Paying the Debt "I can’t believe it," I mutter as I watch the replay on the computer screen, "I lost." I let out a growl of annoyance. You then flash me that evil smile that you do so well. Looking at the clock you notice that it’s very late and you’d better get going. "I’ll be back tomorrow around three thirty, four o’clock to collect my bet," you say, kissing me briefly on the lips. I growl in response to your cocky tone and smug grin. I then grab you and give you a hard kiss goodbye. "You’d better not welch on this bet," you say in leaving. Then I hear the door close "Damn," I mutter, "I should have known better than to make a stupid bet like that. I guess I’m going to have pay up but…" My mind starts to whirl with ideas and images. "He is going to be calling the shots but I think I know a way to shift a little of the power back into my hands. I have never been the submissive. I still need to have some control over the situation" Then in a flash it comes to me. "Fire and Ice!" "Oh boy is he going to be in for a surprise tomorrow" I say as I get the things I need ready. I go to the top of the closet and pull out a glass, an ice cube tray, coffee cup, and a container of bottled water. I fill the ice cube tray and put it in the freezer, the bottled water goes in the fridge. I leave the coffee cup on top of the little fridge a with the glass. After everything is in order I get ready for bed and go to sleep. The next morning I still have things to do to prepare. After everything has been set up I pick up my book and begin reading. -A few hours pass- I put down my book and take a look at my watch. 2:30 PM. My stomach tightens, knowing that you’ll be here within the hour. I don’t have a lot of time to get myself ready. I throw on a pair of jeans, a black silk shirt, and a pair of leather boots. Then I have to finish setting up. I fill the coffee cup with water and put it in the microwave for a few minutes. I then put the ice in the glass and fill it with water. I set the glass and coffee cup on the ledge next to my bed. I then am left with minutes to sit and stew and get even more nervous. I jump almost a mile when you open the door. You take one look at me and it’s obvious how jumpy I am. And you can’t help but laugh. You then grab me and kiss me. Hard. Forceful. Scraping your nails down my back. I arch back and my moan pours into your mouth. You then travel to my neck where you proceed to torture and tease. Biting, scraping, licking. A low growl forms in my throat as I throw my head back. You then stop. "If I recall correctly, you have a debt?" you say with a slight smile on your face. I nod, look down, and blush. You then tilt my chin up and bring your lips to mine. Gently at first. My hands instinctually wrap around your neck, pulling you closer. The kiss becomes more and more passionate as the seconds pass. My hands move down from your neck to your shoulders as I slowly back you up towards the bed. We both fall back onto the mattress, with me on top. I then decide to tease and torment you, just a bit. I lean over and gently bite your neck, scraping my teeth over your warm flesh. I then trail my tongue up to your ear, very slowly. I start nibbling your ear, every so often flicking it with my tongue. I hear you moan and gasp just a little. I then proceed to scrape my teeth down from your neck to your shoulder. You seem to enjoy my ministrations. You bring your hands to neck and shoulders, trying to regain a bit of control. However you’ve tried that before. In a blinding instant I grasp one of your fingers between my teeth. I then caress your fingers with my tongue. Nipping and sucking ever so slightly. I repeat this to all of your fingers, listening for your response. I hear you growl, softly. I then slide my hands over your chest, tugging and pulling at your shirt. You push away my hands and pull your shirt off. I growl appreciatively, liking what I see. I then press myself against you. You run your fingers down my back making me arch backward. Taking advantage of the position I am in, you unbutton the front of my shirt, pushing aside the silk. As I kiss my way down your chest, you slide the shirt off of me. Eventually I reach the top of your jeans. Driven by a wild impulse I unbutton your jeans and skim the zipper down with my teeth. You then tug the jeans off, tossing them to the side. "If I remember, you have a bet to pay up," you say, looking down at me. "And if I remember the provisions of the bet, I get to call the shots." I smile. You have no Idea what I’m going to do. However I doubt that you’ll ask me to stop. I kneel between your legs and lick you from base to tip. I then slide you all the way into my mouth. I hold you there, pulsing my throat ever so slightly around you. I then slide you out of my mouth and I reach for the glass of ice water that’s right next to my bed. After taking a sip, I slide you in my mouth again. You gasp at the sheer coldness of my mouth. "I thought that I was going to dictate what goes on," you say, gasping ever so slightly. "then you want me to stop?" I ask. You shake you head in a vigorous NO. Knowing that I now am holding some of the cards I decide to continue. I slide you out of my mouth and take a sip of the hot water. I slowly slide you into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the head. I hear your rapid intake of air as you slide further into my mouth. I keep alternating the fire and ice treatment. I keep throating you and licking you all the while too. When I pay off bets, I make sure that I fulfill it to the best of my ability. I can feel you tighten up and I know that you are close. I slide you out and blow a cool stream of air over your now very hard cock. And then I slowly slide you into my mouth again. This action was the one that sends you over the edge. You stiffen and your hands grab my hair holding me in place as the orgasm hits you. Even during your climax I continue to play with your cock with my tongue. I hold you in my mouth the duration of your orgasm. After the orgasm subsides, you slowly begin to relax and your breathing returns to normal. I raise my head up and look at you with a wicked smile, very similar to the one that you so often give me. I lean over and kiss you gently on the mouth. I suggest that we rest a bit, before I have to fulfill the rest of the bargain. You agree, but as I curl up beside you, I notice a wicked gleam in your eye. And I know that you are planning some kind of payback for me when I pay off the rest of the bet.