Room 812, August 2006.
Donna, the Poker-Whore.
Donna was traveling on business. She was known to be a confident young women, quite the confident sexy beautiful women. At just twenty eight she was a stunning woman that men craved. It was three years working, progressing in her career. Donna was a sales rep in business solutions. She had gotten a job with a large company soon after her college graduation.
After a long travel day Donna checked in to her hotel. Picked up her key card to her reserved room on the eighth floor, room eight twelve. She quickly headed to her room, put her carry-on on the counter, laid her nighty on the bed, slipped into her jeans skirt and a button down blouse with a cashmere sweater. After sorting through her papers she left her laptop on the desk before popping out for a late dinner.
Donna had a weakness, she loved to be challenged, gamble. There was a casino in town a twenty minute taxi ride away from her hotel. Donna decided perfect for a quick bite snd maybe a little gambling. After finishing a quick dinner she found herself joining five men at a table playing Texas Holdem. It was winner take all, $500 buy in. Why not?
Donna played on not getting too lucky but holding her own. Finally she luckily found herself left in the last two. Fighting on she had less than half the stack of what her remaining opponent had. Finally, she had a great hand and she wanted to win badly. Donna pushed all her chips to the middle trying not to smile.
"So Lady, that's all you got?" Her opponent asked.
"Yes. That's all." She answered.
"Well I'll go all in if you have something to add to the pot."
"We had a limit. What you see is it." She answered.
"Well how about this, side bet. You would be my date tonight if you lose."
"If I agree, interesting. I'm engaged, what type of woman do you think I am?" Donna answered with a laugh.
"The type willing to take a risk from time to time. Especially, if you think you're going to win." He offered.
"Right?" She answered seriously considering her hand.
"Well yes. I would enjoy time with a hot beautiful woman like you. Would be fun. I mean winning the pot and getting an all nighter with a sexy hot loser too." He answered teasing her.
"An all night date? And what would I need to bet to have you go all in too?" She asked considering his challenge.
"Your room key and your panties woman! That's how it works." He answered.
"You want me to bet my room key and panties, seriously?" She answered laughing.
"Yes woman. You wouldn't be the first or the last woman to bet her panties at a poker table. I would love it. A beautiful chick like you puts it on the line and bets her panties."
"My fiance would not approve." She suggested knowing any all night date would obviously likely mean having sex.
"Well, is he here? I don't think so. It's between you and I, the cards woman. Dare you woman, or are you scared you'll lose?" He asked confidently.
"Damn you?" Donna answered after a short deliberation pause considering the whole crazy challenge knowing she had a really good hand. She looked at him. If he was old or ugly, no way. But the guy wasn't too bad, making the challenge at least somewhat palatable.
"Go ahead. Put 'em on the table woman. With your hotel room key." He insisted one more time staring into her eyes with a subtle grin.
Donna realized it would be the ultimate crazy insane poker bet. This was poker at a whole different level with a person she didn't even know. She was excitedly nervous even considering betting her ass. She would be putting having sex on the poker table. Her panties were getting wet just thinking about it. It excited her, Donna loved a gamble, a risk.
Donna slowly went to her jacket pocket and grabbed her room key. Still in the hotel sleave she took it from her jacket pocket then slowly laid it on the table in front of her. "Alright, damn it." She answered then he watched as she pushed her chair back, bent over then reached down under her skirt. He could see her wiggle. She was going to do it. Donna slid her panties to her knees then down and off. "Oh my god." He whispered. "She's going to bet her ass!"
Holding her warm panties nervously excited, out of control Donna then spoke staring him down. "Here, my panties are on the table now its your turn. Push your chips into the pot." As she pushed her little whitees with the keycard on top to the center of the table into the chip pile.
A growing crowd of near twenty men and ten women were watching. Whispering could be hurd. Someone said, "Hope the slut loses." Another, "Beautiful, the cunt is pantyless. She bet her fucking ass!" Another, a woman, "Don't bet your ass woman! You're a whore if he wins."
"Interesting, very sexy panties girl. You are quite the sexy looker too." Her opponent answered with a smile while checking her out. Then he quickly slid all in. Words of "Yes!" Floated around the crowd watching.
"You've been called. Show your hand woman." Her opponent insisted. Donna deliberately laid down two aces to match the ace and pair of nines for a full house.
"Nice woman, very nice!" Then he flipped over one card. It was a nine. "I'll flip my other card over, but it would be real nice if you touched up your lipstick and undid the top two buttons on your blouse. Lets make it interesting for all our spectators."
"That wasn't part of the bet." She quickly answered.
"Oh come on woman, what's the harm? You already bet your ass! Tease us all."
Donna smiled playing along.
"Alright." She then did it. She touched up her lipstick all eyes on her, then popped her blouse buttons revealing some nice cleavage to the hooting around the table.
"Very nice!" He nodded as he gave a nasty smile. He then flipped over his last card. It was also a nine. Many in the crowd celebrated her loss. "Yes! The whore lost." Another, "The whore is so fucked."
Donna looked on in total shocked. She had lost. She watched her opponent as he pulled the chips, dragging her panties, and her hotel roomkey his way. "Looks like I'm gonna have an all nighter with a beautiful pantyless poker-whore. Gonna be glorious."
Dumbfounded Donna sat stunned, then she whispered, "Going to the ladies, alright!"
"Don't run off. Yes, meet me at the bar." He insisted, she nodded back. Donna pushed throuh the crowd then walked briskly to the ladies room. She asked herself, "What have I done?" While staring into the mirror seeing what a loser she was.
A woman entered the Ladies room and spoke to her. "Listen woman. You don't have to do this. Don't. It was a stupid bet."
"I know. But it was a fair bet. I took the risk. My opponent never forced me to bet my panties. I guess I'll play along and see how it goes. I'm so fucking stupid." Donna ansered.
"OK woman. You've made some bad decisions, don't make more." She answered shaking her head seeing Donna in a complete mental mess. Her loss on the table was compounded beyond the money, she had sold her sole,or better said 'her ass' on a bet and now she would have to face the music.
At the bar he ordered two martinis and with nobody looking or caring. He subtly laid a packet he had ordered on the bar somewhat wondering if Donna would run off. The L7 packet was a new tasteless sexual enhancer stimulant specifically manufactured for women, available from Japan. He had ordered some online and wanted to test to see if it worked as advertised. His original objective was to slip it into a womans drink, maybe Donna would be the perfect specimen to test it on. Supposedly, it wouldn't knock the woman out but it was purposely created to stimulate and dramatically heighten a womans sexual desires, in short it was supposed to seriously loosen the user up. As advertised it had one very strong affect, the woman taking it would likely get super wet and incredibly needing, turned on. Online comments were interesting. Apparently it would make even the prudest woman lose all her inhibitions. Through stimulating the reproductive area of the brain the user's world would be deeply altered and driven by nothing other than basic carnal desires.
Donna indeed returned and took her place beside the man who had defeated her. "Well my fiance won't like this. But this girl doesn't welch on a bet." She whispered nervously.
"Beautiful, your name was Donna right? He asked. "Call me JD. I bought us some drinks for now before we head out to celebrate my win at the BW. I am definitely looking forward to our date." He answered as he took a sip while checking her out. Donna nodded nervously.
He then told her. "Donna you are a very beautiful woman. See the package lying on the paper. Why don't you read it carefully, OK."
"What is this?" She asked.
"Just take a look. OK." He asked her.
Donna frowned still trying to figure out how she would avoid getting fucked while slowly picked up the folded sheet. The thought of cheating based on a wager was a harsh mess.
Donna curiously read it.
L7 Stimulates the primary brain area involved with female sexual behavior. The synthetic stimulant excites the ventromedial hypothalamus (VMH) focusing on the ventrolateral part (VMHvl) which regulates sexual receptivity and lordis activity. Stimulation occurs after one hour peaking at three to five hours after ingestion.
Increases female desire at peak up to 296%, increases female sexual stimulation up to 175%, increases female moistness 82-165%, improves male penetration depth 15-45%, increases chance of pregnancy 149-182% if not on birth control. Will cause intense sexual desire while interrupting mental safeguards. User will become active and may implement extreme female attractiveness activities. Should be used only with planned intent. Warning: Not intended for party use.
Donna looked up at him realizing she had a sexual stimulant before her. "Donna you lost the bet. The L7 would be nice to ensure we have a great time together in your hotel room. I mean, you need to be hot and excited too. I don't want you lying there like a refrigerator. I want to feel you're a very willing participant. I want you to be excited and have some great fucking fun."
"I get it. I read the instructions. I know you won, but I don't know, I mean...."
"Donna, first it's legal and second it's proven safe. The only side affect is hot sex and you already kinda agreed to that. So why not?" He asked.
"I agreed to sex?" She asked.
"Yes you bet your panties and your room key. You knew what you were betting!"
