Strapon contest with consequences

[Dareholic]

Great Job, love the imagery you put into this story. Please continue.

[sarahsarah]

Here comes the next part. Please keep comments and feedback coming, whether you're a long term reader or particularly if you're commenting for the first time, I want to know what you think as it's your comments which keep me writing.


'OK little sluts, get ready for the challenge to begin.' We both walked over to the remaining mats in the main area and got into our positions. I was relieved as I saw Kim's naked body appear above my face, but at the same time felt very sorry for Lisa. Kim slowly lowered herself down onto my face. 'Don't start yet girls,' We were both warned.

I looked over towards Lisa through the space past Kim's thigh. I couldn't eve see Lisa's head as it was completely covered by Miranda's large body and particularly ass. I was completely surprised that Lisa was even managed to breathe. However I was filled with shame as Lisa's current predicament was seriously turning me on, as she lapped away at Miranda's pussy.

Crap, she'd started. In my complete daydream I'd missed the command to start. I wasted no time correcting my error as my tongue darted rapidly into Kim's box, attacking her and giving her no time for relief. I circled her clit and it wasn't long before I heard her gasping in satisfaction with her moans of pure pleasure. I was always renowned for my oral skills, with men and women. This was no exception, despite Miranda's increasing moans to my left, within no time I felt Kim's juices flow down onto my face. She arched backwards and let loose a high pitched squeal as she orgasmed ferociously.

However due to my late reaction I'd only just won the race. Just as Kim regained her composure and lifted herself off me, the loud moan to my side rang out around the room as Miranda followed Kim's example over Lisa. As Miranda rose off Lisa I looked across to her. Lisa's looked as if she'd just witnessed a brutal murder. Her face was in utter shock and disbelief, as if she'd just been scarred for eternity. However as she looked over to me she managed to return a smile.

We were actually still enjoying some of this and even Lisa would admit we'd expected far worse than face sitting when we first saw these two girls. We were allowed to sit on one of the sofas as Kim and Miranda recovered from their ordeal. 'I believe the score is now 2-1 to Lisa. Well done Sarah.' Kim congratulated me. 'Our next challenge is going to be a bit different however.'

Miranda took over. 'We're going to have a bit of a drinking contest. We both know you can drink hard from past experiences. But we want to know who can drink fastest. You each will have to drink 6 different drinks in a row in the quickest time possible. However don't try to agree to drink slowly as me and Kim will be joining you to set a minimum requirement. If you lose to us you will have to do a heavy punishment.'

I knew this was going to be close. Me and Lisa were both heavyweights when it came to drinking but we never usually raced and the few times we had it had been close to a dead heat, we usually only did competitions in quantity, and we had come up against these two girls in the past.

3.5 years earlier...........

It was now march, and I'd been at university for 6 months. My first set of exams had turned out well, I was having the time of my life, and my friends and I were now prolific members of the dare club. We'd built up a good reputation over the last 6 months and were gaining increasing popularity. We were all good friends now with Rachel who'd asked me personally to help run the society next year which I'd eagerly accepted.

Lisa had volunteered to fill the role as treasurer and seemed fitting to the role as a Mathematics student. Lucy was also taking a major role in equipping us with new supplies and had gained us a massive arrangement with her family for the latest stuff at discount rates. Hannah and Emma were active members but didn't take a role of authority despite other 1st years going to take over multiple roles among the committee. Notably James and Rob, the two lads we'd met in the initiation ceremony were going to become social secs. Myself and James had just started a relationship as well. Rob was dating Emma.

However despite the great fun I had within the dare club I was also a member of other societies. Myself, Lisa and James were also members of the drinking society, and coming up was the university bi-annual drinking competition taking place over the first two weeks of the Easter holidays. It only occurred every two years and we were all ready. Expectations were high for our society, who'd unsurprisingly won 5 of the last 7 competitions. Our usual main three competitors were the rugby teams, hockey society and real ale society.

The points of the drinking society were very straight forward. We always went to pubs, nightclubs and bars and were hammered by the end of the night but generally we were famous for our endurance, the amount of alcohol we could consume and still be on our feet. The drinking society was very elitist however. There were only ever 20 members in the drinking society (Usually about 15 guys and 5 girls).

The drinking society only took on 5 new members from each year and after leaving the university, unlike the dare club, you couldn't remain a member. There were nights where there were the old class returning but not many. Me, Lisa and James had managed to become three of the five to get a membership in our first year at the university. We were there to set the standards and markers on nights out and we generally didn't disappoint.

The idea of the contest was simple, their were 6 members to a team, 3 guys and 3 girls. Each member of the team drinks a shot every 2 minutes and the first team to have 4 members of the teams heads to hit the table or floor lost. Simple enough. Our team consisted of me, Lisa, Mel, James, Josh and Toby. We picked the people we believed to have the greatest endurance, and the quickest recovery as this would go on for 6 nights across an eleven day span. There were 64 societies in the competition in a basic knockout competition.

We flew through to the semi finals without even a single elimination on our side, filling us with confidence. However there was a massive upset in the quarter finals. The rugby club and real ale society had also cruised through but the Hockey society had lost, and not only lost but had lost in a clean sweep to the chess society. And to our immense surprise as we looked at the team there were 3 massively familiar faces. Kim, Miranda and Jake (the president of the BDSM society) were all on the team.

There was immense surprise from everyone but nobody could see how they'd of been cheating. There isn't really a way to cheat in drinking. We managed to defeat the Rugby society in the semi final despite Josh and Mel going down but more unbelievably the Real ale society had lost to the chess society. At least it wasn't a clean sweep this time as 2 chess members did go down but it was still reasonably comfortable.

We still had very little doubt we would win the competition but the fact that the chess society had reached the final was astounding. The next morning we met the chess team at breakfast ahead of the crucial match on the evening. We were trying to have a laugh and were still trying to process how the team before us had done so well and seemed so confident.

Banter passed back and forward before Jack made the comment which changed it all. 'If you're so confident in beating us how about a little bet about who wins.' There was already a significant prize for the winning society but there was always something about a good solid bet. Realistically despite the chess societies success we still couldn't see us losing. We immediately agreed to a bet and now it was only determining the stakes. Money was the obvious option but as university students we were all pretty much broke.

'What then.' It was Josh who spoke up on our side. There was murmuring among the groups and it appeared that me and Jack knew exactly what to bet but it was myself who spoke up.

'How about slavery?' A few people on both teams glanced at me a bit shocked but the 6 of us with a lot of experience in this area immediately agreed. Mel and Toby never backed down so also agreed reasonably quickly and Josh, as Mel's boyfriend was left very little choice. I was however surprised though by how quickly the other three chess members agreed. In less than a minute everyone was on board.

'The only limits in the slavery are the following.' I continued. 'Anything which could get us kicked out of uni, family, permanent and long lasting marks and it will take place for the first five days next week. Monday to Friday. Does everyone agree?' Surprisingly everyone nodded without any objections. The contest stakes had just risen massively.



Who will win the drinking contest?
What will happen in the 5 days of slavery?
How will the contest with with Kim and Miranda finish?

Keep reading to find out all this and more

[Dareholic]

5 days of slavery, the stakes have risen.

[kirsty03]

MMMM!!! I've been offline for several days. YEAH for new parts to read upon returning!

[Hunterman36]

It will be interesting to see who wins in both parts. The drinking contest in the past and the future one.

[pietjepiet]

I love the story. Both the flashback and the present. I hope Lisa wins and sarah gets a punishment

[sarahsarah]

Ouch How come everybody seems to want Lisa to win.

Glad to hear your opinions though. Who does everybody think is going to win the drinking contest?
I won't be able to get another part up until next week though. Sorry everyone, and thanks for reading. Feel free to post feedback either on the thread or via pm. I try to respond to all messages relating to the story.

[pietjepiet]

Because i would like to read how you suffer from the punishment. One of my favourite parts of the strapon contest was when you got caught.

[orlando007007]

yes i would love to to right a alternative ending like thing where the do not take the truss and have a day of pure hell for their trubble

[pietjepiet]

Every time i login on getdare, i hope to see an update of this stroy. I hope the next part gets written soon. Keep up the good work Sarah

[rix]

I love this story, finding this was how I found this place a few weeks ago.

I think you are a great author sarahsarah.

[sarahsarah]

The evening came upon us faster than expected. We'd done our usual routine, lots of carbohydrates to soak up alcohol, drinking alot of water, but for once the table was tense. Drinking was usually fun and relatively easy for us, but with these stakes, so much relied on just one night.

Despite still being unable to see how we could lose, these guys had knocked out some of the strongest drinkers we knew and at this stage of the competition most people feel the effects, including us but they weren't. Nobody seemed able to admit it but we were all scared.

The usual rules to drinking didn't seem to apply to these 6. And as we sat opposite them, despite Miranda none of them seemed to obey the basic formula for being able to drink alot. Excessive training helps, we had it, but not them. However, really there are only 5 steps to winning a drinking competition:

1 - Know your biology. Some people have a genetic predisposition toward alcohol, which allows them to drink more than average. Their natural tolerance is just higher, even without excessive training. I definitely fell into this category of people.

2 - Get fat. As a general rule, the more you weigh, the longer it will take for the alcohol to affect you. Your blood alcohol level is a combination of the amount of booze in your system divided by water in your system. We hit this more than them.

3 - Eat. Make sure you have eaten well before the contest, food was now banned during the contest. But also eat well after the contest as well, as this prevents hangovers. Greasy food forms a particularly good lining

4 - Hydration. Drink lots and lots of water. Alcohol dehydrates you, and it does it quickly. Your bladder won't like you but the rest of your body will if you drink heavily before these, as unfortunately you can't drink within them.

5 - Cheat. There were always basic ways to cheat in these but they'd all been stopped. Drinking and eating in toilet breaks for example but every method people knew had been stopped. So how could these six be doing it.

So this left us all with a problem. As we stared down the opposing team and the first 5 shots were placed in front of us all waiting. You had exactly 5 minutes to drink the first 5. Some downed them straight off leaving room to settle down before the next set. Some spread them over the time. Neither were bad strategies early on in the game. Later on for the sets of three I liked to clear them quickly to stop my body from resisting the last of the set.

All 12 of us picked the first glass and drank to the cheers of the spectators. The vodka went straight down my throat. I was never much of a fan of the drink, so I liked to waste no time in letting the liquid pass through me instead of savouring the taste. I was one of the last to finish as I spaced early drinks but unsurprisingly nobody struggled.

I was at the far end and looked to my right across my team mates. Everyone was full of confidence, but as I looked across the chess geeks so did they. Then next set of 5 shots were lined up in front of us. This time you were allotted ten minutes to drink all 5. No talking was permitted in the contest other than three reasons, the captain (in our case Toby) was allowed to call one two minute timeout in the contest, any member of the team could issue a formal complaint to the referee at any point if they felt one was needed. So far only two complaints had occurred in the entire tournament. One person accused a member of the darts society of pouring shots down his chin which was accepted and the member was disqualified, also someone had complained that the liquid wasn't correct measurements which had been rejected.

The only other time you could talk was to withdraw yourself from the contest. This often happened when people felt they might be sick and would prefer to do it in privacy, rather than embarrass themselves publicly. If you vomited or hit the table or floor you were out. By the end of the ten minutes, again unsurprisingly everyone had succeeded. The next three shots had to be done in 5 minutes. This was the point where I liked to get them done quickly and everyone basically agreed. In less than two minutes all the shots were gone.

The next round, the one which usually took the first few casualties, was 3 shots in 5 minutes again. I took the same strategy but unfortunately again noone was out. I looked along both lines, there was some slight swaying on both sides but neither team looked close to losing. The fifth round of drinking was often a killer, the lightning round, after already consuming sixteen shots you had to drink 2 in 30 seconds. I managed reasonably comfortably but the effects were starting to hit me massively. Still noone had gone down.

2 shots in 2 minutes was up next and as I finished them I could tell I was starting to struggle. The official timeout (10 minutes) came now. This allowed every remaining contestant to go to the toilet. Unfortunately as everyone was escorted there was no chance of cheating. I arrived back to the table and the half liter of vodka inside my stomach was starting to take effect. I knew I was swaying slightly, but I tried to keep as much focus as possible. What I'd of given for a glass of water at this point.

The format changed now. Players would be forced to drink a shot every 2 minutes until the contest was finished. I took the first one in my hands and when the referee called 'Drink' I leaned back and drank. 2 minutes seemed like two seconds and when the referee yet again called drink the first victim was claimed. However amazingly it was on our side. Lisa fell forward onto the table, her head hitting against the wood. The next shot took two players. James, my boyfriend fell backwards, and I gasped momentarily as he fell hard on the floor behind. I relaxed as the doctor confirmed he was OK.

Fortunately however, Emily on their side had also gone down, showing they weren't invincible after all. This filled us with a bit more confidence going on. The next shot yielded no results though but the one afterwards tied the score. Darren had pulled out after speaking up, he ran to the toilets, clearly about to throw up. Unfortunately the next shot put us under real pressure. Mel had dropped forward meaning just one more casualty on our team and we would lose. Toby would be able to drink for another hour, but I also knew me and Josh couldn't last much longer.

26 shots were down and the 27th yet again filled us with hope. Kim was eliminated. It was now sudden death. Everyone but Toby seemed to be struggling now, but pure will seemed to get the 6 of us through number 28 and 29. However the 30th and the highest tally for twenty years finished it all. 2 people fell forward.....




Who went out in the competition?
What is the end result?
How will the contest with Kim and Miranda finish?

Also the ISDGs, more slavery, a presentation like no other and more coming up. So keep reading to see what happens.

[pietjepiet]

Why do i hope Sarah goes down?

[Dareholic]

Still a great story. Please continue

[pokemonpasta]

Originally Posted by fitslave123

Whoop whoop!!!


Definitely wrote some great details in that part!! Hottest chapter yet

I agree

maybe different points of view