Chapter 4
by 
Nemo of Utopia
Who wins?
You Do, And Things Get Frisky...
You have a kind of unfair advantage here: your class gets a better fort save than hers, you also have a racial bonus to Saves VS Poison, like, say: ****... So it's no surprise really that after she looses two or three shots it starts a rapid down hill slide and in the end you are the victor. After she chugs the vial or Alchemist's Kindness you, only a touch buzzed, certainly not enough to suffer from 'whisky dick', contemplate what to do with your victory.
"Let's head upstairs," you start, and Bell rolls her eyes but smiles a hungry grin.
"That's always the first thing on your mind after we do this you know, just occasionally I would like to have you ask me for something different," she says with a half-pout/half-giggle.
"OK, you want different I will give you different: for the rest of the night I want you to call me 'Master' as in, 'Yes Master', 'No Master', 'Please touch me like that again Master', and so on. Now follow me out into the common room, we are going to give the guests a little show..." you state, and Bell gulps, hard, but does as you have said.
Out in the common-room you head for a dark alcove and lift Bell up onto the table, then sit down. "Now, start undressing." You say, and Bell blushes to the roots of her hair. "Here? In front of everyone? I-" But you reach around and pinch her ass, HARD, at which she yelps.
"Yes Bell, HERE, and you should have said, 'Here, Master?' Remember we made a bet, you do whatever I say for the next 24 hours, so, ONE more time, undress..."
Does She Do It?
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