Strip Poker

Strip Poker

For some time, my wife, Carol, and I had been experimenting with different kinds of sexual games. I couldn't believe my luck as I finally discovered her hot buttons.

I had been traveling and for once, Carol could come and join me for a few days. When she arrived, I took her to the hotel and we began to play. I suggested strip poker and she agreed. We both agreed that the game would not be over until both of us were nude, and when one party was nude and continued to lose, he or she would have to perform certain acts to make up for the lack of clothing.

I had amazing hands, drawing nothing less than three of a kind for the first four hands, winning each of them. Carol had lost her shoes and socks immediately. It was going to get interesting very quickly. My luck changed the next hand as she drew a full house compared to my pair. I lost a shoe.

The next hand, my luck returned and Carol lost her top. The same was true again and she was before me in her bra and panties and I was nearly fully dressed. I could feel victory coming with lots of penalties for Carol. I was beginning to plan her demise when Carol won another hand and lost the other shoe. It still looked good for me.

The next two hands I had full houses and Carol was nude and I had a long way to go. I was beginning to salivate at the possibilities. Carol knew she was in for a long evening. She was, however, able to win the next hand and I lost a sock – big deal!!

The next hand was mine. I had decided to give Carol a choice of her consequences. I suggested that she either allow me to shave her pubic hair or that she blow me and swallow my cum. [She had never done either before.] Carol turned bright red and thought for a long while. She finally decided to be shaved. I approached my task for glee. We went into the bathroom and I prepared myself with a warm, wet towel, a new blade in my razor and my shaving cream. The job was done in about fifteen minutes and she was as smooth as a baby's but. In the process, I managed to rub her clit and pussy as I worked the shaver. She was beginning to get wet.

The next hand I lost my other sock, but I was more than paid back after that. Carol lost again. I offered her a choice again. She could either go over my knee for a spanking or she could blow me and swallow my cum. Once again, neither was a happy choice for Carol. She thought about it for a long while again and decided to have a spanking. Please note that I didn't specify the number of spanks. I intended to get her bottom a nice and glowing red. Carol draped herself over my knees and I had a wonderful view of her ass and pussy. I played with her for a while and then began spanking. It took about 35 swats before her bottom was really glowing and I stopped.

Carol lost the next hand as well. And I continued giving her choices. This time it was either the blow and swallow job or I would fuck her virgin, glowing ass. She was beginning to feel abused, but it also was turning her on. Carol was really afraid of an ass fucking, so she finally agreed to blow and swallow the cum. I told her she could only use her hands to get my cock out, but then she had to keep them at her sides. She hesitantly unzipped my jeans and freed my growing cock from my shorts. She had sucked for short times in the past, but never to this extent. Carol slowly began to lick and then suck my cock. I could tell that it was going to be a long ordeal the way she was going, so I slid my belt from my jeans and told her that if she didn't get going, I was going to whip her with it. That was the ticket and she began to show some movement. After about ten minutes, I could feel the orgasm growing, so I grabbed her head and began to fuck her face. When I came, I held my cock at the back of her mouth, pouring my cum down her throat. It was a glorious experience for me!!

I let Carol get a glass of water to wash my cum down and then we were back to the game. I knew that I had a winner with the ass fucking because she would probably do anything to avoid that consequence. Carol had to win four more time before I would be nude. I knew that I would have at least one or two more opportunities to dominate her. This was going to be fun. The next consequence was going to involve some travel and exhibitionism.

The next hand I lost my dress shirt – no problem. But I was able to get four of a kind for the next hand and it bet her badly. The ass fucking was my ace in the hole. I told Carol that she could either submit to an ass fucking which she knew was take a long time since I had just cum a few minutes ago, or she would have to go out and buy some nipple clips to be put on her tits. Once again, this was a difficult choice. But I knew that Carol would not want the ass fucking and I was right. I told her that I was willing to take her to the adult book store [I had scouted it out earlier in the day]. I said that she couldn't go out nude like that. She was to put my shirt on. Carol reached for her panties, but I said, "No panties. Just the shirt!" Carol's eyes showed that she knew what she was in for, but I doubted it. Carol put the shirt on and I told her to leave the top four buttons undone, showing a great deal of cleavage. And every now and then, her bald pussy would peek out as would her very red ass.

We had to ride the elevator down 14 floors and walk out through the lobby. Carol's face was as red as a beet. It was obvious to anyone who even glanced at Carol that she was wearing nothing beneath the shirt. She was able to navigate the hotel without showing too much. The parking lot was a different story. It was breezy out and the shirt was blowing around quite a bit. Some teenage boys on the corner of the lot got quite an eyeful.

Once Carol was in the car, she let out a huge sign of relief. But I knew that her problems were just beginning. The adult toy store was about a ten minute drive away and I let Carol relax for the drive. When we arrived, I asked Carol how she was going to pay for the little torture device and she blanched. She did not bring any money, credit card or identification with her. I told her that I'd help her out. I took out a crisp, new twenty dollar bill and gave it to her. I had checked earlier and knew that the more fierce nipple clips would cost about that much. The more severe ones were pretty menacing. I told her that she had to spend as much of the twenty dollars as was possible, which meant that she would have to inspect them pretty carefully to determine the price plus tax to figure out which to buy. I was going to be watching her all the time. I also told Carol that because I was doing the buying that she had to wear the clips out of the store. She had to have any man present put them on her. It could be the clerk or a customer, but it had to happen in the store. While they were being put on her, she had to open the shire completely and when they were on, she had to leave five buttons undone. This was to make certain the chain connecting the clips would be visible to everyone.

Carol reluctantly got out of the car, giving anyone looking a great view of her bare pussy. The wind was gusting more now and so every now and then she showed off her cunt and ass. She was as embarrassed as I had ever seen her. I told her that I would be come in just a few minutes and she should begin to look over the clips but hold off on the final choice until I could see it happen. I already knew that the most severe nipple clip would run a final cost of $19.90 with all taxes and that this had to be her choice. But she would need to ask the attendant about the final cost of nearly all of the clips before she would know that was the one.

I waited about five minutes and entered the store myself. I immediately saw Carol intently looking over the nipple clips. By where they were placed, she had to lean over the counter a bit and you could see all of her ass, red as it was. As she looked at the prices, her eyes began to bulge. She realized that she was going to get a severe nipple clip. There was no way around it. Carol kept asking the clerk what the price for this one or that one would be with the tax. She told him that she had only twenty dollars and needed to get the best one possible for that price. I knew that the clerk was going to take his time because he had a great view of her tits and occasionally her cunt. Eventually he located the most severe set of clips with a heavy chain between them. It was the one that I had priced. He kept looking through the entire inventory but told her that he couldn't find anything closer to the twenty dollars. Carol paid for them.

It was apparent that Carol thought she had formed a relationship with the clerk and so she asked him very quietly if he would come to the back of the store and put the clips on her. The clerk let out a loud laugh and nearly shouted, "I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm not allowed to touch customers here in the store. You'll have to find someone else to do that for you!!"

Carol turned bright red and began to glance around the store. There were several customers in the store, but she centered in on a young man in his twenties and approached him. After her brief whisper to him, you could see his smile grow, but he refused to go to the back of the store with her. So I watched as Carol opened the front of the shirt. The young man ripped open the package and began to test them. A sadistic smile began to show on his face and he said rather loudly, "Boy ma'am, these are really strong clips. Are you sure you want them on your nipples?" Immediately everyone in the store turned to look at Carol. Before he could even get the first clip on one of her nubs, there was a circle of men around her watching. Carol was standing there with her shirt open, showing her tits and her bald pussy while the man was testing the strength of the nipple clips. He took his time and finally figured out how he was going to do this. He reached out and rubbed Carol's right nipple until it was erect and then very quickly snapped the huge clip on it. She wasn't prepared and screamed at the shock. Anyone who wasn't already circled around her came and watched the spectacle as Carol was jumping up and down, only making the clip bite harder and harder. She finally settled down and he reached for her left nipple, stroked it hard and released the clip to another, slightly softer scream.

Once she settled down again, Carol carefully counted down five buttons and buttoned the sixth and seventh ones, leaving a huge amount of cleavage for everyone to watch. Carol didn't even realize that I was still in the store as she went running out the door to the car only to discover it was locked. She looked up and saw me slowly strolling out to the car. I opened the driver's door and slowly reached across to unlock the passenger door. She literally jumped in. When she was in and the door closed, I reached across and stroked her cunt. I discovered, as I had expected, that it was very wet. I believe I finally released her BDSM tendencies.

When we finally arrived back at the hotel, Carol had to negotiate the lobby and elevator once again. Then we were safely back in our room. At that point I felt sorry for her, but still wanted to control her. I suggested that she had had enough for the night and that we should fuck. She agreed. "But," I said, "in order to let you off the hook like that, I want you to keep your pussy shaved AND I want to fuck that beautiful ass before we go home. If you agree to those conditions, we'll fuck and then I'll take the clips off your nipples." Carol reluctantly agreed, knowing that I would probably fuck her ass tonight if the game continued.

I slowly stripped and went over and lay down on the bed. I told Carol to take the top position and ride my cock. This would make her very aware of the nipple clips as she was bouncing up and down. It took quite a while because I had already cum once that night. After about 20 minutes, I could feel my cum beginning to well up inside my cock. Just as I was about to erupt, I reached up and removed the clips from Carol's nipples. She screamed as the blood began to rush back into them. We both came in mighty orgasms.

It was a night to remember and now Carol is my obedient slave. What a girl.