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World Cup Wager

... disliking her. He knew she was right. There was silence between them and it was half time of the game. During the half time, there were ads about the coming game tomorrow. They advertised the match between Libya and Norway. Tomorrow night was also Friday night. Anna wanted to ease tensions, just in case that Farouk was still heated up about all this and worried that he might even try attacking her later when they are outside the cafe. “So who do you think is going to win tomorrow night?” she asked him. Farouk gave her an annoyed look, and then finally spoke. “Libya is going to win,” he said. “But Norway is the host state. The game is in Norway,” Anna was struck dumbfounded. “Libya has been doing well so far,” Farouk cried. “Yeah but Norway is playing at home territory. Plus I don’t think a desert country is going to beat an ice-capped country in its own territory,” Anna spoke arrogantly. “We will win,” Farouk said. He is really fucking stupid, Anna thought. Anna then had a fun idea. She wanted to put this creep in his place once and for all. “How about we make a wager on that?” Anna smiled. “A bet? Ok sure. How much money are we talking about here?” he asked. She could tell from his facial expression that he wanted to “fuck” her. She was also equally familiar with Arab-themed erotica too. She knew Arabs always wanted to have white women as sex slaves, and the thought of the whole idea turned her on, even if it is only fantasy. A part of her dreamt right now that she was going ...

... to be degraded, by being humbled and ending up his slave. But she knew that he could end up her slave, and she knew ways of how she was going to have fun with this arrogant Arab guy. “How about this. The loser becomes the slave of the winner!!” she suggested. If she wasn’t confident, she wouldn’t be making this bet. “You’re on,” he said. They agreed to meet up again tomorrow night. Farouk enjoyed this kind of wager. He had never had it offered to him before, especially by a sexually attractive woman as Anna. “So how about this. The loser becomes the slave of the winner, for let’s say, an entire month. The loser completely belongs to the winner. Hey how about we bring our passports and the loser has to give his or her passport to the winner, as a sign of singing away his or her human rights and freedom!!” suggested Farouk. “I’m cool with that!! But of course when the month is over, the winner has to give back the passport!!” she told him in a cold tone. “But of course,” he smiled. They both left the cafe afterward. But when Anna got home and took a shower, she wondered if she had gotten carried away and if having made such a wager was such a good idea. Well she was sure that he was going to lose and become her slave. When Friday night came, the two of them showed up in the Libyan cafe. They both sat at the same tables they sat the evening before. But what happened after the first 15 minutes of the Norwegian-Libyan match shocked Anna. Libya scored a goal against Norway. “Looks ...