A simple bet

"We're discussing you," explained Sarah, "and how beautiful you look."

Amy blushed, not quite sure how to handle such a blunt compliment. The house music was getting quiet, giving them a chance to talk.

"I was saying you could have any guy here," piped up Crystal as bubbly as ever, "eating out of your lap after just a five minute conversation. But Toni disagreed."

Buzzed as she was, Amy was pretty sure the expression was "eating out of your hand," but lap sounded good too. "Yeah, I'm not some supermodel," she stated with a modest smile, turning to her roommate to agree with her.

"I said you didn't even need to talk to wrap some guy around your figure," clarified Toni with a sly grin.

This statement left the shy student flabbergasted. Her first attempt to speak came out only as a weak exhale. She tried again. "Well I don't, I mean you're just saying that," she said with an embarrassed laugh.

"I've already put money on it," replied Toni, her smile broadening.

"So," inquired Sarah, "are you going to wow us with your showmanship?"

"I-I wouldn't even know where to begin."

"Oh that's easy," countered Krystal with a cheerful giggle. "Just look out at all those guys and find the hottest one. She gripped Amy's shoulders and turned her to scan the crowd. "Who do you want to make out with? Who do you think will take you places you've only dreamed of?"

"Just remember," piped up Kat, "You're a tid hindered, and those chains won't be off any time soon. Keep that in mind when picking your dance partner."

Amy laughed nervously. The thought of having anyone she wanted was way too far fetched. There were plenty of good looking guys out there, hunky ones with muscles straining at their tailored shirts, as well as more classically suave characters. However, these men were probably out of her league; sure she felt sexy just in her skimpy underwear, but who'd want to dance with somebody all shackled up. Plus most of them already had dance partners. Like this one guy, he was dancing with his back to her. He had a short bowl cut and wore a retro disco suit that actually looked kinda nice on his slender form. And of course he was dancing with a total knockout; long wavy hair, a stunning cocktail dress, slender legs that went for days. Amy stared a little longer than she should, feeling a bit jealous of the gorgeous babe who'd manage to match with such an interesting guy. But as the person in the shiny suit turned around, Amy got a better view of her feminine features and figure. Amy felt herself blush as she realized how quickly she mis-gendered someone just because she was wearing a suit and had a short sexy haircut.

Maybe she should set her sights lower. There was a nerdy guy who looked like he was dragged here by his friends just like her; he was kinda cute. Certainly he'd like her, probably.

"Picked your quarry?" inquired Kat.

"Uh-huh, yup," lied Amy.

"Shhh, the bet said no talking," Toni gently corrected her. She'd taken the silk scarf off her belt and tied a knot in it. Before Amy could say anything more, her roommate slid the soft strip of fabric into her mouth. The knot tenderly caressed her tongue.

Startled, Amy squirmed, but she couldn't do much more than wiggle while Toni tied the scarf behind her head. "Mrrffddd?" she said in articulate protest.

"That's a good idea," cheered Sarah. "Now there's no doubt you'll play fair. Thanks Amy."

Amy begrudgingly accepted their gratitude with a muffled sigh. Even though this little game would probably end in rejection, it seemed kinda fun. And her gag was really just an extra challenge (that she could blame her failure on later).

Nervous energy tickled Amy's belly as she stepped into the crowd. They parted for her in an uncanny way; she got the impression that people were watching her while trying to act natural. That made sense, honestly. She was nearly naked, and heavily shackled; she was lucky people weren't openly staring. Her borrowed highheels felt awkward on her feet, even though they fit her perfectly. At least, she had the gag Toni gave her. She tapped the knot of soft silk with her tongue. It was comforting to have her friend's gift tied so tightly around her head as she shuffled towards the unknown.