A Harmless Dare

"What the hell is this man?" Pete stands over the box as it was on your bed, looking at all the clothes inside.

"Told you, wrong address or something. I opened it up thinking it was mine, but then seen all this gay stuff. Funny right?" You were pretty drunk right now, and kind of hoped he was going to find this funny, rather than weird. Were his eyes always so cute?

Pete laughed. "Yeah man. Look at this stuff." He picks up one of the collars, which was labelled "Cumwhore".

"Yeah man, crazy that some people would wear that right?" "Dude," Pete turns to you, "I dare you to wear this tonight."

"Pft come on man, no way." Bad enough to have gotten this box, but to wear anything in it? No chance.

"Come on, it'll be hilarious. You'll be sending it all back anyway, so why not have a bit of fun tonight."

You staggered a little. The beers are really getting to your head. And imagining yourself in the collar is undeniably getting you horny.

Pete says "I'll give you my car for a day."

"What?" Pete loved his car, and refused to let anyone near it. And having access to a car would be a damn sweet deal.

"Yeah man, I'll be working from home for the month, so I won't need it too much. Just wear this for tonight, it's yours on a day of you're choosing."

You think a little bit. And a little bit more. You keep thinking as you grab the collar in his hands and click it onto your neck.

Pete starts to laugh. "Haha guess you're a Cumwhore tonight bro." If only he knew how much you were currently craving it...