This choice: Sasha and Kyle do exercise to make her armpits worse (Kyle doesn't know) • Go Back...Chapter #3Sasha and Kyle do exercise to make her armpits ... by: Unknown AS A LITTLE SIDE NOTE: Down this arc which will mostly be written by me, this will gradually turn into a BDSM story, or at least a 'Fuck Buddy' relationship with strong humiliation and sadism. If that's your thing, feel free to add to it but please keep it so the arc makes sense. If not, the 3rd option will always differ to Choices 1 & 2 for you to add something...
Sasha opened the door for Kyle; “hey!” the smile on her face was a smile of pure joy with a touch of wickedness. Kyle blushed; looking at her nervously then looking at his feet, “Hi…” the way Kyle said that sounded almost creepy, his voice was unusually lower pitched than usual due to how nervous he was. As he said that he tugged on his colour and his brow began to sweat. Kyle was a submissive, and has had a crush on Sasha for near a year now and Sasha knew this. While she did not share her feelings for him, she was looking for a ‘Playpal’. College left her mentally and physically stressed and she wanted a Boy Toy to abuse and humiliate, as cold as that sounds.
"So are you coming in or what" Sasha stood to the side of the door gesturing for Kyle to come in. She was wearing a thick wooly top with tight jeans and no socks on, the wooly top had a few loose threads and seemed a bit revealing, she looked as if she was not wearing anything on underneath and Kyle went to a great and painfully obvious effort 'not to notice'. He walked inside, facing in the opposite direction to her, he looked around her house in curiosity, the house was well furnished and clean with laminated flooring and Crimson wallpaper.
"So what do you want to do today?" Kyle asked, mustering some confidence. He figured he couldn't be a nervous wreck the entire time he was there. He was not out to impress her, he had accepted the idea that she would never fall for him so he was not quite sure why he came round. Out of desperation perhaps. Sasha smiled and yanked him by the collar pulling him into the front room, she threw him onto one of the couches. "Alright, what do you want to do, it's your choice! You're the guest, you know!" She said laughing.
"Errrrr, Nintendo Wii? We could play Tennis... or something.." "Great! Tennis is good we can do that!" After the Wii was set up and they began playing; things were going very well, they were having fun. However after about half an hour or so, they were both getting very tired and it had just dawned on Kyle how boiling hot it was in this room. "Why is it so hot in here?" Kyle asked, panting moderately. "Sorry, I like it nice and toastie, I'll turn the heating off if you want. Kyle was surprised that she was not bothered by this, she was red hot, literally, and her body was soaked in sweat. "I am getting tired though, perhaps I may turn it off... Do you mind if we call it a day with the Nintendo?"
Kyle was really into playing Tennis with her, and they were tied, having won 2 games each. The games were short, fast paced, very tiring and competitive. "Wait, can we play one more game? We're tied at 2 games! Why not put a bet on the last game and sees who wins?" Kyle had such a childish grin it made Sasha smile. "Okay then, what are the stakes?" "I don't know. You decide first, I'll pick something on par with your bet." Sasha circled the room twice slowly, looking up at the ceiling thinking for about 10 seconds before she had her answer. "Let's see how daring you are... If I win, you have to sniff my armpits." she said lifting her arms up, you noticed how sweaty she was, but now you were focussed on her armpits, those big black stains gaping from her arm pits. A sudden impulse shot through Kyle's body to his crotch area and he felt it stiffen slightly. He then felt disgusted and embarrassed with himself for enjoying the thought of his nose being up her armpits. He wasn't sure what it was; the domination or just that type of body contact with Sasha. Anyhow, he said, "You're on. If I win, you have too..." The confidence from his voice slowly drained as he reached that final word, his head plummeted, "kiss me."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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