Get one hickey from every woman

Rob couldn't believe it. He read it again. And again. Carol tutted and said, "Read it out loud, please!"

Rob straightened and read out, "Get a hickey from every woman before the end of the party. You will take an additional forfeit for every woman you fail to get a hickey from. You may have to negotiate for the hickey, so remember, you can always take an additional forfeit instead of meeting a woman's terms."

Rob was stunned. He would be running around all night begging the women to suck on his skin somewhere. He had to get 6 hickeys, he thought, and that wouldn't be too bad, but he might have to negotiate with them. Sally and Lucy, he reckoned it would be embarrassing but sexy. Norma seemed straightforward so far. Carol was a total wildcard he did not understand, as was Brenda. But the one who scared him was Alice. She had seemed to be enjoying his humiliation more than his nudity, unlike most of the other women. He was afraid of what she might ask in return. Perhaps he might just take a forfeit. Carol interrupted his train of thought.

"Alright, Robbie, my dear," she said "there's a towel in the bathroom on the way to the front door. You can grab and head over now."

Might as well get this over with. Rob started to leave the living room when Carol called out to him, "Rob! Go over to the red house across the street. That would be the where you would get the friendliest reaction, I would think. Wouldn't want to send you over to some close-minded people. It might ruin the fun."

Rob was at least thankful for this. He smiled weakly and said, "Ok, will do, Carol."

The second he said it, he had realized his mistake. That seemingly benign forfeit, having to call everyone mistress or ma'am was backfiring on him big time. Carol wasted no time in getting the bowl out again. Rob hung his head low and every eye focused either on his red face as he put his hand in the bowl, or his twitching dick. Rob opened another forfeit and read it out loud immediately, only processing the words as he read them.

"Wear your bowtie on the base of your cock like a cock ring for the rest of the night (unless another forfeit or order allows you to take it off"

Carol laughed, "That's one of mine! I wanted to fit you with a cock ring so you don't lose that beautiful erection, but I didn't have one! I thought maybe that would work"

Rob took the bowtie off his neck and threaded his cock through the neck hole. All that remained was to tighten it around his shaft. As he did that, once again he noticed he was being filmed. But this time it was nearly every one. Norma just sat there smiling, but I assume Carol would share her video so she needn't film. She could fully take it all in. When he was done, everyone clapped. It was a strange experience for Rob, having everyone applaud his debauchery.

Still, he pressed on. Quickly he grabbed the towel, eager to have some cover and exited out the door. Just to make sure Carol would have no griped about breaking the covering up rule, he only wrapped the towel around himself after exiting the door. It was minorly risky but he would do a lot worse before the end of the night, he feared. Hell, he had already done much worse.

He rang the neighbor's bell, and was greeted by an early 30s woman, short brunette hair down to her shoulders. She looked him up and down and her gaze made Rob clam up a bit. She clearly liked what she saw, and biting her lower lip she said, "Who are you and why are you here dressed like that? It's not my birthday!"

Rob had realized he hadn't had a full plan for this yet. Improvising, "Well, you see I'm a friend of Carol's. I had a shower at her place and I stepped out to pick up a package -"

Almost as if the universe was enjoying playing a prank on Rob, his towel decided to take matters into it's own hands and fall down exactly as he said package.

Instinctively, Rob threw his hand over his crotch attempting to cover up but being at full mast, it was a difficult job. The woman, smiled staring right at what his hands attempted to cover. Without ever moving her eyes from that region, she said "And what a fine package it is!"

Rob wondered for a second whether he was allowed to cover up, when she said, "Please, move your hands, I've seen everything already and besides, I think you need my help right now." Rob moved his hands uncovering himself. "Good," she said, "Now I do have a spare key, but I will need to call Carol and confirm that you are someone whom I can indeed give the key to. But before I do that, why is there a bowtie on your dick? Or is that a cock ring?"

Rob stuttered trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. He finally said, "Carol makes me put it on"

The woman laughed and went in to get her phone, leaving the door open. Rob went to step inside, escape the public exposure, but the woman yelled, "NO STRANGERS IN MY HOUSE. STAY OUTSIDE" from the other room. So there he stood, naked with a makeshift cock ring. The woman returned, with a phone in hand and earphones in her ear. Once again, she stared directly downstairs and began touching and teasing him lightly. Finally, she said into her earphones, "Hello, Carol?" Rob could only hear one side of the conversation so he had piece the conversation together.

"Yes, there's a naked man in front of me asking for your spare key", followed by, "How does he look? about 7 inches in length, I would say. That's about perfect in my opinion. Girth is also very impressive. He also has a bowtie on the base", then after listening to Carol's reply, she said, "Oh I haven't really looked at his face yet"

"Hang on, you know I'm bad at describing people." She then released his manhood and lifted up her phone. "Smile!" she said snapping a few pics. "There I just sent some pics over.", "Oh so you do know him. By the way, when you told me that I might have a surprise coming my way, I had no idea it would be this good!" she laughed!

"All right Carol, buh-bye," she said finally disconnecting from the call. Rob said, "Can I have the spare key now?" hoping to have this done with soon. "Well, I know that Carol said I _can _give it to you, but I think you oughtta earn them"

"What would you want?"

"Carol told me the rules, no cumming, right? Oh you poor boy. Well, edge yourself for me then. Right there, out in the open"

Rob had becoming insanely compliant at this point. He just wanted to be done with. He began stroking violently, trying to get himself on the edge. He knew it wouldn't take him long at all. He looked up at the woman whose name he didn't yet know to see her filming him. At this point the entire party plus Sally's friends and this woman (and possibly her friends) will have seen everything there is to see. It seemed to help him, though in his current quest.

As he got to the edge, almost ready to cum, he let go, leaving his cock twitching and **** for stimulation. He closed his eyes, riding the edge, feeling the sense of frustration. When he opened his eyes, he saw the woman standing there, holding his towel.

"Here you go!" she said, tossing him his keys. She then said, "I think I'll keep the towel, though. Oh, by the way, my name is Sandy. Hope this isn't the last time I get to play with you! Knowing Carol, it probably won't be!" She shut the door, leaving him standing there, once again, dripping, frustrated and exposed.

He ran across the street as quickly as he could and opened the door. Everyone was waiting for him and he was greeted with wild applause. Lucy, the innocent looking nurse (but who seemingly wasn't as innocent as Rob believed) walked up to him, and pulled him along by his dick. She whispered to him, "The bathroom window looks out to the street. I went in there and watched the entire thing. It was so hot! Once again, I will let the covering up slide. Don't worry, no one else saw."

"Thank you,.... Mistress," said Rob, keen not to run afoul of the rules again.

"Ooooh I really like that. Maybe I'll make you continue to do this at school as well. I could give you a private examination. Carol's no cumming rule won't apply, but I'll still make you edge over and over before release. Because, I think you like it, don't you?"

They finally entered the living room, and then everyone was seated again.

"Be a dear," Norma said, "and go fetch us some wine"

The next 5 minutes Rob fetched wine and served it to the guests. Whenever he got close, they all groped or stroked him. Alice would tug roughly, while Lucy would play with him ever so sweetly but teasingly. It was a strange whiplash. Finally, Carol said, "I don't see one, so I assume you didn't get a hickey from Sandy, did you?"

Rob froze, he didn't realize he would need to do that!

Carol said, "Well, you can either go back there and ask for one, doing whatever it takes. Or.... another offering from the bowl"

Rob felt tortured by this choice. He has no idea what to do.

Carol added, "Oh by the way, the towel was a condition of the earlier forfeit. You won't get any covering this time. Besides, you didn't bring the towel back, anyway."

Rob had a big decision to make now