Sam and Alex start a GAME

The rooftop buzzed with chaotic energy, but Sam’s attention was squarely on Alex. Her fiery red hair caught the low glow of the party lights, her white dress swishing just enough to reveal tantalizing glimpses of her long legs. She leaned in slightly, her smirk mischievous.

“So,” Alex started, her voice dripping with mock curiosity, “how exactly did you end up in... this situation?” She gestured vaguely at Sam’s stark nudity and his painfully erect cock, still twitching slightly under the pill’s relentless effects.

Sam groaned. “Let’s just say Rachel had a bit of a vendetta after yesterday. And yeah, I thought I’d try to play it smart, but she’s... resourceful.”

Alex chuckled, her eyes gleaming. “Resourceful, huh? Did you get in any good counterpunches, or was this a total wipeout?”

“Well,” Sam said, trying to save face, “I did manage to get her to—”

“Lose her dress?” Alex cut in, gesturing toward Rachel, who was standing at the bar, now clad only in stockings. Sam blinked. He hadn’t even noticed the dress was gone. Rachel was standing tall, sipping her drink like she owned the place, and Sam couldn’t help but marvel at her confidence.

For just a moment, their eyes met, and Rachel gave him a small, knowing smirk. "Something like that" Sam said.

Alex’s smirk widened. “Last time I saw her, she looked like she wanted to eat you alive. But, hey, maybe that’s what you’re into.”

Sam flushed deeper. “Speaking of last times... You weren’t exactly triumphant yourself, were you?”

Alex barked out a laugh, throwing her head back before leaning in closer. “Last time you saw me, your eyes were rolling back into your skull, and you were pumping out enough to paint the stairwell walls.” She licked her lips suggestively. “But sure, I’ll let you think you were winning that round.”

Sam felt his face flush even redder as Alex sipped her drink, clearly enjoying his embarrassment. Sam's body betrayed him as his cock twitched at the memory. “Yeah, well, you left quite an impression.”

“I do aim to please,” Alex replied, feigning modesty with a wink. “Anyway, you’re not the only one whose night is... complicated. My partner lost too. He’s over there.”

She pointed toward a wall where a muscular guy was tied up, clearly under the effects of an arousal pill. A group of girls surrounded him, laughing and teasing as they took turns exploring his body.

“Wow,” Sam said. “That’s... intense.”

Alex shrugged. “Yeah, well, he’s a prick. So I figured if he’s going to be useless, he might as well be useful to someone else.” She turned back to Sam, her smile turning coy. “How about your partner?”

Sam grinned. “Rachel’s... amazing, honestly. She’s sharp, confident, and—”

“Sexy?” Alex interjected, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, yeah,” Sam admitted. “But it’s more than that. She’s got this... fire, you know?”

Alex studied him for a moment, her smirk softening into something more thoughtful. “Sounds like you got lucky.”

“Unlike your partner,” Sam teased.

“No kidding,” Alex said with a laugh. “Part of my win was banning him from challenging me anymore now that the GAMEs are open. So here I am, partnerless. And wouldn’t you know it,” she continued, stepping closer, “the ability to challenge people just opened up.”

Before he could think of an excuse, Alex’s GAME device chimed. “Sam, I challenge you to a GAME.”

Sam’s knew he had ****.

Sam’s stomach twisted. His mouth moved before his brain caught up. “Yes.”

“Good boy,” Alex teased, stepping even closer. She tapped her finger to her chin theatrically. “Now, what to play? Something classic, maybe. Something... revealing. Oh, I know—Erotic Jenga.” She pointed at a table with some strange variations on normal boardgames.

"Yes" Sam heard himself say, with hardly a pause

"Oh my Sam you do seem eager!" Alex responded.

“Alright, Sam,” Alex said with a teasing grin as she slid into the chair across from him. Her fiery red hair caught the glow of the rooftop lights as she leaned in, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. “Let’s get down to business. If we’re playing, we’re playing for real stakes.”

Sam tried to keep his voice steady, knowing he needed to act quickly to avoid being completely cornered. You decided to offer terms that you already had to do. “If I lose, I’ll do whatever you say for the rest of the party,” he offered, hoping the straightforwardness of his proposal would throw her off.

Alex tilted her head, feigning thoughtfulness as her grin widened. “Well, if that’s your offer,” she said, leaning forward to rest her chin in her hand, “let’s sweeten the pot. Not only do you have to do what I say, but I want you to cum for me. Right here at the party. Can’t have you wandering around all pent-up. That pill must be driving you crazy already.”

Sam’s heart thundered in his chest. The combination of her boldness and his **** agreement left him reeling. His voice betrayed him before he could form an objection. “I... accept.”

The satisfaction on Alex’s face was palpable, her grin turning predatory. “Good boy,” she said, her tone dripping with condescension.

“Now,” she continued, drumming her fingers against the table as she sized him up, “what do you get if I lose? Fair’s fair, after all.”

Sam leaned forward, grasping at the thin thread of control he still had. “If you lose,” he said slowly, meeting her gaze, “you do the same. You listen to every order, and you masturbate right here.”

Alex let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “Tut tut, Sam,” she said, wagging a finger at him. “That’s hardly fair. You’re already naked and ****; your stakes are way worse. You’ll have to offer me something better than that.”

Before Sam could respond, Alex’s hand shot out, her fingertips grazing the base of his cock. His breath hitched as her touch sent sparks of pleasure shooting through his overstimulated body. She smirked, clearly enjoying his reaction as she continued teasing him, her hand feather-light and maddeningly slow.

“Come on, Sam,” she purred, her eyes flicking up to his. “Think bigger. You’re not really in a position to bargain, are you?”

Sam gritted his teeth, trying to think through the haze of arousal clouding his mind. He had to turn this around somehow, but every suggestion he made would lock him in instantly. He had no room to maneuver.

Finally, he said, “The Jenga game will probably strip your clothes off anyway. So how about this? If you lose, you bend over the nearest table and take 10 spanks from me”

Alex’s eyes narrowed, her smirk deepening. “Now that’s more like it,” she said, releasing her hand from his cock and sitting back in her chair. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”

She extended her hand across the table. Sam hesitated, the weight of the stakes pressing down on him, but he knew there was no backing out now. He reached out, his hand trembling as it met hers.

“Deal,” he said.

Alex grinned, her expression triumphant as she pulled her hand back and reached for the first block of the Jenga tower. “Let’s see if you’re as steady with your hands as you are with your nerves, big guy.”

The GAME had begun.