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Poker Face Part 1

We’ve been fooling around for a few months. I’ve been open since the day we met about being a dominant guy, who honestly was looking for a long-term slave/toy/sub. You find this intriguing. You have always been curious about this lifestyle, and ask tons of questions about my likes, etc when we hang out usually when we grab drinks or dinner before our rendezvous.

Because of your questions, I’ve slowly introduced you to my large collection of toys and many different sexual experiences. Handcuffs one night, butt plugs another. Some nights I throw you around, and others I’ve called you princess. You even asked me to spank you one Friday night. Your curiosity about all things related to domination and submission makes me like you even more. My time helping you explore has been some of the best in my life. I’ve opened the door to you submitting fully to me

We’ve had long conversations about what a fuller Dom/Sub or Master/Slave relationship could look like between us. You get excited every time we have this conversation. It makes you wet just to talk to me about it.

I’ve made a plan to make your submission even more special. I’m going to win your submission through strip poker. If the cards will it, it’ll happen I say to myself. I set the stage by inviting you over to hang out, play games, watch Netflix, and just chill.

It’s a Friday, and we plan to spend all weekend together. You arrive wearing shorts that are a bit too short, a tank top, a bra, and presumably panties. I can never tell because sometimes you surprise me.

You jump onto my counter after grabbing a bottle of beer and ask. “So what’s on the agenda this weekend.” You tease me.

Usually, we’ve talked through a bunch of things to try before we hang out. This week I’ve been a bit silent about my plans for good reasons.

I just smile at your question and grab a beer. I join you in drinking. You tease me with your foot.

“Come on tell me.” You say with a gentle foot nudging of my crotch. I let you play with me before shaking my head implying I’m not telling you.

“Come on,” you say pouting your lips. “What are we doing! I want your cock”, you demand. You slide next to me and slip your hand into my pants. I let out a soft moan, and nuzzle your neck.

“I’ll tell you in a minute. It’s a surprise.” I say as I lean forward and kiss your neck and giving you easier access to my pants.

“Ok Daddy,” you respond with your new favorite phrase. You know that calling me daddy makes me instantly hard or at least harder than I already was. I let you play with my cock for a bit. Normally that move would have me on you instantly, but I’m taking it slow tonight. I nuzzle your neck while you play.

Eventually, I pull your hand out and motion for you to follow me to the living room. I plop on the couch and you join me with our beers. “So tonight I want to play strip poker to get us going. I hope that sounds like fun.”

You smirk. “Yes, daddy. I can’t wait to beat you and see you naked, again,” you tease.

“Rules are simple. Loser strips and the winner gets to help. Are you wearing panties tonight? I want this to be a fair game” I glare a bit at you and you nod letting me know that you are clothed there.

“well let’s start. You want to deal first” I ask

“Sure”, you take the cards shuffle well, and deal the first hand.

I lose the first hand to the pair of 7′s that you have. I chose my socks. I throw my feet into your lap and let you claim your prize. You glad pull my socks off and throw them at me.

I deal with the next hand and lose again. My plan may be harder than I thought. I chose my shirt. You slowly unbutton it and play with my chest as you do. I’m still wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and boxer briefs.

You comment smugly, “You’re hard cock is going to be out before you know it.”

I just glare at you. I decide that now is as good time as any.

“So I have an idea, what if we made this game more interesting. The loser has to do something the winner wants. How does this sound?” I suggest.

You perk up, seeing my planning at play. “So if I win, I can have you do something for me?” I nod. “hmm. Let me think”. You ponder as you grope my legs and crotch. “How about if i win, you fill me with as much cum as you can this weekend?”

I’m a bit surprised, but I quickly and ecstatically agree. That’s the kinkiest thing you’ve asked me to do, and even if I fail this will be fun.

“Now if i win, I want you to be my slave for this weekend. “ as I ask this I squeeze your thighs, not sure of your reaction.

“YESS!!” you almost scream. You lean forward and kiss me. It’s as though you’ve been waiting for something like this

I’m surprised by your strong reaction, but I don’t question it. It’s been a long time coming for us. I cross everything I can because I desperately want to win and make this happen.

You deal the next hand and lose. You throw your feet into my lap and I slowly pull them off. I throw them at you. Payback and all.

I deal myself a losing hand. I choose my undershirt. You kiss me as you pull it off slowly. You lick my stomach and chest as you peel it off of me. I start making plans for how much cum I’ll need to produce this weekend. I may need to grab a viagra to get through it all.

I let you deal the next hand. You lose badly. I look at you hoping my luck is getting better.

“How about my tank top,” you say as you slide close to me to let me remove it. I take my time pulling it over your head. I pause at your breast. I caress them gently before pulling them over your head. I’m still down clothes but not out.

I deal and thankfully deal you a losing hand. I smile now that we are even. “What’s it going to be I ask.”

“My bra” you respond quickly. You motion for me to come over and claim your prize. I slide over and move my hands under your breast. I cup them gently before moving my hands over your breasts. I squeeze them gently. I run fingers inside the cups so I can play with your nipples. After some fondling, I finally unhook it and pull it off of you. I pinch your nipples before returning to the game.

We’re both tied with clothes. You deal the next hand. We play quick and you lose. You look a bit happy with the results. I slide over without an invitation.

I unbutton your shorts first then slowly slide a hand into them. I play with you through the fabric of your panties. You moan a little. I lean in to kiss you. We deeply kiss as I play with you. I slow work your shorts off.

We kiss even after the shorts are off, and play with each other. We finally pull away to see what the outcome of the game will be.

I deal with the next hand slowly. This could be what we’ve both been longing for it seems. I’m nervous. You just smile at me. We look over our cards. My hand is ok but not great. You give nothing away. We show. I almost don’t want to look, but I do. I win. I win you, but somehow I think you let me win.

“So Sir, what’s next,” you ask as you crawl towards me.

I kiss you as I reach to claim my prize and start your first weekend of servitude.

to be continued.