The Contest

"You could save yourself a whole lot of trouble by saying it right now, you now..." His voice sounded as sweet as honey, while he teasingly ran his fingers through her hair. She looked at him with contempt, and tried to evade his caresses, what wasn't easy, with her hands tied way overhead. "You can just forget about that; this time I'm going to WIN! You can spank me until the early morning: I'm NOT saying it!"

Kyle looked at her in surprise. "Who ever said something about spanking?" For a moment, Daphne was taken aback. "What do you mean, we did take a bet..?""Yes, the bet being that I would get you to say something within the hour. But I never said how I was going to do it, did I?" "Kyle...", she started, the blood running from her cheeks. But he smiled and pinched her nose for a second. "Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything horrendous to you. I'm not even going to hurt you!"

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