nowhere and takes her bag as she steps onto the ramp and walks down towards Michael.
"Well, hello Michael. " said Roxanne, recovering her composure.
He put his arm around her waist, and escorted her onto the yacht.
"Just a few things to get out of the way, before we start filming in about 2 hours. There's a buffet around here somewhere too, so do make sure to eat."
Roxy was wary, but went anyway.
The following two hours was a whirl of different rooms, and make up and wardrobe people adjusting her outfit, and legal and medical checkups and of course a good chance to eat. At the end of the whirlwind Roxy found herself in a familiar situation sat in front of a camera with some bright lights making it impossible to tell what was beyond. What was different this time was she was dressed in a fantastic blue dress, hair and make-up perfect, and sat on a very nice tall stool.
So far, so good.
The best part of the briefing had been where they explained that this took several hours but no one has the attention for that whilst watching online, so they'd be recording it and only putting it online once it was edited, and quite often they don't bother if the ending isn't interesting, i.e. if the contestant loses the money. So maybe she does a few embarrassing things, but she's already done that and not for the chance of 250 grand!!
Michael has started his introduction, ok we're filming I guess?
".... amounts from 1c to 250,000 as you might expect - 8 low and 8 high. One of those boxes is in front of the contestant right now, in their briefcase - they can walk away with it at the end of the show, or take a deal to leave it behind. But before then they'll open 23 boxes... those who can count will notice that's 8 more briefcases. In those extras are forfeits that hold no value, but those forfeits must be completed in the time allotted to continue the game. And those forfeits are.... spicy. "
Michael grins wickedly.
"Are we ready to play? Let's go meet our contestant!"
The cameras swing around to Roxy on her chair in concert with the lights. She blinks a little and smiles.
"Introduce yourself to our audience at home?"
"Um... my name is... Roxy and I'm a barmaid. I'm 32, uh..." says Roxy.
"Are you sure that's your name? I thought it was Ti... oh well never mind!" teases Michael, "Have you read the rules? ALL the rules?"
"This time I have, yes" replied Roxy, trying to sound strong.
"This time? Ha ha... I guess some of our viewers might recognise you from last time. Any last questions?"
"Yes - what are the forfeits?"
"OH! That's a surprise, we'll find out soon enough I think! LET'S PLAY!".
Michael sounds almost hungry as he says that last phrase.
"We need to open 4 briefcases to start, let's get going! So - you have randomly chosen briefcase 20. You'll get to keep the content if you don't deal early. But in the meantime, what's your first number Roxy?"
"Lucky number 7 to begin with?" Roxy asks nervously.
Fanfare music plays in the background and the spotlight in the ceiling moves to table at the back with the other briefcases. Roxy is shocked when the expected male assistant is actually a slim blond girl wearing a small mask, heels, and not much else walks on. She bends over ostentatiously, bum towards the camera, then straightens holding the briefcase with a 7 marked on the side. The model walks down towards Michael then places it on his small table and spins it around before she clicks both releases and steps back to stand there. He perky C cup breasts and even tan are a little distracting for Roxy, though obviously not the first she's seen - they are one of the firmest pairs.
Michael reaches forward and lifts the lid to reveal a sticker card that says 500.
"What a good start, Roxy! 500, that's a pretty low amount, well that's discarded."
On cue, the lid is closed, and locked and the girl walks away with the case off the stage.
Roxy chooses box 15 next, and the girl repeats the actions to show a single coin and "1" on the card.
"WOW - well done Roxy, another great choice. What's next?"
Getting braver and more relaxed Roxy seems to ponder it, as if there's an element of skill rather than luck and then says "Let's go for 12!"
This time a brunette arrives with a tiny waist, and no more than an B cup but a very mesmerising wiggle to a large ass that looks even larger with her tiny waist by comparison. She's wearing one more item than the others, a little necklace with an "A" on it. She brings over the number 12 case and bends over in front of Roxy to put the case down, then walks around the front to unclip each clasp of the briefcase as she goes past. Michael slaps her bum playfully as she steps past him, then he flips it open to reveal a card that reads 5000.
Roxy looks disheartened but Michael celebrates "No that's good, it's a low value really. Compared to the 250,000 top amount! This is a great round for you, Rox. And no forfeits!"
Roxy had forgotten about them and still had no idea what they'd involve.
"OK. Last choice before we get a call from Wanker (like the banker, only... a total wanker) with his offer. Make it a good one Roxy."
Roxy is slightly regretting introducing herself with her real name, but too late now.
"Let's get the unlucky one out of the way, Michael" she says coyly with a false air of confidence. "Case 13!"
Roxy looks at the camera and is starting to build confidence.
A curvy redhead with pale skin walks on in sparkly heels. Unlike the previous girls she's obviously shaved smooth, possibly even waxed. Her makeup is subtle apart from bright red lipstick. She brings the briefcase over and leans forward to rest her ample chest on the case whilst she releases the two clasps.
"Before we open this, I have to say our girl's tits her are almost as big as yours Roxy. How big are yours? Tell us."
Roxy blushes but says "I think you know, I'm a G cup.".
"OH yes of course, TitSlut."
