[Fiction] Never fall asleep at a party

[LongKnight]

Troy, the Football Team Captain stepped forward and took one look at Brian. The look was one of pity, disgust, confusion and fear. Had he miscalculated when he made this bet? Could he end up humiliated like this if he lost? Could his fate be worse? Was there a fate worse then that?

He pushed the thought from his mind. He'd picked the two dumbest airhead girls he could. He was certain of a victory.

He had to smile though if this was one of his team members then he wasn't going to last long and Troy did like to see others humiliated and more importantly to be the one doing the humiliating.

Brian's fate didn't bother Troy much. There wasn't that much more that everyone couldn't already see and besides once the girls were naked and at his mercy there would be more guys disrobing so that they could get them some of the sweet females that were there for their sole pleasure. The big question was whether or not he should let Brian get himself some revenge?

Troy was busy musing trying to decide whether he should pick one or have all three kneel before all the guys and to be used as target practice for the inevitable excitement that would build up as the girls hidden charms were revealed.

Troy knew that Bambi and Barbie wouldn't mind. He knew in fact that they would love every minute of it. He knew this because he and the football team had done it to them before. In fact they had done it so many times that it had become part of their post match ritual after a victory.

They'd never done it before with this type of audience though but when Troy had shared this part of his plan with them they had got very excited and didn't seem fazed by it at all. It was at this point he knew that they were the ones that he was going to pick. After all they wanted to be naked and to receive the fruits of their labours.

Troy was so busy with his musings he barely noticed the slightly nervous looking person that had come to stand next to him.

Byron was very nervous. He had been caught hiding in the girls locker room. He had snuck in there to try and get some material for the hidden camera website that he was putting together. Cynthia his partner in crime was supposed to be taking the camera in with her when she went into the locker room. At the last minute though she had chickened out, when he got home tonight he was going to publish the photos that he had of her. He had given her a choice; either he would publish her or someone else if she got him some pictures of someone else. She knew the stakes.

Byron had got greedy though and the thought of having both Cynthia and as many others as he could get had proved too much. Byron’s plan came unstuck though in the same way as any badly thought out stupid plan does. His excitement had bubbled over and in his rush to take care of it he had made some noise and been discovered.

Byron panicked and started expecting the worst. He thought that he was certainly going to be having to find a new school at the very least and he was fully expecting a Police visit as well. Instead he had been stripped and photographed himself.

Then the girls had taken turns in writing on him and they took further photos of him. He was completely at their mercy. If he ever published photos of any of these girls then they in turn would publish the photos of him.

He thought this would be the end of it and then he had been offered an unexpected lifeline. If he participated in a game that night and ensured that his team lost then not only would all the photos of him mysteriously disappear but he would be provided with a steady stream of photos that would keep him going for as long as he wanted.

Byron didn’t even hesitate he just accepted, grateful that not only was he getting out of the situation that he found himself in but also elated to have found a source to feed his needs. Then his top head caught up with his little head.

He was going to be naked in front of everyone. He was going to be humiliated in front of everyone. Everyone was going to see his humiliation. His mind began to whir, trying to find an angle. Could he recover the photos and avoid being humiliated. He had the glimmer of an idea. He just had to make sure that if the opportunity presented itself he took it and also that someone else got the blame.

Hence why when he took his place next to Troy he was looking nervous. The way that Brian was dressed hadn’t exactly helped things. That and the fact that all the clothes that the girls had given him back to wear was his T-shirt and Jeans. Byron couldn’t help but wonder what Brian had done to end up dressed as he was. Surely it couldn’t have been worse then what he had done?

Byron cleared his throat. Troy snapped out of his musing and noticed Byron. He didn’t know who he was or how much use he would be. Troy had already discounted Brian. Now the question was should he discount the new guy as well?

Troy thrust his hand out “Hi, I’m Troy”

“I know. The Football Captain, I’m Byron, Honours student and Computer specialist.”

Troy knew that he might have something here. He might just of some use. Byron felt excited, he knew who he should leave the blame on when he executed his plan to prevent his humiliation.

Troy looked across at his opposition. He felt his game time ice coldness descend. He never got nervous once he was on the field and facing his opposition. He knew this was his moment. This was the point where he had to call Bambi and Barbie to come to join the assembled cast and then it was game time. He opened his mouth to call them but before it could from the first syllable they were there grinning like Cheshire cats. Not at him though but at Byron?

Rather then stand there with his mouth open in another text book example of why he was the Captain he instead said “Huddle up Guys”.

Byron and Brian looked at each other, gave a shrug and huddled up.

“Ok guys. Help me to win this and I promise that both of you will have the night of your dreams. I will personally make sure that all three of those girls give you everything that your minds can possibly imagine. “

Both Byron and Brian felt there spirits raise. Byron wondered if maybe Troy could make the girls give him back the photos? The question was did he want the Captain of the Jocks knowing about his little sideline? Byron had a lot of thinking to do.

Brian on the other hand started thinking about all the fantasies that he had imagined that involved him and his goddess. Could this be the night that it all came true?

Both Brian and Byron grinned at Troy. Troy stepped away from the huddle and looked across at the girls. He knew that he had stacked the deck in his favour and looking at his team it was pretty obvious that the girls at sought to do the same. Troy though was (he liked to think) a master motivator especially of guys. After all what kind of guy didn’t want a beautiful woman at his mercy?

“Shall we begin?” He asked.

[LongKnight]

Stacey stared over at the boys and smiled to herself. Everything was going to plan. Troy had as predicted given her the two people that she had planted into the football teams lives so that she could spy on them.

Bambi and Barbie were actually brighter then they let on. They were as into sex and wrapping men around their little fingers as their reputation suggested. As submissive as they seemed somehow they always got what they wanted. The best bit was that they left their conquests convinced that whatever they did was all their own thinking.

Stacey had originally met them at her old school. There as much as now the twins were desperate to be part of the in crowd but were never quite able to crack it. Stacey knew this and had promised them when she became Queen Bee if they helped her then this time they would succeed.

Brian was her fun little distraction, her puppy dog. She knew he fancied her but the truth was nothing would ever happen. He was too much of a wimp for her. Still as a place to practice her manipulation skills he was perfect.

Stacey couldn't believe her luck when she found him asleep. She had thought that she was going to have to almost seduce him to get him to be part of the plan. She was glad that she didn't have to. Especially after they had stripped him and she saw the size of little Brian. When he had got excited Stacey decided that he was definitely a grower rather then a shower.

The underwear had been a nice touch. Not her idea (or her underwear) but one that had make her smile.

The next part was the most delicate. If it succeeded then she would have her team ready for her to make her move against Angela. Stacey had been planning Angelas dethroning ever since the pair had first met. She had been biding her time, building alliances, putting pieces in place, covering her tracks.

Stacey looked toward Troy and fixed him with her best icy stare.

"If you strip now I promise to go easy on you. If you choose to continue know that you will be at my beck and call for a very, very long time and I will take pleasure in making your time as my slave excruciatingly painful and challenging."

"I think that you should strip and kiss your underwear goodbye. Trust me when I win it will be the last time that you wear it or any other. Don't forget the sooner you start the sooner you can be free."

Stacey knew by his lame answer she had him. She took a pack of cards out of her bag and began to deal five to Troy which she placed in a line and then five to herself.

"The game is very simple. High card wins. Each card represents one item of clothing for a member of your team. If you win all five rounds then you automatically become the winner. If the first five cards don't settle this contest then I will deal another five and so on until one team is naked. That team are the losers I will then deal one card. That card determines how long the team will be slaves. Each number card represents that many weeks. A Jack 11, Queen 12, King 13 and an Ace is 26 weeks. Last chance because the second you turn that first card there is no backing out."

Troy laughed and turned over his first card...

[LongKnight]

The first card was an eight. Troy then turned his second card over it was a two. His third card was a Jack. The fourth was a five and his final card a four.

Troy felt a little deflated. The cards were a mixed bag. The odds were very long that he had a knockout but he also felt that the Jack was sufficient to ensure that Stacey would not land a knockout either. The two, four and five would probably be beaten. The eight stood a reasonable chance. Troy looked at Stacey.

Stacey paused for effect picked up her first car and then turned to the crowd.

"So if this card is higher then an eight then I win. Lower then an eight and I lose."

Stacey turned the card over and showed it to everyone. It was a seven. Stacey was calm, Troy began to feel better.

Stacey turned over her second card it was a three. Her third card was a ten. This took the score to Troy 2 and Stacey 1. Stacey still remained calm.

Not surprisingly Stacey took the remaining two cards with a nine and a queen.

This meant that Troys team had to remove three items and Staceys team two items.

Troy smiled at Stacey and said "Ladies first."

Stacey turned to the Barbie and Bambi and nodded at them. They each reached behind themselves and unzipped there dresses allowing them to slide down there bodies.

A collective gasp rose from those watching and also from Stacey. As the dresses slid down and past the girls breasts they were revealed in all of there glory.

Stacey was shocked and fuming. The twins were only wearing tiny thongs and stockings. This was not part of her plan and would make it harder for her to win without revealing anything herself. They were supposed to be wearing more under there dresses and definitely not showing anything.

Stacey mastered her emotions and turned to Troy and fixed him with her best stare.

Before Troy could react Brian stripped out of the bra and underwear that he had woken up in and put them on the table.

Brian felt relief that there was no restriction on his excitement anymore. He did feel a bit embarrassed to be naked in front of all these people but not as much as he had been feeling. He just hoped that his goddess appreciated his excitement and that she would assist him with it when the game was concluded.

Troy had to admit that he respected Brians actions. He could also accept them and if he was being honest he would have done the same in Brians place. He looked at Byron who seemed to be wishing that he wasn't there. He certainly didn't seem to want to take anything off.

Troy sighed and removed his own shirt. A few of the watching girls cheered the sight of Troys chest.

Stacey soon silenced them with a glare. She collected the cards and dealt the next ten cards