Dax

When the game had concluded Dax had been worried about his future. He wasn't so worried about being a big tipper or even having to give out 3 orgasms to his 1. What he was worried about most was Womanizer and Unbelievable. How would he navigate the world if everyone assumed bad things about him and wouldn't believe any defenses he made?

Well, he needed have worried. He soon realized that if 'players' were really so undesirable, well, they wouldn't exist. His boons helped him too. People naturally relaxed around him and just dressing up like he had money had women flocking to him. Even his punishments weren't all bad in that sense, Assumed Availability meant that women always though that he was asking for their attention. Not many took advantage of that, but he had enough women coming onto him that he didn't have any problems.

And once he actually made it back to the bedroom, or bathroom stall, or even alleyway, well, he had significant advantages there. If she wanted to start things off with oral she'd quickly discover his boon. At first they couldn't believe it, but his cum tasted so good they almost all wanted more. And if she wanted him to return the favour he literally couldn't help himself, he would eat them all night long if he could. He might've gone through a lot of different partners in the wake of the game, but every single one of them left happy.

He couldn't say that his lifestyle was particularly healthy during that phase. He worked, he drank, and he had sex. That was pretty much it. He would have told anyone he was enjoying himself, and he would have meant it, but even though nobody could lie to Dax, Dax could still lie to himself. His big turning point was meeting Lily. Considering both of their natures it would have made sense if they'd met at a casino or a strip club or another den of vice. But no. They met at Walmart of all places.

They'd both gone for the last bag of ketchup chips. Before the game Dax would have just relented and let her have them, but thanks to Fight Club he literally couldn't back down. With each of them holding the bag with one hand, a stand-off ensued. She tried a sob story to convince him, but it didn't work. After all people can't like to Dax so she was really confused why her sob story ended up sounding, well, just petty. Then she challenged him to a bet, and of course he simply couldn't resist.

A normal person might have challenged Dax to rock-paper-scissors. Or maybe to pick a number from 1 to 10 or something.

But as it turns out Lily, like Dax, was not a normal person.

In fact compared to Lily, Dax might've seemed like a bit of a prude.

He could still remember her exact words in that moment, "I bet I can make you cum in 2 minutes!'

Lily was really confident in her oral skill. Really, really confident.

She never expected that it was literally impossible for her to make Dax cum. He won the bet, but she wasn't satisfied with that. Dax had explained his condition, but of course she didn't believe him. It wasn't until she'd sucked him off for more than an hour that she finally gave in and tried things his way. Since she'd tried to hard to make him cum, it was only fair he returned the favour. He held her down and ate like his life depended on it.

She could fault his skills, a little, but not his efforts. When he was done she felt like she had to regain her pride a little and tried to get him off a final time.

This time Dax didn't last 2 minutes. He didn't even last one. It came so quickly she wasn't ready for it and it sprayed all over her face, with just the smallest amount getting on her tongue. But that was enough for her to taste it, his amazing man cream. And with that, she was hooked, and they've been together ever since.

They might've been together, but they were never exclusive. After all Lily assumed he was a womanizer from the moment she met him, she never expected, or wanted, monogamy. And while Ivy was right, she really was a bit of a gold digger, she didn't want to give up her career. And her career?

Lily was a pornstar.

Some women go into porn because of desperation, or because of trauma. Lily knew those women existed, but she felt like they were a minority. At least she hoped they were. Lily had gone into porn for an entirely different reason. She LOVED sex. To an unhealthy degree, but she was fine with that. She was popular with directors and audiences alike because she would agree to pretty much everything. She had her preferences of course, but she had very few red lines.

With her career she had a hard time dating. There were guys who had certain...expectations of pornstars. When she was on camera she was playing a role. She might love sex of all kinds, but she was still acting, somewhat. She had trouble with some guys who wanted her to act with them, all the time, and it was exhausting. She had other guys who got jealous and tried to hold her back, or even went as far as sabotaging her to try and stop her. There were some who tried to support her in a way to 'convert' or 'save' her. Those were the worst.

She hadn't intended to start dating Dax. She'd literally just wanted a bag of chips. But when he'd said yes instead of being flustered by her blowjob bet, she decided to take him up on it. And when she lost, well, she was a truly competitive person after all.

After finally getting him to cum she'd left him, thinking that was the end of it. Except she couldn't get the taste of his cum out of her mind. While she was a fan of pretty much everything, one of her biggest kinks was cumplay. Taking that cum and making it taste amazing? Well, she decided she had to see him again. And again. And again.

It didn't hurt that he was an extremely generous lover. He went on and on about a curse, but it didn't matter what his excuse was. So many guys heard she was a pornstar and thought she'd fuck them, but so few took the time to make sure she was satisfied too. More importantly, perhaps most importantly, he never once seemed bothered by her job. He never asked her to quit, or made snide comments about it. He didn't try to make her act out scene or commoditize her. He took interest in her work, but in a normal supportive boyfriend way. He'd ask how her day was and listen to her complaints. He treated it like just any other job and she found herself falling for him.

Lily wasn't a traditional woman. She'd never envisioned herself getting married, except perhaps after getting knocked up. She joked with Dax about baby trapping him, but it took her years to actually consider what it would mean to get married.

As they stayed together Dax stopped sleeping with other women. At first she was concerned, she felt like she was being cornered, being **** to do the same. Except Dax never changed his own attitude towards her job, or heck, even her extracurricular hookups. But not long after that Lily started to get less pleasure from sex with men who were not Dax. She kept her job, but she too stayed faithful outside of that.

One day, after a very long shoot, she sat in her car and realized something. She hadn't enjoyed it at all. She was a professional and put her all into the scene, but it had been work. Not fun. She realized she'd been faking orgasms for a long time now, and she wondered if it was time to give it up. She told Dax she wanted to retire, and jokingly said she'd just live off him from now on. She tried to make a joke, but she never could lie to him. she told him the truth, that she just didn't enjoy it anymore. He was, of course, extremely supportive.

It was then that she made a decision. She was going to marry him, no matter what he said. Being an untraditional woman, Lily never dreamed about a fancy proposal. She didn't even dream about being the one to be proposed to. Who 'wore the pants' never mattered to her, and it didn't seem to matter to Dax either. So she decided to propose in a way that he absolutely couldn't say no.

Dax always insisted on eating her out first, a rule of 3 as he called it, and she was happy to let him. But then she got to work, teasing him over and over until finally, he exploded all over her face. Then she winked at him and pulled out a box she'd kept hidden in the nightstand.

"What's that?" He asked.

She smirked at him and opened it up, "Dax Wilde...you drive me Wilde. I don't want to live my life without you. I love you. Will you marry me?"

Of course Dax knew she wasn't lying so it was easy for him to reply, "Yes, yes I will."

Ivy might've been the first one to get married, but Dax was the first of them to have kids. Lily had always wanted to try pregnancy sex and abhorred condoms so of course it was only a matter of time. Dax worried that he wouldn't be a good father, that his punishments would hold him back, but Lily had a very simple solution for that. She challenged him to be the very best husband and father he could be, and of course, Dax couldn't back down from that.

Dax didn't know where his life would have gone if not for the game, but he was happy with the result. He wouldn't have Lily or his beautiful child without it. He was reminiscing on the game and all the changes it had wrought on them when suddenly there was a knock at the door. He got up to answer it and was surprised to see Sahar there, "Hey Sahar, what brings you here?"

He saw Sahar, and Kat of course, fairly frequently. Perhaps less so since his son was born, but they still got together fairly regularly. It was just very strange to see Sahar alone, and he couldn't imagine why she was here now.

"Hello sir," Sahar said politely, "Could you please give me your semen?"

Dax could only stare back at her, dumbfounded.