Deal Or No Deal Pt 05

This is part 5 of the sequel to The Challenge. If you haven't read parts 1 - 4 yet, you might want to check it out!

In this chapter, Roxy moves into the final section of her game, will she hold on to the end?

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Roxy pauses then re-asserts herself. "Um, how about the age of the person writing the forfeits? Fourteen."

Michael raises an eyebrow, but then smiles. "Excellent, let's see what's in case fourteen."

Tammy walks on and points her curvy bum at the camera before bending over and wiggling it as she stretches to get the briefcase. She retrieves it then puts it down on the counter, before leaning forward to squish her boobs onto it - then flicks the catches and looks up at Michael.

Michael slaps her ass hard making her yelp and then moan. "MMMM yes Daddy."

"Open the case, girl, before your fat tits crush it"

When she lifts it, there's a cheer from the canned audience as the 100 is revealed.

"Nicely done, Roxy... As you sit there, naked, with a tattoo that says 'TitSlut' on you, and cum inside every hole - the good news is the least you can leave with today is now 250!"

Roxy raises her eyebrow at Michael.

"Only a few money cases left. That's got to push up your next offer. 50/50 chance of getting 50,000 or more in the next offer at the moment! 3 more money cases in the next five. I wonder if we'll finish before we find all the forfeits? OK. Let's get the next case! "

"Get case 24. It was my lucky number so I was avoiding it, but I just realised that's all total bullshit. " instructs Roxy.

Lisa walks in and Roxy blushes again, just seeing her. She is now dressed in knee-length high heel boots making her nearly 6 foot tall. Her perky tits have a small chain between her nipples, A tiny cincher is around her waist. Somehow the clothes serve to make her seem more nude, certainly more erotically charged - at least in Roxy's view.

"Oh god I want her to kiss me again." thinks Roxy, before shaking the thought away. "I'm not a lesbian for fuck's sake. Stay on the game."

Meanwhile Lisa puts the case on the table and flicks open the clasps, then steps to the side to stand next to Roxy. The camera is framed on Roxy's torso so only Michael can see Lisa stroking Roxy's leg and upper thigh, then squeezing her bum.

Another, familiar sound as the mock audience applauds and cheers, when Michael lifts the lid on 250.

Even Michael seems surprised, even a little impressed at this point. Roxy is hesitant but hopeful.

"One more case, before potentially the recovery of the century. OH! No high value cases in the last nine chosen! With all of your slutty behaviour Roxy I'd not counted them up! But you're so close now. Just one more case and you might get away with this and even walk away with some pocket money. "

Michael pauses for dramatic effect, taking the time to look at the ruined busty girl in front of him. Maybe he'll ask the new owner to get some time with her for himself. Whenever he thought of who the new owner was, it made him chuckle. Still, she might actually make it out of this after all. By his calculation she was around 50,000 for a fair offer with what she had left. Hmmm yes.

"So let's take a look at the amounts you have left; 1000,50000,100000 - plus two forfeits of course! But we know YOUR case doesn't have the forfeit, so that means there's two forfeits and two cash values. I'll be sad if you finish early, and we don't get to see you perform all the forfeits! Look at the case in front of you. Touch it. Just think - right now you could be holding the 100,000. Your next offer should be pretty good! What if you accept an offer, pay off your owner, then find out you had the 100,000? "

Meanwhile, though Lisa has departed, Emily has walked in - now dressed with a pleated skirt, white socks, and high heels, plus some fake glasses - in what is clearly not a school uniform! She surprises Roxy but Michael seemed ready.

"Hi Michael, I just wanted to let you know that the intro video is one of our most popular videos ever, with 100,000 views already! Many have pre-paid for the video of Roxy's game too! Clever to advertise that at the end of the check-in video. Roxy Harmon, you're so very famous! Just don't read the comments on the site... *giggle*"

She steps close to Michael, and strokes his groin, which the usually implacable Michael is now visibly aroused, and obviously quite well endowed after all. Maybe it IS 8 inches, like he hinted earlier. "Pathetic, Michael - turned on by a cliched schoolgirl outfit?" spits Roxy.

"Ha. Emily IS cute, but I've seen her before. I'm actually enjoying the idea of how much more successful your new video is. With that success it'll automatically be on the front of our websites. THAT is what's turning me on. So many people have seen you bent over. And so many more are going to see everything you've done today." His tone is ice-cold, even while Emily continues to attend to his engorgement. Once again, like someone changed the channel, his smiling face returns along with a sunny tone - another edit point perhaps?

"Well done Roxy! Let's make the final choice for this round and see how you do with the recovery of the year! Our first show is going so well!"

Roxy looks like she's refusing to engage, but then says just one word. "Five".

Unphased, and ever the professional, the MC continues to bubble enthusiasm. "Great choice! Go get that case Emily!" then he slaps her on the bum as she turns to collect it. She squeaks and giggles again then struts over to get case number 5. Roxy and Michael watch her wiggle her bum in the indecently short skirt as she collects it from the pedestal. Her eyes flick back to Michael's crotch and she notices that despite his earlier claims, Emily is clearly having an effect on his large, engorged, cock. As Emily brings the case back in one hand, her other lifts the hem of her skirt and her hand dips between her legs.

"Naughty Emily!" scolds Michael, "Concentrate on your job!"

"I'm sorry Sir, I'm just so eager to see Roxy be a slut again. I'm hoping this is a forfeit! She looks so pretty when she cums!" says Emily, she kneels on the floor next to the pedestal without removing her fingers.

"She's a natural slut, isn't she? OK. Let's open this case up."

Emily is moaning a little next to Roxy, and Michael seems distracted. Emily is obviously not going to open the case, so Michael moves off the stool to do it standing in front Emily with his cock straining the material. Emily opens her eyes, and presented with such a sight, she immediately reaches out and unzips him, to pull out the large cock. Roxy cannot take her eyes off the incredibly thick, long cock she sees in front of her for only a moment before it disappears into Emily's mouth. Michael puts one hand on Emily's head and flips open the latches on the briefcase with the other.

Roxy's focus should be on the case, but instead she's watching the petite girl expertly slurping on one big, fat cock. Her throat is visibly stretching as she pushes her head all the way down the shaft, and her own urge to touch herself is so strong. Emily's fingers are a blur between her own legs and Roxy bites her lip just watching it. She can't help imagine her own mouth on that. Or instead watching Lisa swallow it. Maybe Emily, Roxy, and Lisa could all share it and make out and then he could cum over their f....

Wait. Why is everyone making that noise.

Reality crashes back in and Roxy looks at the now open case.

A five, followed by four zeroes stare back at her, echoing the "oooo" coming from the canned audience. No - the audience in the room are loud enough this time.

"Oh dear Roxy!" says a surprisingly calm Michael, as Emily bobs on his engorged member like a pro. "Well, that's official - you're down to a 50/50 chance of getting 100,000 in that case in front of you!"

Roxy looks shocked, and scared.

"If the Wanker is fair, he has to offer you at least 50,000! You could have 100,000 there. The minimum you have is 1000!"

He pauses, grinning. "Looks like we'll be getting that show fee back from you, after all, TitSlut."

"Let's see what The Wanker has to say when he.... ah there he is!"

Emily has been administering her devotion to him the whole time, although even she has had to slow down. There's a small puddle below her and her fingers are slick. The phone vibrates loudly on the desk, and Michael answers it.

"Well hello there....*laugh* yes, I am getting my cock sucked right now. Really? OK. I'll send her up once she's finished here! OK.... ok... OH. Really? And you want me to say that? Well, ok then!"

He puts the phone down and says "The Wanker wants you to know that a fair offer would be between 50 and 60 grand. There's a fifty fifty chance you have 100,000 there and he should try and tempt you away from it to avoid the loss."

Roxy says "OK Deal...." but Michael holds up his hand.

"I haven't finished."

He pulls his cock out of Emily's mouth and slaps it against her face once, then says "Go see The Wanker, Emily. He'll give you 'dinner'. Ha, a BJ for...ah well anyway.". Michael laughs at an apparent joke only he understands. Emily looks disappointed but does as she's told.

He laughs as she sashays away, then looks down to see his cock still hanging out. "Put this away for me, won't you?", says Michael to Roxy.

Roxy looks down, and has no reason to do as he's asked. But - she wonders exactly what that thick cock would feel like in her hands, even semi-hard like it is now. She could argue, she could refuse.

Instead she stands up and leans forward, takes it in her hand and slips it quickly back inside - but not before she feels it throb and stiffen. She glances up and sees Michael looking at her and feels like nothing but a piece of meat. And blushes as she feels her pussy twitch and clench at the thought.

"OK, where were we? Ah yes. A FAIR offer would be between 50 and 60 grand. If you win the 100,000 we'll be in big trouble. But he doesn't think you'll win. In fact, he thinks you're a loser. In fact he's so sure you're a loser he's going to offer you - this is his choice, not mine, - 25,000 for that case you're holding. He dares you to play on. SO Roxy, 25,000 Deal Or N..."

"NO DEAL. What a.... WANKER!"

"Quite, Roxy. " he laughs. "But are you sure? That's the last offer you'll get for your box. I mean, your briefcase. HA. Deal or No Deal, TitSlut?"

"No deal." she whispers, resolutely.

"OK! So we're in quite a situation. There's only 1 cash value left, and it's either 1000 or 100,000. But there's also 2 forfeits. Likelihood is we'll get at least one forfeit. I can't wait to see what happens! It's exciting, isn't it loser? Sorry I mean slut. I mean Roxy. "

"Next case, wanker?" she asks.

"I'm not The Wanker, Roxy - I'm Michael. Are you losing your mind already?"

"Oh you're not The Wanker, but you're still a wanker, Michael. Next case?"

"Well yes let's get to it! You have 3 cases left, 9, 16, and 19 - plus good old briefcase 20 that's been sat with you this whole time. My bet is that there's 100,000 in there, but The Wanker thinks you're a loser. What do YOU think Roxy?"

"I think you should get one of those sluts to get me case nineteen next. "

"Oh, you think we should make a slut go get case nineteen?"

"Yes" said Roxy, looking a little combative and full of (false) confidence.

"OK. I think you're right. " grins Michael.

Short pause.

"Go get nineteen, TitSlut."

Roxy blinks and stares at Michael before asking, "What?"

"You're clearly dumb enough to be a slut. You're sat naked on a chair, with cameras recording, with cum dribbling out of every hole. Sounds like a slut. And you just told me only sluts can get briefcases."

Michael's smile remains, and his face doesn't seem to change, but Roxy sees it - FEELS it turn icy cold.

Hopping off the chair, and inadvertently bouncing her tits and ass as she does, she walks over to briefcase nineteen, the heels she's still wearing emphasising the wiggle even against her best efforts. She reaches out, and in stark contrast to the elegance of the glamour girls, she hoists the case and swings it around to bring it back to the table.

"Would you unlock it for us, my dear?" says Michael, before Roxy can sit down.

She sighs, and reaches over to unlock each clasp, her breasts pressing against the top of the case as she stretches over it.

"Let's see what you brought yourself, shall we?"

No sooner has he finished the sentence than he flipped it open, to another confetti shower.

As the confetti clears, one word is on the expected sign "Glorious!"

"Oh god, I know the childish sense of humour now. This is a GLORY HOLE?" guesses Roxy as Michael peels off the card to read the back.

"....AWWH you spoiled the surprise." mocked Michael. "Oh well, I'm sure it'll still be a lot of fun."

Behind them the studio is being transformed - two large walls with a few strategically placed holes dominates the space, with a toilet and seat at one end. A curtain surrounds the area behind the wall obscuring whoever is back there from view - though Roxy is sure they'll get at least part of their body displayed very soon.

"Don't worry Roxy, this'll take a minute - we'll edit out the delay in the video. The magic of TV, eh?"

Pausing to let Roxy take it all in, Michael reminds her of the rules. "Don't forget, Roxy. You don't have to do this - you can say no at any time and end the game, but you'd win nothing. "

This is said quietly, and seems to be purely for Roxy's benefit: "Remind me I don't have a choice, then make it seem like I do it eagerly for the audience at home - I get it. "

"Not as dumb as you look, are you?" sneers Michael, before the familiar channel-switch dances across his face. "OK Let's see what we have here! So, Roxy, your GLORIOUS future, as you may have noticed the wall and you have something in common! You both have 3 holes, that very soon will have a dick in them. That's right! Very soon 3 lucky guys will put their cocks through the wall, and your challenge is to empty the balls of each of them, one per hole. Not a drop may be wasted!"

"But, whose cocks are they?" enquires Roxy.

Michael doesn't reply, just raises an eyebrow.

"You have 20 minutes, starting from when the first cock pops through. Don't worry though, the girls are helping get things.... started. Are you there girls?"

The muffled sounds of 3 girls shouting with their mouths full comes from behind the wall. Roxy can't help but giggle, though that quickly ends as she thinks about her immediate future.

"Go sit on your seat and we'll see what happens."

As she sits down on the toilet, the hole to her left spits out a tongue that lengthens into a long cock. Whilst it is clearly very hard, it isn't particularly long but Roxy knows what's expected and reaches out to stroke it. As she touches it, it jerks and there's a gasp from behind the wall. Roxy realises this isn't a professional, and that means it might not take as much effort to cum as she thought. She strokes the length and kisses the tip.

"It looks like Roxy's decided to take this load in her throat", observes Michael taking on the role of commentator. "I guess she can't resist swallowing the first cock she sees?"

She does her best to put his words out of his mind as she takes his meagre length into her mouth. He's already throbbing in her mouth as she bobs rapidly on his meat. He's definitely about ready to blow, she can hear him breathing.

"Yes, Roxy. Take my cock. Take it you slut!" says a voice from behind the wall.

Wait a minute, that voice sounded familiar...

Meanwhile Michael seems to be aware too, "Oh it looks like her practiced cock sucking technique is going to pay off with an early victory in her mouth! Don't forget to not spill a drop, Roxy!" he calls out.

Tammy steps out from behind the wall, her role in this forfeit seemingly over. She's wearing nothing now, except bright red heels and bright red, now smeared, lipstick. She looks over to Roxy and kneels behind her to offer encouragement, the camera moving to focus on those two large asses knelt next to each other, as another camera closes in on Roxy's tits swaying as she fucks her own throat with that cock. Tammy fondles Roxy's ass and strokes her back as she gags, before Tammy's hand moves up to 'help' Roxy pushing her deeper onto the cock. Meanwhile Tammy's other hand is groping Roxy's ample chest.

Roxy's mind is elsewhere though, the voice sounded so familiar. Even as she slurps and sucks on that cock she can't help but try and place it. Maybe it's one of the interns she met when she came onboard the boat?

"OH yes, Roxy. You're such a whore. A professional slut! Oh GOD OH GOD."

Suddenly, Roxy realises why it's so familiar a voice.

"BARRY?" It's the IT guy from the office before she got fired!

She recoils in horror at the idea and pulls her head back, but her timing couldn't be worse as that cock in front of her cums. And boy it cums HARD. Her mouth is still opened in shock and surprise - which is where a significant portion of Barry's climax ends up, but her face catches some too which drips on to her tits.

"Oh dear Roxy! Don't forget you can't spill a drop, got to swallow it all or you fail! "

Roxy blushes as she recovers from the unexpected face blast from Barry, her stomach turning as she remembers his sweaty polyester tshirts. She swallows and tries not to gag. Michael seems amused by her revulsion, but points at her face. She wipes a finger across her cheek, collecting the rest of the cum from her face, sucking her finger she struggles not to gag but the humiliation of the moment feels... different.

"There, is that better, Michael?"

Michael shakes his head, and points at Roxy's right breast where a large glob of Barry's cum still rests. Tammy leans forward but Michael calls out to stop her. "Let her get it herself, Tammy!"

Roxy looks down, cups her breast in her hand and pulls it up to suck it clean, lapping at the breast flesh and sucking her own nipple clean. Her knees push together and she lets out a little moan.

"Well done Roxy, only 4 minutes gone - but don't forget to clean him up" and he points at the now semi-flacid cock. "EVERY drop, don't forget". Roxy looks disgusted as she pictures Barry's grinning expression behind the wall, but still does her best to lick and suck the cum off that shrinking cock. As she's finishing, another cock pokes through the second hole... she immediately recognises her manager from the pub. She's seen that cock so often, but made a point to jerk or suck it and never fucked him. She can do it again.

Shooting dagger-eyes at Michael, she drops to her knees and sighs then reaches out and strokes the cock. As she begins wordlessly sucking again, Michael chuckles to himself. Roxy ignores him, then notices a strange red smear on his fat but stubby cock. At that moment Lisa walks around the wall having been keeping that cock warmed up behind the scenes. She winks at Roxy wiping her lips - which are the exact same shade of red that's smeared all over the cock.

"Doesn't he taste funny, TitSlut?" enquires the busty blond quietly as she kneels next to Roxy.

"Yeah, but..... he cums...... quickly from..... blow..... jobs!" replies Roxy, between slurps.

Michael giggles again.

Roxy stops entirely now, eliciting a whimper from behind the wall, before looking at Michael to enquire "WHAT?"

"You forgot the rules, TitSlut. 3 holes, for 3 holes..." reminds Michael.

Roxy looks blank for a moment before realisation and then dread wash over her face like a tidal wave over a breakwater.

She pulls the cock out of her mouth and looks at it. He's begged her repeatedly for sex and the idea always turned her stomach. Now she either loses, and goes home... no. She doesn't go home - she becomes a slave! Fuck. She has to stick this horrible cock inside her.