A Lost Bet

Usually when someone makes a bet with me, they know they’re going to lose. So you had to know you were going to lose, didn’t you? I think that’s what happened. You made this bet knowing you were going to lose just so you could have an excuse to be my slave. It’s not very fun to win when I know your loss is really your gain. So I’m going to make being my slave much more difficult than you thought it would be. I’m going to control that cock of yours. That’s the deal. There’s no escaping my will. That’s the price of losing.