She wanted to know if I just wanted to feel her up so that I could tell all of friends that I had. Certainly not! Scared or not, I did confess to her ...that if she did let me feel her up that I wouldn’t tell anyone about it if she didn’t want me too. Then I ran away before she could hit me.That Friday morning at school Camille asked me if I still wanted a date with her. When I said yes she told me that I had to go home with her after school and meet her mother and all of her sisters. Okay!I was. Yes sir," she moaned out. "Can I please orgasm?" "No. This is a punishment not a reward. But you can lick your fingers clean." Jessica slowly raised her fingers to her lips. She stuck them in, one at a time, and sucked them clean. They came out glistening. "Alright," I said. "Start playing with yourself again. But as I said before, you are not allowed to orgasm." This punishment continued, and by the tenth time Jessica was told to play with herself, she moaned out that she was close within. I settled on a large, double ended bendable dildo – must be 2 feet long total and about 2 inches round, and a set of nipple clamps – I have never tried anything like these (pain) before, and a pair of handcuffs. After I paid for everything and was getting ready to leave I decided to check out what movies they had playing in there booth section. All this section had was a chair facing a video screen and 3 walls and a curtain door that only came down half way. I guess this was so nothing. One night, I was having some really poor hands and got wiped out from what I'd set as a limit on my losses for the night. When I told the guys, that I was out of funds, one of them suggested that I could stake the whole pot, if I would bet my wife's panties. Laura and the other guys thought this was a hell of a good idea. Fortunately for me I won the pot, but later on I was down to nothing but my wife's panties and this time I lost. Dave won the pot and my wife's panties. He was quick to bet.