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In Louisiana, there are video poker machines in pretty much every restaurant and bar. When I lived in Louisiana, I had an ex who was very sexual and fun. She never once turned me down for sex or turned down an idea of something to do that was sexual. We frequently went to a local bat that was close to the house. One of the first times we went together, I said, Let's make a wager? I handed her $20 and said, Let’s each put $20 in the video poker machine. If you double your money or more, you win. If I double my money or more, I win. The winner gets to be the master for the night, and the loser has to be the slave for the night. If she wins, she gets to keep the money. If neither of us won, it was a wash, and there was no winner. (no master or slave). She was game and seemed to love the idea, and was excited to play

The first night we played, I won. It was a warm spring night. She was wearing a pair of black denim shorts and a very thin nylon blouse. As soon as I won, I said, OK, Slave, go to the restroom and remove your panties and bra. With a very large smile, she obediently went to the restroom and came out holding her panties and bra. It was obvious for everyone to see what she had in her hand, and she didn’t seem to mind. Her double D tits were visibly bouncing and swaying as she walked to me. She put them in my hand, I told her to go to the bar and order us some drinks as I walked outside and put them in my truck. When I walked back in she was sitting at the bar and the light was just right I could see the silhouette of her tits through her shirt. The material was so thin I could almost make out her areola and nipples through her shirt. As we sat at the bar, we talked about what she was going to have to do as a slave that night. While sitting there it turned me on seeing both men and women looking at her tits through the thin material of her shirt.

I told her I wanted to fuck her asshole when we got home but I wanted to do some daring things before we got home. She was very happy and enthusiastic to be my slave for the night and seemed almost giddy to be doing it. I put my hand on her leg and tried to reach up inside and touch her pussy but her shorts were too tight. I told her to spread her legs so I could get my fingers to her pussy. She did as she was told, and it looked almost vulgar as we were in public. We were sitting on bar stools, and it was so obvious what we were doing. I reached up and stroked her pussy with my pinky finger and I could feel she was getting wet. Because we were in public and before it caused a scene, I told her to put her legs back together. We stayed at the bar for a while and had a few drinks and we had a really great time. I could see she was feeling tipsy, so I said it was time for us to go home.

When we got outside to my truck, I told her to remove all of her clothes because I wanted my slave to ride home naked. She did as she was told and got completely naked right there in the parking lot with the lights shining on her and cars passing by. When we got into the truck, I told her I wanted her to masturbate all the way home. My goodness, it was hard to drive while she was masturbating. She put her feet up on the dash, and her legs were spread wide as I drove through the city. As I was driving, I noticed how the as we passed by the street lights how it would light up her beautiful body,tits and pussy. As we had to stop at a couple of red lights, she never stopped what she was doing even though there were cars all around.

When we got home, she didn’t put her clothes back on and walked up to the door obediently and waited patiently as I unlocked the door to let her in. I have no idea if any of the neighbors saw, but they knew me as the wild bachelor and would not be surprised. We went directly to my bedroom and she happily gave me her asshole to fuck. After she had several orgasms, I got to cum by pulling my dick out of her ass and shooting my cum on her big tits. She rubbed my cum into her tits and we fell asleep. After that night, it became a regular thing for us to make that wager. We called it the “usual”. Sometimes we played it a little differently. Sometimes she would win, and sometimes we would make the reward for the winner a little different but it was always something sexual. We dated for a little longer than two years, and over that time, we made that wager more times than I can count. We had to break up because she had some problems I could not deal with, and I could not help her with. I hated to see her go because she was such a sexual persona and never once turned me down for sex. Here are a few pictures of her so you can see what she looked like