Have him sleep on the couch

You're the guest, and you're the girl to boot. You'll take the bed, thank you very much. "No, " you answer Sam, "If I'm going to stay here, I'll sleep in the bed. Alone." Sam does not try to hide his surprise. "The fuck? My home, my rules. You're welcome to sleep on the couch, if you really must, but I'll be sleeping in my own bed. Plenty of room for both of us." He pats the bed next to him and smiles warmly. Briefly, you reconsider your decision. Then you see his limp dick twitch a little. Right, of course that's how it is. "Alright, I'll be going, then." You collect your panties from the floor and pull them on, then reach back down for your bra. "Fine, fine," Sam sighs, exasperated, "You take the bed." He gets up and walks past you to the couch, plopping himself down on it. You're still standing there, surprised that he'd actually gone along with it, and just look at him for a moment. "If you'd like to share the couch instead, I can live with that too..." You decide you didn't hear that remark, and lie down on the bed, switching off the lights on your way there. "See you in the morning," you say as you settle under the blanket. Sam just responds with a defeated "Yeah..."

"Wake up, slut." You slowly become aware of your surroundings. What is this- Oh, right. Sam's room. The man himself is standing at the end of the bed, naked with his arms folded across his chest. You only make out a silhouette, as the only light in the room is coming from a bright lamp behind him. Sam is not the one who had spoken, however. It was a much higher pitched voice, one you are all too familiar with. Mandy. "What the fuck are you doing here?" You angrily demand. You try to get up and confront the bimbo, but only then notice that your hands and feet are bound to the corners of the bed, immobilizing you almost completely. "Winning." Mandy leans over you from where she's standing next to the bed and brushes some hair out of your face. Her smug grin is just unbearable. Then she leans down and kisses your forehead. She whispers in your ear, "We are going to have so much fun together. Sam and me, that is. It won't be as much fun for you, I'm afraid." "Let me go right now you fucking bitch! I swear I'm going to fucking _kill _you! And YOU!" You turn your gaze to Sam, who hasn't moved at all. "What the fuck are you doing? We had a deal!" Sam chuckles slightly before responding calmly. "Did we? Well, that's a shame, then."Mandy slowly strolls around the bed to where Sam is standing, and he turns to face her. You can only see their backlit profiles. Mandy with puffy nipples on her ridiculous breasts, and Sam with his already imposing cock, still dangling limply before him. Mandy leans in, placing her hands on his chest, and they kiss tenderly. You fling insults at the both of them, and their relatives as well, but they completely ignore you. Sam is fondling Mandy's ass as they make out, until she drops down to her knees, keeping her eyes locked with his the entire time. "Let's get you ready, love. You have work to do." You cease your verbal tirade, deciding to spend your efforts elsewhere. You look to your wrists, seeing they are both tied up with a pretty solid-looking rope. You don't know much about knots, but it looks like one of them does. Fuck. The ropes disappear over the edge of the bed, probably tied around the posts down there. Looking over at your ankles, it looks much the same. Between them, Mandy is now licking Sam's cock, still ever so slowly.

"Fuuuck, Mandy, " Sam groans, "You damn tease! Get on with it already!" "Now now, Sam. You know what's at stake for me. A girl has to be careful, you know. With a GAME like this, a girl would have to be insane to get into it with a guy." She looks over at you and probably winked, though you wouldn't have been able to see it due to the light. Sam is now fully hard as Mandy languidly strokes him up and down. "But yes, I think we're ready to go." She stands up, and they both turn towards you, menacingly.