The Prize - Sex Stories

The Prize

“Tonight, I thought I'd spice things up from our usual poker game.” Duncan announced to his friends. “We will play poker not for money, but for the opportunity of the lucky winner to spend the night with my beautiful wife, Cheryl!” As he said her name Duncan pulled back the curtain concealing his wife. Everyone's gazed focused on her. Cheryl was standing in one corner of the room. Her wrists were bound and tied to a rope through a hook in the ceiling. She had to stand almost tippy-toed to relieve the pressure on her wrists and shoulders. She was wearing a light cotton top and matching skirt. Visible to everyone was her lacy red bra and panty set underneath. A matching red ball-gag kept her quiet. Cheryl helplessly looked out at her assembled friends. There was Tim, an old friend of Cheryl's and the man that introduced her to Duncan fours years ago. She knew Tim had always wanted a night with her. Jerry was an old friend of Duncan's, and then there was Mike. He was Duncan's oldest friend and a vulgar, grotesque man. He liked making crude comments to Cheryl at every opportunity and Cheryl despised his presence. The two women present was Alison, Tim's wife, and Rachel. Rachel was the best looking middle-aged woman that Cheryl had ever known. Raven red hair and full lips, tits, and ass. But the most amazing thing about her was her piercing green eyes. Cheryl had met Rachel when she starting working at the insurance company. Rachel took a liking to the new girl. Rumor had it, ...

... Cheryl was told by others, was that Rachel was a full blown lesbian. She never said one way or the other about it and Cheryl never asked. She had invited Rachel to the Friday night poker game six months ago and was now a regular fixture at the game. “This is how the game is played.” Duncan started. “The game is No Limit Seven Card Stud. The buy in is $50. The winner of each hand will get to make one cut of Cheryl's clothes with these.” He displayed an 8” set of shears to the group. “Be careful! These are very sharp. Once her clothes are gone, the game will continue until one person wins. And that person gets Cheryl tonight.” he paused for effect. Mike, of course, was the first to speak. “So let me get this straight. I win tonight, I get to take your wife home and fuck the shit out of her? Anyway I want?” “Yep. That's the game.” “Well fuck ya I'm in!” Mike said confidently as he slapped $50 on the table. Out of the group, he had won the most. “So.....is Cheryl being punished or something?” Alison's meek voice asked. “Yes.' Duncan confirmed. “Cheryl has a problem with shopping. Today she spent over $800 on clothes using a maxed out credit card. The overdraft fees total about $250, which is what your buy in totals. I will not put $50 in since I'm putting in my beautiful wife. The winner will get her, I get the cash. Clear?” Rachel stared at her beautiful friend. Her prize. She hated poker, but was good at it. Now she was motivated. “I'm in.” she declared. Tim laid down $100 for ...