Crystal, My Queen

"...alright," Crystal smirked, "if I win, you become my for 24 hours. I get to do anything to you. But if you win, I will be your for 24 hours,"
"Deal," I smiled, shaking her hand.

I looked her up and down, I couldn't wait to have my way with her. She was 22, fit, attractive and definitely kinky - though I had no proof of that. She wore black leather boots, fishnet stockings, a black skirt with a band shirt tucked into it, as well as a black, lace choker and finger-less gloves. Her hair was a short, dark wolf cut and she had a cute septum piercing. A quintessential alt girl and a hot one at that. We lifted our controllers and began our head-to-head challenge on the Playstation. I moved into Crystal's home a few weeks ago. I was pretty sure her parents were well off and had bought her this house. She mostly kept to herself until she had a few drinks, she was more social then. I knew she liked gaming so I challenged her to a face-off in Need for Speed.
There was a lot on the line - I had no idea what her intentions were, but I knew mine. The race was neck and neck. My heart was pounding. A sharp left, a sharp right.

"Fuck!" I yelled, as I watched my car total itself on a wall.
She zoomed passed, winning the race and turning to me with a wicked grin.
"Well played, ." she mocked,
"You too," I nodded, accepting defeat. It surely couldn't be that bad serving a girl like her?
"You too..." she beckoned,
"You too, Mistress?" I said hesitantly,
"Hah! Better. Now get on your knees," she grinned,

I complied, it was all a bit of fun. I dropped to my knees before her. She kicked her legs up, placing them on my shoulders.
"Good footrest," she cooed, whipping out her phone and taking a photo, "Let's have a photoshoot!"
"Ah, yes, Mistress?" I complied

"Shirt off, kneel down and kiss my boot, but look at the camera."
"No way, I'm not kissing your b-"
"Uh ah! Remember the bet? If you had won, I'd be sucking your cock by now, kissing my boot is not that bad."
She was right. I removed my shirt, started at the camera and planted a kiss on the toe of her boot. She positioned the camera on the table and set it on timer.
"Head on the floor, now!" she demanded,
I placed my head on the floor and she placed her boot on my head. The camera clicked.

"Ok now, on knees, pucker up!" she laughed, repositioning the camera.
I obeyed and stuck my lips out for a kiss. She waltzed over to me, and in the last second, lifted her skirt and stuck her ass in my face. My lips touched her cheek and the camera clicked.
"Again , but kiss it with passion," she laughed, cheekily slapping her bouncy booty.
"Ah, I don't really want to-"
". Anything I want, remember? Besides you've already done it!"
"I suppose..." I puckered
Her but loomed towards my face. It was such a sexy ass, there were far worse things to kiss. I noted her thin, lace panties and became a little aroused as I pashed her butt. The camera clicked again.

The photoshoot lasted an hour. She had me kneeling before her. Kissing her feet and ass. Using me as a foot rest and my back as a stool. By the end, she had me on a belt-leash, in my underwear, in a begging pose.

"This should be enough, for now," she smirked, scrolling through the photos.
"Enough for..?"
"Ensuring you don't back out of the deal. I've just backed these up to two cloud servers and will post them on all of my social media if you disobey. Just an insurance policy. If you don't disobey, I won't post these humiliating pictures."

"That's a bit ?" I pleaded,
"You have no idea, wait here,"
"What are you doing?"
"Just figuring out what I'm going to do to you,"