Page 23 of Risky Bet

“Very good, Ace.”

Some kind of cooked meat followed another drink of water, but she didn’t recognize it.

“And you were doing so well. It’s the Hawaiian snapper.”

“It’s delicious,” she said between bites.

By the time he’d fed her some of everything, she’d earned three rewards and three punishments, but he wouldn’t tell her what he had planned. Instead, he took her blindfold off and kissed her neck before setting an empty plate in front of her so she could dig in and get more of her favorites.

They talked about poker, Vegas, and ways they’d discovered their respective kinks while they ate.

“What’s keeping you in Vegas?” she asked.

“I would rather not discuss business with you.”

“Sorry,” she muttered. She didn’t like the idea of just being a good time to him, but she had to remember that’s exactly what she was, and she was doing this to better her family’s life. Not that she thought they deserved it. But they were family, and she wouldn’t abandon them in their time of need.

“Hey, I wasn’t trying to upset you, Ace. I just talk business all day long and there’s no need for me to bore you with my work. Not when there are more exciting things to get up to.”

She shook her head. “It’s fine. I just internalize things I shouldn’t. What’s for dessert?” she asked with a grin.

He chuckled. “I’m sure I can come up with something. Finished?” he asked as he stood to carry his empty plate to the sink.

“Yes, Sir,” she murmured, hoping he would take her back to bed.

Instead of bed, he led her upstairs to another of the many rooms. It was still set up with bondage furniture and other toys.

“When the cleaning staff was tearing the party equipment down, I had them set this room up for us.”

She frowned. “You were that sure you were going to win against me, huh?”

“Hopeful, Ace. I was that hopeful.”

He winked and tugged at the belt of her robe.

“You have choices.”

“I’m all ears,” she said with a grin.

“Punishment first, reward first, or do you want to combine the two?”

She shrugged. “I’m not sure. Can I know what they are yet? It might affect my decision?”

He looked toward the ceiling. “Hmmm. That seems like it would tip my hand, Ace. That’s hardly fair.”

“But I don’t even have a hand in this metaphor.”

He laughed. “Fair enough. The rewards will obviously include orgasms. The punishments will be a bit more creative, but I don’t think you’ll hate them. We’ll call them funishments.”

She giggled. “I like that word. I guess we can combine the two.”

He stepped so he was behind her. His hands rested on her silk covered shoulders and slid the material down her arms until she was naked again.

“Go stand in front of the cross with your back to it.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

When she was in place, he strapped her to the cross, much like he’d done the previous evening. Had that really been just last night? It felt like forever ago.

“Three rewards mean three orgasms. Since we’re combining the rewards and punishments, three punishments mean three things that might make it harder for you to reach those orgasms.”

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