Dangerous Wagers: (Part 3)
Blairbrek
LASTING HUMILIATION or HOW TO RUIN YOUR LIFE
Erin was determined to win her clothes back, end her humiliation and put
Maureen back in her place. She was disappointed when no one was betting on the
first race after the intermission. She was more eager to bet than realizing
she had little to wager. As eager as she was to win she did not suggest it.
Katherine and Deborah had commented to each other how quiet she had become when
she had lost. Her cockiness had disappeared. Back kneeling Erin had to keep
her back straight and crane her neck to see over the rail and between the
people in the box in front. With her hands folded demurely on her lap she did
not know it but was by accident in the same position every other pet had been
trained to assume.
Erin was watching the race and the next racers intently. That she was left out
of the conversation Katherine, Deborah and Maureen were having and it did not
bother her. She did notice that Maureen was perfectly accepted by the others
even though she had arrived a naked collared pet. She on the other hand was
being more and more ignored and left to herself.
When betting started on the next race she got excited but still did not offer
to wager. She was....hesitant to ...speak. Was it her place to offer? Every
other wager came up in the course of normal conversation and good natured
ribbing. Being ignored should she interrupt?
Deborah turned the conversation to her.
"Maureen don't you think you should give her a chance to get even."
Her...her... I am a her all day long Deborah talked with her using her name,
Erin. Now she was a her and was being talked at not with. Erin had to win her
respect back and if she humiliated the bitch Maureen in the process, well that
was icing on the cake.
Finding some resolve she spoke; "Yeah I'll bet you again that is unless you
are afraid." The others around still paying attention to what was happening in
the box began goading Maureen into accepting the offer to wager. They knew
what ever happened they would enjoy the outcome.
Smiling Maureen said "I have no problem betting you pet. Erin steamed, she
used that that term again. "But you well don't really have much to wager."
It hit Erin. Her panties that was it. If she lost she would
be........completely nude. Nude in front of everyone. She looked at
Katherine. Her friend just smiled and shrugged. It was her choice.
She had to win. She agreed but when Maureen offered only her shoes back she
exclaimed it was not enough. Maureen had to put the dress up. Erin could care
less about shoes at this point.
"My bare feet against your bare pussy seems fair to me. Maureen mocked;
refusing Erin's desire for her to put the dress up. Erin tried her best to
convince Maureen to increase her bet to be the dress to no avail. Maureen just
sat there smug. She had the upper hand and knew it. Seeing the red head
grovel was exciting to her.
Please, they are all I have left. Erin's arguments had turned to begging. You
have to put something of equal value up.
"No, Erin they aren't you have more, much more." The horn sounded they had
missed the race. Erin slumped. She had missed the point that Maureen had used
her name. She had nothing else, only panties then she would be..... she
couldn't even think it anymore.
There were only three races to go.
Barely audible Erin asked Maureen what else could possible she have to bet.
She thought Maureen would have some pity on her. "I have been ...., she
hesitated to say it..... humiliated all afternoon, I have been a good sport and
....... even let you lead me around by the leash." "My leash ...not the leash"
Maureen corrected her. "Your right my leash." Erin glumly conceded it was her
collar and her leash.
"Tell you what I am not yet ready to bet the dress but I will bet MY shoes
against your panties and your collar. If you win I'll give you the shoes and
put the collar back on. If I win I want you to take you panties off and walk
to the trash and throw them in. Then you will walk to the desk and get a ball
gag. Bring it back and ask me to put it on you."
Katherine, Deborah and everyone within ear shot were paying very close
attention.
Erin was stunned. If she lost she would not only be naked and collared but
also ...... forced to wear a gag. She would be ..... be just like the others
she stood by the tent with. She knelt dejected and hung her head in her
hands.
"Make this wager and I promise to put MY dress up in one of the last two races.
If you win your humiliation will be short lived. Refuse and this is how you
stay till the day is done." Erin shook her head agreeing. There was no way
she could not go to the party after the races in just........... her thoughts
trailed off.
Tears ran down her cheeks, she wiped them away. "Please will you put MY gag on
me. I need to be silenced" She humbled herself. Maureen made a game of it
making her say it over and over till the phrasing and tone was perfect. Perfect
for a humbled beaten female.
The race was not even close. Erin's pony fell on the second turn. Not only
did Maureen's beat her's, she came in first.
"No kneeling stand." Erin cold not stop the tears. She did what Maureen said.
She stood naked. Her neatly trimmed puss available to everyone to see......and
see they did as she removed her panties. Walked over and put them in the
trash. All eyes were on her beaten form. The gag they gave her was the same
as the others she saw. The straps cupped her chin, framed her nose and head
and buckled in back. The ball tasted of rubber. Her mouth was stretched wide
but she took it in. took it in obediently.
Maureen was on top of the world while Erin, beautiful Erin, successful lawyer,
successful business woman full of confidence stood naked, gagged and collared
in front of over 100 people. She wimpered at her degradation. Degradation she
brought on herself.
There was no way Maureen was going to bet on the next to last race. should she
lose the stuck up woman's humiliation would end too quick. It needed to last
as long as possible.
"Shall we wager one more time PET. You know that is what you are Er.... gee I
don't even remember your name. Oh well PET suits you. You know PET, Maureen
kept using that word it was burned into Erin's psyche you are more off a pet
than I was when I arrived. At least I didn't have to wear that ridiculous ball
gag." Erin just hung her head. What could she do.
"This is the deal. I'll change places with you even the gag and you get MY
clothes your clothes back. If you lose and you may though you are due after
losing soooo badly all day you enter the auction."
Katherine started to speak but Deborah put her hand on hers. She understood.
"MMMM" was all Erin could utter
"I am assuming you are asking what auction? Tonight at the party individuals
put themselves up for auction to be bought by others for short periods of time.
The individuals may be put up for auction by others."
Erin looked dejected because she was. How far could this possible go. Being
in a bra and panties in public was so humiliating just a few hours ago and now
she would jump at the chance. Now....... now she was........... becoming a
pet. The thoughts hurt.
"Nothing and no one but yourself will make you wager your place in the auction.
If you don't want to do it that is fine. I'll go home fully dress and you
well you will spend the entire evening completely naked gagged and collared.
Humiliated." Maureen spelled it all out. In her mocking tone.
"After this how much more humiliating can the auction really be." How could
she say that Erin thought. " But think of the upside. Wouldn't you like to see
me in your situation....PET."
That last pet got to her. She shook her head agreement. Maureen wasn't going
to let her off so easy. "If you agree bounce those perky little tiites of
yours." She did. People were laughing. She picked her pony off the program
by pointing with her nipple which Maureen pinched to get hard.
She was jumping up and down it was all she could do to encourage her pick down
the stretch. Her bouncing had more people watching her than the race. She was
making a spectacle of herself. Maureen cheered just as enthusically for her
pick. Losing though didn't mean much to her. She got off being a sub but
seeing this cute stuck-up red head, a career woman, humiliate herself, degrade
herself, wager and lose her clothes, lose her dignity and possibly her freedom.
now that was exciting.
Katherine had some regrets though she enjoyed seeing the straight laced
attorney lose her clothes she thought Maureen was going a bit far. Deborah had
reminded her Erin was an adult free to choose, free to wager what she wanted;
everything she did to humiliate herself she did on her own. Katherine's
biggest regret was not mentioning to Erin just what a short period was. Time
was relative. The minimum amount of time one is auctioned for is 3 months. Oh
well she thought as they walked to the club house for the party; Johnson,
McMicheal and Weber was a good firm and represented her very well. Hopefully
who ever buys her won't be too mean.
Erin could only hang her head in complete defeat. She walked behind the three
happy chatting fully clothe woman.
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Three months later Bambi, that was the name she had gotten used to, the name
drilled into her to respond to; responding to the other name only got her
punished, was dropped off at her condo. Well it used to be her condo. Her key
didn't fit the lock. No rent for three months got her evicted. The landlord
had thrown everything she owned in the dumpster. The furniture he sold. With
no communication for three months he assumed and so did the courts she had
skipped town.
The police came and took the upset petite blonde away. They assumed she was
some hooker high on drugs. With her nose, eyebrows and lips pierced and
heavily made up their assumption was reasonable. Dressed in only a white skin
tight crop top and a black lycra very mini skirt that was all she could be.
As they struggled to get her handcuffed and in the car the both the top and
skirt rode up giving her former neighbors good looks at her cunt. That is what
it was now. Women had pussy's, and what she had experienced no real woman
would.
No one helped her. No one could possible believe the foul mouth tramp arguing
and fighting with the police was Erin. The resemblance was not there. More
than one remembered Erin did not have a large bust. This whore had at least
36DDs.
She had no identification and out of habit gave her name first as Bambi then
changed it to Erin Brecken to the officer booking her for disorderly conduct,
resisting arrest and for good measure prostitution. The officer had a sense of
humor they dealt with these kind of idiots all the time and put it down as
Bambi Doe.
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90 days later Bambi was released from jail. Everyone she called wasn't home or
refused to believe it was her. She went before the judge alone wearing only an
orange jail jumpsuit. The people she shared the booking cell with had taken
her clothes. Then she was forced to do what she now did best, get on her knees
and crawl from female to female and used her tong....lapper.
She was surprised to see a familiar face waiting for her. She had not seen her
since her training and degradation. She would come to watch her be put through
her paces of bondage and gang bangs. She was even there when she was given to
the dogs. She was a familiar face though and she was happy someone was there
for her. She resented this woman but had a hard time remembering why.
Mistress Maureen was no where near as mean as her owner Mistress Tonya.
She got in the car with Maureen and just sat there as the handcuffs were put on
her. What else could she do. That was her life.
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>LASTING HUMILIATION or HOW TO RUIN YOUR LIFE
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You put Pony Girls in a story, and PRED will ALWAYS be there.
Clear, crisp writing, too -- sensory descriptions, beautiful word
choices,and plenty of "release" points throughout. I've never noticed
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