A Wish Bet (1)
The Queen pushed her driver’s seat back and looked at me. “Come here, darling.”
“Yesss!” Without even realizing it, I let out a bright, nasal little squeak and climbed over the seat, settling myself on top of her lap.
“...” My heart was already starting to boil over. No. Calm down. I couldn’t let this happen right from the start. For the sake of the mansion, I had to hold it together no matter what.
“How adorable.”
“If you keep underestimating me like that, you’re going to regret it.” I wrapped both arms tightly around her, making it hard for her to move. “So? What are you going to do now?”
“First, let’s set the timer.” The Queen set her phone timer for ten minutes and placed it on the storage box between the driver and passenger seats.
“I’m ready.”
“Come and get it!” She blew a warm breath right against my ear.
“Hngh…!” My carefully planned strategy crumbled instantly; the arms I’d wrapped around her loosened far too easily.
“Stick your tongue out.”
The moment I obeyed, she grabbed both my cheeks and began kissing me fiercely.
“Mmh, chuup… chuuup, chuuup… ha…” While still holding my face, her fingertips slid up to gently caress the shell of my ear.
“Hah… hngh…” I-I’m already about to lose it…
Her warm, slippery tongue relentlessly tormented my weak spots. A tingling sensation traveled down my throat and spread throughout my entire body.
Hold it together. You have to endure.
My body twitched and trembled, already anticipating climax.
Stay still, damn it.
I desperately tried to suppress the rising wave of orgasm. Just as the pent-up pleasure threatened to explode, the kiss finally ended.
“Haa… haaah…” If she’d been even a second slower, I would’ve been in serious trouble.
“Was I too intense from the start?” My mouth wouldn’t close. I stared at her with drool spilling down my chin. My eyes were so watery that her face looked blurry.
“What are you talking about? I’m not even the slightest bit turned on!” My tongue was so loose that the words came out all tangled.
“I’ll teach you what real caressing is later.”
“Oh? Then I’ll have to study hard.”
The Queen reached both hands inside my dress and began kneading my large breasts.
“Is this how you caress someone?”
“I-I don’t know…” The warmth of her hands on my chest made my waist twist involuntarily.
“Ah, right. My little slave used to love having her nipples played with.” She peeled off the sticker-like bra I was wearing and placed it on top of her phone. Then she began lightly scratching the tips of my nipples.
“Haa… haah!”
“Does it feel good?”
“It feels terribleee!”
“Then I guess it’s fine if I suck on them.”
“T-That’s…”
She grabbed the shoulder straps of my dress and pulled them down. The moment my breasts were exposed, she immediately leaned in and bit down on one.
“W-Wait a second—”
Then she started sucking on it like she was drinking milk, completely lost in the act.
“Nngh… hah… haaang…” Once again, just as I was on the verge of climax, the stimulation stopped. I looked at her with a pitiful, longing expression.
Why won’t she keep going?
Wait, no. This is actually a good thing. We’re in the middle of a bet.
Before I could even catch my breath, her fingertips rested on the back of my neck and slowly slid all the way down my spine. Because of the dress, my back was practically bare, and a tingling sensation spread across it.
“Haaang…!”
What should I do? If she starts touching my pussy like this, I won’t be able to hold on.
No. I can endure it. I can definitely endure it…
The Queen heard the mutter I’d accidentally let slip and let out a small chuckle.
“D-Don’t laugh at me…”
Her hand slipped inside my panties. While one hand massaged my ass, the other stroked down my back.
“Hiiik! W-Wait a secooond…” My hairs stood on end and goosebumps erupted all over my body. On top of that, an electric jolt shot upward, making my head shake wildly.
“Haa… haaang!” I clung to her with all my strength, desperately fighting back the oncoming orgasm.
“Is it hard?”
“It’s not hard at all! I’m not struggling one bit!”
“Then I’ll make it even more intense.”
“N-No, you can’t…”
She wet her fingertips with saliva and once again stroked down my spine.
“Hiiiit…” My back shivered so violently that I lost all strength.
“T-Time out! Strategy time!”
“There’s no such thing.” The hand that had been sliding up and down my back slipped inside my panties as well. She gripped my ass with both hands and studied my face.
“Hngh… haaa… This is weird. You’re only touching my butt, but…”
“Are you about to cum?”
“N-Not even close!”
“Really?”
The Queen leaned in and began sucking on my collarbone.
“Haa! Haaang… S-Stop… It keeps tingling…”
“You have to endure it, don’t you? It’s a bet.”
“Huuuung… I’m enduring… I’m enduring…”
But my body keeps throbbing and heating up on its own!
Soon the hands that had been massaging my ass moved to the front. Her fingertips began tracing slow circles around my clit.
“T-Time! Time out!” I tensed every muscle in my body, trying to suppress the pleasure. I gave her the most pitiful look I could manage.
“Just ten seconds! Only ten seconds!!”
“Nope~”
“P-Pleeease… haaa… please…”
My pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and the slippery stimulation grew stronger by the second.
“My little slave, you only have to last seven more minutes.”
“Seven minutes!?” Hadn’t only three minutes passed? I thought at least five had gone by.
“Haaang… What am I supposed to do…”
“You can do it. Hang in there.”
“Y-Yeah… I can do it…”
The finger on my clit moved faster.
“I can’t…!” My body trembled violently from the overwhelming sensation. My pussy kept leaking fluids, as if preparing for climax.
“Haaang… I-I’m about to…”
Just when I thought I really couldn’t hold it anymore, the stimulation stopped again. I looked at her with desperate, misty eyes.
“Your Majesty…?”
“Yeah, my hands are getting a little stiff, so I’m taking a short break. My little slave is holding out surprisingly well today. I might actually lose.”
Oh, I see. So she’s getting tired too. Maybe I really can win this.
“Even if I take the mansion, I’ll let you live there with me. I’ll take care of you!”
“Thank you.”
While resting, she licked along my collarbone.
“Huuung…”
“This much doesn’t affect you anymore, right?”
“O-Of course not.”
Despite my words, my body was burning hot, and even the slightest touch made me shiver uncontrollably.
“Huu.”
“Then let’s start again.”
“J-Just a little longer…” The break had only made me even more aroused.
“No.” With a mischievous smile, she began touching my clit again.
“I-I’m really…”
Her finger then slid down to my entrance and tapped against it like she was knocking.
“If you put it in, I’ll…!”
“My little slave can handle this easily, can’t she?”
“T-That’s true, but still…” To buy even a little time, I shook my head frantically in her arms.
“No. No way.”
“I’m putting it in.”
Her fingertip entered first, lingering teasingly for a moment before suddenly sliding all the way in.
“Haaang!”
“Can’t hold it?”
“I will endure…” I hugged her tightly with both arms and tried to hypnotize myself into believing her finger wasn’t inside me. But my body was desperately focused on feeling every inch of her finger.
“It feels so good…” Wait, what am I saying?
“It doesn’t feel good at all!” I forced myself to ignore the pleasure and held back the moans trying to escape.
Just as I was starting to get used to one finger, she added a second.
“Huuut! T-Two is…!”
“Good girl. That’s my slave.”
To endure the trembling, I clutched desperately at the hem of her clothes. She watched me for a while, then gently stroked my head with her other hand.
“There, there. You’re holding up so well.”
“P-Please just surrender now…” In truth, I was the one who wanted to surrender. The two fingers filling me brought both pain and intense pleasure, making it almost impossible to endure.
“Oh dear~” With a sly tone, she wriggled her fingers inside me.
“There are still four minutes left. Should I just accept your surrender?”
Four minutes?! I can do this. It’s almost over. Just a little more…
“Heeng… hngh… haa…”
“Lift your head.”
She grabbed my chin with her other hand and tilted my face up for easier kissing.
“Huuung… huu…” Tears welled in my eyes and saliva dripped from the corner of my mouth. I looked at her with a face flushed deep red.
“That expression is beautiful.”
The fingers that had been wriggling inside me began moving faster, making wet, squelching sounds.
“Haa… huuu… haaaang!!” I can’t hold it anymore! My mind keeps spinning; I feel like I’m going to break.
“Y-Your Majesty…”
Just as my consciousness started to blur, she pulled her fingers out and showed them to me.
“Look at this~ They’re absolutely soaked.”
Desperate and aching, I reluctantly began sucking on her fingers. Every careful lick along each knuckle made my lower belly throb.
“Chuuup… chuuup…”
When she finally pulled her fingers from my mouth, a thick string of saliva stretched and broke between us.
“Now please… touch my pussy again…”
“My fingers hurt. I need to rest.”
“Please… please, I’m begging you… My pussy is so hot it feels like it’s melting…” Without her even ordering me to, I clasped my hands together and pleaded desperately.
“Please… I’m at my limit. Make me cum… please…”
“Are you sure that’s okay? You’ll lose the bet~”
“I don’t care if I lose… I’ll grant any wish you want… so please…”
“Alright.”
Her two fingers slid back inside me, filling me completely.
“Haaaaang!”
“Does it feel good?”
“Y-Yes… it feels so good… the way my pussy is squelching is too good…” Maybe because I was drunk, the embarrassing words slipped out naturally.
“You should speak politely, shouldn’t you?”
“I-I’m sorry… hiiit! Please don’t stop…”
Her fingers moved even faster. At the same time, she grabbed my chin with her other hand and kissed me roughly.
I’m getting my pussy fingered so hard… and now this sloppy, wet deep kiss on top of it…
My body moved on its own, chasing even greater pleasure. An intense sensation rose from deep within me.
“Huuung… haaa… ha…” I pulled my lips away and clung tightly to her.
“Your Majesty… I think I’m going to cum…”
“Go on, then. Cum for me.”
“Haaaaang!!!” I climaxed while buried deep in her embrace.
A little while later, the afterglow mixed with the alcohol hit me, and my head began to throb painfully.
“Huuu…”
“You need to clean my fingers properly, my little slave.”
“Yes, Your Majesty…” I held her hand with both of mine and licked every inch with devotion.
The next day, the Queen shook me awake.
“Mmm~”
“Wake up, my little slave.”
“Five more minutes…”
“Hurry.”
“Haaam…” I opened my eyes and looked around. It was still pitch black outside; the sun hadn’t risen yet. I checked my phone and saw it was the middle of the night.
“W-What’s wrong?”
“Do you remember last night?”
“...” My memories were hazy, but one thing was crystal clear: I had lost the wish bet. While I was passed out drunk, she must have changed me into a slip.
“C-Can’t we call it a draw…”
“Take your clothes off, darling.”
“...” The thought of what was about to happen sent a rush of both excitement and anxiety through me. I slipped off the nightgown, folded it neatly beside me, and knelt down, adjusting my posture.
Operation: Trigger Sympathy.
The Queen handed me a large coat and a red collar.
“Your Majesty… are you perhaps…”
“Yes. We’re going to do outdoor training.”