No, she will not. But you are generous.

You look at her fearful. She is about to win the bet. But suddenly, when you finally accept that she will win, starts Stacy to breath heavy and moans uncomfortable. You go down next to her and ask if everything is alright. But instead of an answer Stacy screams out loud and collapses on the floor. The egg slips from the spoon and splits in two pieces. Stacy seems to have an orgasm right now and looks like nothing more than a gasping and moaning pice of meat.

"God ... I ... I can't believe it," cryes Stacy, "that was so fucking embarrassing. I came in front of a stranger. But I fucking needed it right now. I am sorry. You must believe that I am nothing but a pitiful whore. But I was just to much to hold it any longer."

"Don't take it that hard," you say caress her body gently, "it was a hard task and you resisted for a very long time. You can be proud."

"Thanks," sobs Stacy a little bit less sad, "well it seems that I own you a night. I hate it but I will pay my debts. And to be honest, I don't have a place to stay jet."

You smile and pinch one of Stacy's nipples playfully. Carefully you grab the spoon in Stacy's ass and pull it out. Stacy moans and tries to catch breath. But your continuing care of her nipples keep her calm and horney. Then, much to her surprise, you pass her a bit of food. Stacy looks at you unsure. You just smile and go back to finish the dough.

"From now on until eight o'clock tomorrow you are my property," you tell Stacy, "and I don't want my property to be hungry. So eat whenever you want. I trust you to not flee without paying your debt to me. Now I want you to clean up your mess here while I finish the dough. And to make it a little bit more amusing for me, you are neither allowed to wear clothes nor walking on your feet. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," answers Stacy seductive and pulls her shirt off, "hope you like the view because these fruits are all yours tonight."

Stacy starts and you take a look at your phone. You got a few messages from the Studio and one of a fan who is watching you. He gives you the command to "fuck the naked bitch right now". What a jerk. The Studio informs you that you increased your amount of dominance points. You smile and finish the dough and cover it with a thin cloth. It can rest until tomorrow when you put it in the oven. Then you peak through the door and see, that it is already dark outside. During the night, the gangs rule the area. At least you are not alone tonight.