Of course not

You find John where Jen told you he would be. In the far corner of the room, dimly lit to generate the atmosphere of privacy and intimacy but still open enough for the bouncers to catch you doing when they come close. He's leaning back against the velvet rest, relaxed and holding a glass of scotch or whisky in one of his hands. He even smiles and waves you over with his free hand when he spots the pair of you. There's a sinking feeling in your stomach. You can see he's alone but there's a strawberry daiquiri on the table. Where's Daphne?

You found your answer soon enough as you get closer. She's on her knees, underneath the table with her head in John's lap. His pants and trousers are around his ankles and there is the telltale sounds of a sloppy blowjob. John gives you a satisfied smirk. You turn to Alice who is standing right beside you, her shoulders are hunched up and her hands are curled into fists. The look on her face is one of immense frustration expression and her whole body is vibrating with emotion.

"You know this means don't you?" he asks rhetorically, grabbing a fistful of Daphne's hair and forces her head down, shoving his cock deeper into her throat. Daphne gags but doesn't resist. He pulls her head back up and forces it back down again. Over and over in a slow rhythm. “Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!" Daphne goes, the sound blending in with the music. You say nothing in reply. There was no need to. Alice lost her bet and will now have to live with the consequences. The best thing you can do is stop her from making it worse. "Alice...." you start.

Alice ignores you and slams her fists onto the table. "I want to make another bet!" she says, a tone of plaintive desperation in her voice. You can hear Daphne choking in surprise below. John relaxes his grip of Daphne's hair to allow her withdraw his cock from her throat to cough and gasp for air. John doesn't even spare her a glance. An arrogant smile crosses his face "Oh? And what's is my incentive for agreeing to this?"

"Alice, I don't think.." you try again. "A week! I'm yours for a week if you win!"

"Alice!" you exclaim but still she ignores you.

"Six months" John counters.

"2 weeks"

"3 months"

"2 months but with conditions."

"And those are?"

"I get to choose the type of people you target"

"No. 1 month and I choose the one and only target"

"OK fine! But it must be someone you haven't already fucked tonight"

"Fine with me"

You sigh. It seems negotiations are over. Alice looks relieved if still nervous. Looking at John, you feel the same. If he's annoyed by Alice's demand for a re-bet, it certainly doesn't show. Tightening his grip on Daphne's hair, he pulls her mouth back onto his dick and soon the heady sounds of Daphne's blowjob fill the air.

He looks straight at you and smiles. "Sarah" he announces. You involuntarily tense up. curl your hands into fists and glare at him. If anything, your reaction delights him. "I think I will fuck Sarah tonight. And I just won't fuck her, I will fucking ruin her". You had to use all your willpower not to attack him then and there.

Laughing softly, he turns back to Alice, "Just so we're clear about this is going to go. I'm going to try fuck Sarah and if I do, you will have to attend to my every sexual need for the next 30 days. No matter how degrading or humiliating it is. And if I don't, well then this night never happened. And there will be no backsies, no new bets and no new conditions. Does this sound good to you slut?"

Shuddering, Alice turns to you and mouths an apology. Looking back at her, you deliberately set your expression to 'blank'. You've already made your position very clear tonight. And to be honest, you're rather pissed off at her right now. Seeing your expression, she turns back to John and replies softly "Yes"

"Good. Let's seal the deal. Get beneath the table."

"What?!"

"You heard me. If you think I'm just going to agree to your new bet just like that, you're mad". Hand still in Daphne's hair, he shoves her head down hard. A surprised "GAGKH" escapes out. He pulls her head back up and forces it back down again. Over and over, slowly increasing the speed, giving Daphne less and less time to breathe. "Besides, it seems as if you were enjoying your drink earlier today. But this time, you'll have to drink it directly from the tap!"

Message delivered, John moves his attention back to the Daphne. He grabs hold of her head with his second hand. And moves them up and down at high speed. He's hisses in pleasure as he repeatedly enters and exits out of her Daphne's throat. He's less treating her like a human being but more like his own personal sex toy. "GAGKH GAGKH GAGKH GAGKH!” Daphne goes, the sound of her gagging louder than ever. And she doesn't seem to be resisting at all.

"You have until I cum down this whore's throat" he says through gritted teeth. He sounds pretty close so Alice will have to decide quickly.