Dangerous Wagers: Part 1
Blairbrek
THE HIGH PRICE OF WAGERING
Erin could not believe she had allowed herself to be goaded into wagering.
Unfortunately for her she had won the first three races without wagering and
over estimated her ability to pick winners, having two long island ice teas
beginning to affect her judgment also did not help. When Deborah and
Katherine talked her into betting she felt confident her winning streak would
continue.
Fortunately to everyone's amusement they were enjoying watching the petite red
head being humbled. The person most grateful for her foolishness was the
formerly nude woman called Pet by her "owner". Erin had lost first her shoes
and then wanting to win them back lost her dress.
Erin was invited to the "races" by her largest client, Katherine Sloan. She
had left the firm of Johnson, McMicheal and Weber to start her own law firm.
She had taken several clients. Katherine however was a real coup for her.
Sloan Industries was a very large client for her former employers and to Erin
it was the cornerstone of the business she dreamed of building. Only 29 she
had the intelligence and drive to realize her dreams at an early age.
Now she was humiliating herself by making stupid wagers. She was barefoot
wearing only her push up bra and panties. The club rules prohibited anyone not
dressed in normal street attire from using chairs. She was further humbled
when the stewards removed her chair. She had two options stand and draw
attention to herself or kneel. She figured that by kneeling at least she would
be quite so visible.
She glared at Pet as the steward gave her Erin's chair. Wearing Erin's dress
and shoes she was now appropriately attired and was deemed acceptable to sit
rather than kneel as Erin was. Erin blushed in embarrassment and anger when
Deborah told Pet that "seeing how she was now dressed like a real person she
could sit like a real person". Deborah's comments though not directed at her
were meant for her.
She was honored when Katherine had invited her to a special club she belonged
to. She was stunned when Katherine explained on the drive out just what the
club was. All the members had "unconventional interests". The club held races
every other month where "certain individuals" would race. The "interests" ran
the gamut. Erin found them shocking. The "individuals" had actually agreed to
be the property of others. Wearing various leather outfits to be made up to
resemble pony's they were racing individually or pulling sulkies with riders.
Erin was initially uptight being around individuals with such tastes and
bizarrely attired but Katherine' strong personality put her at ease. The
alcohol helped her relax and she soon found herself enjoying the party like
atmosphere. She felt part of the "in crowd" and she reasoned for Katherine to
reveal this side of herself she must really like her. The only thing
Katherine cautioned her of was, like her, these people took honor very
seriously and any "commitments" would be expected to be honored. The warning
was made in a stern voice that she had only heard Katherine use to emphasis an
important point.
She felt giddy and wagering her shoes seemed innocent enough. Monetary wagers
were frowned upon and being an "innocent" as they were jokingly calling her she
felt it would make her even more accepted. The wagers consisted of service and
possessions. Losing her $70 Evan Picone's bothered her but not as much when
Deborah, Katherine's friend they were sharing a box with, gave them to the
naked woman kneeling next to her. All the tall brunette wore was a collar
around her neck. The leash attached to it had been clipped to Deborah's chair.
She wondered what kind of a woman would allow her to be a "slave" of another,
especially another female. She thought the woman must be a real bimbo to allow
herself to be so humiliated in public. At least she thought the "pony's" had
some coverings. Unfortunately Erin had voiced some of her thoughts on Pet and
the woman kept ginning her dirty looks that had not gone unnoticed. When
Deborah won the first wager and Erin had slipped her shoes off she gave them to
Pet to antagonize Erin. Pet grinned at Erin as she slipped the shoes on her
feet.
Erin couldn't believe she had lost the next wager also. That Deborah had let
Pet pick her "pony" upset her to no end. She had lost to a bimbo. She tried
to talk her way out of having to forfeit her dress but a stern look from
Katherine and disapproving looks from the people in the adjoining boxes
reminded her of just how serious they took "honoring commitments. Afraid of
upsetting Katherine, Erin slowly and hesitantly raised her dress up and over
her head slowly revealing her taunt body to the smiles of the others.
She realized too late and standing in only her lingerie that the stakes, her
dress for Deborah's, were too high
and she should have insisted on betting only her bra like she wanted to. Even
Katherine had goaded her into making the wager "worth while".
Erin fumed at the joking comments being made by the others as Pet giggled when
Deborah handed her dress to her and graciously thanked her. She quickly put it
on and had asked Erin how she looked "being clothe". Katherine in the spirit
of humbling Erin introduced her to Maureen "as she didn't look the pet
anymore." "Oh thank you Katherine I must have forgotten my manners introducing
two equals" Deborah mockingly commented to Katherine; then looking Erin over
had to add "well almost equals" It was right after that comment the stewards
came and removed her chair.
Erin knelt humbled and embarrassed she refused to be talked into betting on the
next race. Even the people in the adjoining boxes got into the act. The wager
they were trying to get her to make was just too......too risky. They wanted
her to bet Maureen. Maureen would put the dress up, however Erin would have to
bet her bra. Maureen insisted that was not enough and said if she won she
would get not only the bra but would "give" the lingerie clad attorney her
collar to wear. Erin trying to save what modesty she still had refused to
wager anything. Laughter erupted when the pony she picked came in first. her
humiliation would have been stopped but she didn't believe in her choice and
everyone let her know that and the obvious she would have her dress back.
She caved on the next race. The comments about her in only in her underwear
and being forced to kneel was getting to her. She finished her third long
island ice tea and made her pick, number 4, a long legged brunette. When the
race started it was obvious who everyone wanted to win, pony number 8,
Maureen's pick. The cheering started as soon as the pony's started. It was
the most vocal the club members had been during the races so far. She glanced
at Katherine, even she was cheering against her. They enjoyed watching someone
humiliate themselves especially a new very attractive female.
The race was close, Erin was jumping up and down cheering for all she was
worth. It was for naught. Her pony came in third, Maureen's first. She
slumped against the box rail and hung her head. Her shoulder length red-hair
hiding the tears welling up. Hearing "you have something of mine" snapped her
out of her despair. Maureen was holding her collar and leash in her hand and
smiling broadly ear to ear. "Awww don't be a baby and cry" That comment from
the woman wearing her clothes stiffened her resolve.
She wiped her eyes and quickly unhooked the front snap and removed her black
demi push-up bra and tossed it at Maureen. The oos and ahhs snatched her
resolve and courage. She covered her breasts with her hands and bowed her
head. "Gee I'm surprised you even have to wear a bra with those plums" Maureen
said mocking her actions. Erin was beet red with embarrassment standing in
only panties. She could not believe she had lost and stripped off her clothes
exposing herself to strangers. Worse this tramp was the new owner of her
coverings.
Maureen's comment was an exaggeration. Erin had very perky breasts that she
was very proud of. Though they were a b-cup on her slim 5 foot 4 inch frame
they looked larger. Maureen could not stop gloating. "There is no way this is
going to fit me" she stood ramrod straight thrusting her full 36C breasts out.
She wanted to exaggerate the difference. Erin watch in silence as she walked
to a garbage can and threw her bra in it. That was one article of clothing she
had no hope of winning back.
Erin was tuned out to the comments being made. She was lost in self pity at
her humiliation. If she had been listening she would have realized several
people were complimenting her on her figure and ability to follow through on
her commitment no matter how humiliating.
Maureen walked back and turned her to face the other spectators. They all
smiled and started clapping as the heavy black leather collar was buckled
around her neck.
The one comment she did hear loud and clear in was " Well this is quite a role
reversal look who the silly bimbo is now." It was made by Tonya, an
immaculately dressed black woman she had been introduced to who had overheard
Erin's comments to Katherine about Maureen.
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