David groaned, watching the Tv as, with only minutes left on the clock, what had been a comfortable lead for the Hawks evaporated over the course of a couple of bad misplays. Desperately, he willed them to rally, then prayed for a comeback but when the final whistle blew, marking the end of the games, they were down two points to the Jaguars. His team had lost. 

“So…” His girlfriend, Allie, purred from her end of the couch where she had sat, enjoying the sudden reversal of fortune. “Guess who’s just lost our little bet…” 

“I did…” David moaned glumly. He was a good enough sport to know when he had lost. Much as he might regret it now, it was time to make good on their wager. “I guess I’m yours for the weekend.” A holiday weekend too. When Allie had proposed the bet, David had been looking forward to having his girlfriend as his helpless bondage slave for three whole days, but his team had lost and now the positions would be reversed.  

Allie wasted little time issuing her first command. Snapping her fingers imperiously, she pointed to the open space between Tv and the couch. David briefly considered protesting that it was still Friday evening and technically the weekend wouldn’t start until Saturday but he thought better of it. Whether it was now or a couple hours from now when the clock struck midnight, he was going to end up collared and chained eventually. It was best not to give her extra reasons to make his servitude harder then it had to be.

Glumly, David stood at the indicated spot and turned, adopting the standard ‘attention’ pose both of them used when it was their turn on the wrong end of the leash: hands clasped at the back of his head, legs spread slightly apart, eyes straight ahead and waited for the next order.

He didn’t have long to wait. “Strip!” Allie said, her eagerness leaking into the authoritative tone of voice she’d adopted. David obeyed immediately. He had on a Hawk’s jersey, shorts and briefs so, even going as slowly as he did, it was mere moments before he stood in the middle of the living room stark naked. After folding up the discarded clothes and setting them aside, David returned to the ‘attention’ pose, blushing slightly as he saw his girlfriend eyeing him hungrily. The 28-year old man was 6’2” with short brown hair, not cut but fit enough. 

“You wait there, just like that, slave.” Allie said, rising from the couch. She was short, with long straight black hair and dark eyes. Like him, she had on a loose jersey in the Jaguar’s team colors and shorts, which couldn’t quite hide the slender 26-year old body underneath. Silently, David rued the fact that, but for that last minute play, she would have been the one standing here, naked, while he planned all he would do with her for the next three days.  

Allie disappeared from the living room. She was gone for quite a long time, but David didn’t dare move from his position, not until he was given permission by his Mistress. That was the way the two played their games. Now that it had, officially, started with Allie giving David his first order, they were no longer boyfriend and girlfriend, but Mistress and her helpless slave. 

Over the years, the personas they’d adopted for their games changed. Currently, David was roleplaying as John Saxton, formerly a rich and powerful businessman abducted one night and delivered, hooded and bound to the dungeon of the mysterious Mistress Midnight who had begun training her new slave. David suspected it would, in time, be revealed his captor was a former lover he had spurned years ago, but Allie was playing things close to the chest at the moment.   

Had David not lost the bet, tonight he would have taken on the role of one Henry McAllister, notorious white slaver and Allie would have been his latest victim, Sally Ryans, an innocent schoolgirl Henry had kidnapped and was training to auction off once her will was broken. 

While David was musing this, Allie came back into the room. David couldn’t see her, unwilling to turn to look without permission, but he could track her by the clanking of the chains she was carrying. He was hardly surprised then, when she stopped behind him and gave another order. 

“Feet together, slave.” Allie snapped. David shuffled, bringing his feet beside each other. He heard a rattle as Allie separated the pile of restraints. A second later, David felt cold steel against his skin as the first cuff was closed around one ankle. This was repeated with the other. At another order from his Mistress, David shuffled his feet back apart, finding his progress halted when they were about four or five inches apart. 

Allie stood back up and stepped around. Given how long she’d been gone, David was unsurprised to find she’d taken the opportunity to change into her ‘Mistress outfit’ which consisted of a tight, white blouse over black pants and calf-high leather boots. A wide leather belt encircled her waist, from which was hung a stun gun, thankfully just a prop used for their games and an all-too-real and well used riding crop. Her black hair was now tied back in a high ponytail and she had on a black domino mask.  

Standing in front of David, Allie held up a small, silver colored key, the one that went to the fetters now locked around his ankles. She slipped it onto a keyring which hung from a short leather string around her neck. This was something they did in their games, a way of reassuring David that they had the means to release him when the game was over. 

The next phase of dressing David up in his ‘slave outfit’ was a thick leather belt around his waist. Allie pulled it snug before buckling it on and slipping a padlock through to lock it on. The key to that was shown and added to the ring. Spaced around the belt were a number of large D-rings. To one in the front, Allie attached another set of handcuffs. 

“Left hand.” Allie ordered and David lowered that arm in front of him. He felt her grab it and pull it into place. The metal cuff slipped around his wrist and closed until it fit snugly against his skin. This process was repeated with his right hand. As always happened at this stage in things, David felt a surge of emotion run through him. He was now well and truly helpless, his eventual freedom riding on the small ring of keys hung around his girlfriend’s neck. 

He got another thrill as the next piece of his bondage was added: a thick leather collar which Allie buckled snug around his throat. It was padlocked on and Allie showed him the key and hung it on the ring with the others. It didn’t take much for David to get into the mindset of his role now: naked, chained and now collared he was really a helpless slave. 

After Allie had attached a 3-foot chain lead, letting it hang loose on David’s naked chest, she knelt down once more. David’s hopes, among other things, were briefly raised as he felt her hand go to his manhood, but they were dashed a moment later as he felt the touch of cold steel on it as well. He groaned, recognizing it at once, but shackled hand and foot there was nothing David could do as Allie swiftly fitted the chastity cage onto him. 

“You won’t be needing this for the next couple of days.” Allie teased, giving the cock cage a shake, making sure it wouldn’t come off until she allowed it, before slipping a small lock on. David groaned as he heard the ‘click’ which guaranteed he wouldn’t be having much fun this weekend. The key was added to the ring and Allie tucked the whole assembly into her blouse. 

“Come on, mistress…” David protested feebly. His girlfriend had only put him in enforced chastity a few times as part of their games. He wondered if he had done something recently that might have made her cross with him but his mind came up blank. 

“Hush, slave!” Allie said, placing a finger to his lips as she rose. “You do not have your Mistress’ leave to speak. I will punish you for speaking out of turn soon, but as I am a merciful mistress, I will make sure you do not earn further punishments.” She bent and grabbed the ballgag she’d brought from their playroom with the rest of the restraints. It was one of their bigger ones, all black with a full leather head harness. David couldn’t help but groan as the plug was jammed into his mouth and the straps pulled tight, encircling his head. 

“There…” Allie purred, taking up the riding crop, holding it in one hand and David’s leash in the other. Circling around him, she waited a moment to let the anticipation build up before striking without warning. David gave a sharp grunt as the crop delivered stinging pain to his backside, but the rubber plug filling his mouth all but stifled it and the following yelps as David was punished by his Mistress. This went on for a couple minutes, only stopping when the doorbell suddenly rang. 

David grunted quizzically through the ballgag. It was too late in the day for casual visitors and given their wager he certainly hadn’t invited anyone over. Allie, on the other hand, was unsurprised. “Wait here, slave.” She said, letting go of the lead. “Mistress will be right back.” Leaving him standing there, naked and chained in the middle of the living room, Allie hurried to the front door. 

A moment later, David heard the door being opened and his girlfriend greeting whoever was outside. To his surprise, he recognized the voices as two of Allie’s close friends. The first, which said “So, did you catch the game?” belonged to one Tommie Danielles. And the other, which followed it up with “Guess that means you lost our little wager.” was Hannah Chu. 

David’s mind raced at this development, but before he had long to dwell on it, he heard the door close and, from the sound of the voices, the other two had come inside. Worse, they were heading towards the living room!

With a panicked moan, David turned and started shuffling to the door to the playroom, sure at least Allie wouldn’t bring her friends there, but his feet were limited by the 4-inch chain to a slow hobble and he’d barely gone more than a couple feet when the three women came in.  

“As you’ll recall…” Allie was saying to her friends. “The exact wording of our little wager was that, if I lost, I would provide the entertainment this weekend…and so I have! And where are you going slave!?!” She snapped this last bit in her sharp ‘Mistress’ voice, having spotted David trying to shuffle out of the room. “Get back here and kneel at your Mistress’ feet!” 

Cheeks blushing, listening to the giggles of Allie’s friends, David turned to face the trio. Tommie was a short, curvy girl with red hair cropped in a short pixie cut. Hannah was a tall, statuesque asian girl with long, straight black hair tied in a ponytail. Both were dressed the same, in jackets, jeans and hiking boots for some reason. Noting the leering looks of the two, David lowered his gaze, focusing on the ground a foot or so in front of his shackled, shuffling feet as he slowly crossed the room towards them. 

“As you can see, my slave still needs more training…and punishment!” Allie said as David stopped and slowly sank to his knees and bowed, groveling at her feet. “But he’ll serve us well, I assure you.” Allie reached down and grabbed David’s leash, tugging on it to signal David to look up at her. “I didn’t tell you this before, but the girls and I have a little “retreat” planned for this weekend at Tommie’s family’s vacation cabin.” 

‘Retreat’, David knew, was code for lots and lots of kinky bondage games. The three girls were all as wild for it with each other as David was with his girlfriend. “We had a slightly problem: all three of us wanted to play and none of us wanted to be the toy… so you’re going to be our bondage plaything now! After all…” She added as David gave a muffled front of protest. “You agreed to do whatever I asked this weekend and it I tell you to please my friends you’ll do so! And besides, it’s not like it’s the first time they’ve joined in our games…” 

That was true, David had to admit. The most recent had been a couple months ago when Allie had surprised him on his birthday. He’d come home from work to find the trio chained together on his bed, naked apart from a few strategically placed ribbons and bows so he could ‘unwrap’ his presents, the start of an unforgettable night. Of course, now the leash was in the other hand, literally. 

“How did you get him to agree to this?” Hannah asked as Allie ordered David back to his feet. 

“Oh, I made a bet with  him…” Allie replied. “If the Hawks won, he got me for the weekend. They didn’t, so instead I got him!” 

The other girls laughed. “You sly bitch!” Tommie exclaimed. “Now I get why you proposed our little wager. And why you insisted on betting on the Hawks!” 

David could see it too. Allie had arranged things from the start so that, no matter who lost, she would come out on top. If the Hawks lost, she’d get her boyfriend chained up and ready to be offered to Tommie and Hannah as their plaything this weekend. If the reverse happened, she would have been able to tempt David with an enslaved Hannah and Tommie to avoid slavery herself. As it happened, the three women won in the end and it was David that had ultimately lost. He groaned miserably. 

“Heh! I don’t think he likes the idea of being our slave boy for the weekend.” Tommie teased. 

“Probably just upset he’s got three gorgeous women here and his little cock caged up tight!” Hannah countered, giving the steel device and the organ trapped inside, a playful shake. David blushed a brighter shade of crimson, whimpering into the ballgag. 

“Sorry girls…” Allie said with a smile. “He may be our toy for the weekend, but he’s still my boyfriend. I insist on having exclusive ownership of that particular bit of him, thank you very much!” She smiled as the other two groaned. “I promise you, his tongue is fully trained and will give you all the pleasure you desire!” David cringed, cheeks burning as the girls laughed. “And if he doesn’t…well, I’ve got a new strap-on I’ve been waiting ages for a chance to try out on him!” The three laughed as David groaned miserably. 

“Speaking of…” Allie thought aloud, “I still need to finish packing up. Why don’t you two get our toy loaded up for the trip?” She handed David’s lead to her friends. 

“Sure!” Tommie said, taking it. “The cage we brought might be a bit cramped for him, since we thought you’d be the one going in it…” She eyed the naked, chained up man. “But I’m sure he’ll fit nonetheless! And besides, it’s only a four hour drive to the cabin!” The three laughed as David whimpered.    

Still laughing, Allie rushed off to grab her bags. Tommie and Hannah turned yanking on the lead. David moaned, but was helpless as he was dragged by his collar to the front door. Outside, Tommie had parked her SUV on the driveway. Fortunately she’d backed in and with it dark out no one saw as the naked and chained slave was hauled to the trunk. In the back, squeezed in between the  two women’s bags, was a small wire kennel cage. Opening it up, the two grabbed hold of David’s arms and heaved him up into the trunk. He bent over, near double, and crawled in. 

“Comfortable?” Tommie asked, laughing as David moaned in answer. The door to the cage was closed and padlocked shut. He knelt a few minutes, listening miserably as the two women stood nearby, gleefully discussing all they could…and would, do with him for the next three days.

Finally, Allie came outside, pausing briefly to lock up the house. Her bags were tossed in the trunk beside David and the hatch closed up. He heard the three climb in the seats in front, then the engine started up. With a lurch, the SUV rolled out of the driveway and onto the road, starting a long weekend of slavery for him…