Alice Takes a Bet

I pouted as I stood in front of my dormmates, Charlie, Eric and Dylan as they sat on the sofa in our university dorm.

"This is ridiculous." I mumble, fiddling with the hem of the inappropriately short pleated skirt I was being made to wear.

"I don't hear you say no to this though." Eric teased, a shit eating grin on his face as he looked me up and down.

I was wearing a grey henley crop top, a black pleated wrap around mini skirt that barely covered my ass and was secured in place by three buelt buckles, fishnet stockings that were held up by garters which peaked out from under my skirt, a brown leather dog collar and high heels.

I was male, with an androgynous face, broad shoulders and wide hips with thick thighs, a-cup breasts and a perky ass that made an skirt I wore shorter than it was supposed to be.

My curly brown hair framed my green eyes and freckled face as I stared at my friends through my big circular glasses.

"For the record, I think you look cute." Charlie chimed in and I resisted the urge to swoon at the compliment given by him. Ever the polite prince charming.

Unlike the lecherous pervs that were Eric and Dylan.

"Th-thank you." I mumble, blushing brightly as I bite my lower lip and look around "is Sammy still getting changed?"

"N-no! I just finished!" squeaked a red-face Sammy as he wobbled into the dorm common room on high heels.

He was more obviously Male than I was, but in a pretty boy sort of way. He was tall and slender, with toned legs and short, curly red hair.

He was wearing a black frilly mini skirt, white thigh high socks and a white crop top with platform heels.

"Aw, you look adorable!" I squealed as I skipped up to him.

"Th-thank you." He mumbled, blushing brightly as he tried tugging his skirt down to cover more of his legs "y-you look good as well."

"Oh please I look like a slut compared to you." I teased and dragged him over to the others "okay, I think we're ready!"

"Remember the rules?" Dylan asked us

"Uh huh. You tie us both up and we have thirty minutes to escape, if we fail then you three can do whatever you want with us for the week." I recited off-handedly, partially to hide my excitement and partially to show off.

Eric grinned as he and Charlie stood up, pulling out coils of rope and two cock-gags from under the sofa cushions.

Sammy and I both put our wrists behind our backs and our legs together as the two boys approached us.

Eric and Charlie quickly started tying us up, binding our wrists behind our backs, our arms to our sides and our legs together.

"I still don't understand why we have to dress like this." Sammy mumbled as he blushed, squirming slightly as Eric's head brushed against the hem of Sammy's skirt.

"Its so we can look up your skirt and stare at your ass." Dylan teased as he circled around us, a butt-plug in each hand.

"Pervs." I teased, rolling my eyes before having a cock-gag unexpectedly shoved into my mouth by Charlie.

I yelped and squealed in confusion as I felt Dylan yank my underwear down and push a butt-plug into me.

"Just to keep you occupied." he teased, giving the side of my ass a small tap as he pulled my black skimpy underwear back up then tied a crotchrope over my crotch for good measure.

"H-hang on, you never said anything about-Hmmm?!" Sammy stammered nervously before Eric pushed a cock-gag into his mouth then took the butt-plug from Dylan.

"Yeah, we never mentioned the plugs, we wanted it to be a surprise." Eric teased Sammy as he stalked around behind him.

He wrapped an arm around Sammy's waist, pulling him close to his body while Sammy mewled and whimpered as Eric pulled his white frilly knickers down.

Sammy yelped in pain and arousal as Eric pushed the plug into it before yanking his knickers up.

Poor Sammy would end up letting out a small squeal as Eric continued groping him for a few seconds, clearly enjoying himself much to my jealousy.

Eric squeezed his soft ass under his skirt, pinched his nipples through his skirt and palmed Sammy's erect cock through his underwear, all the while Sammy whined and moaned as he squirmed in the grip on the perverted blond young man.

When he had his fill of tormenting Sammy, Eric secured a crotch rope over Sammy's crotch then forced us both down onto our knees and made us lie down on the floor, our skirts rucking up to expose our asses to the trio.

"And now, we begin." Charlie declared.

"I'm going to get a drink, you guys want me to get one for you too?" Dylan asked as he made his way to the dorm kitchen.

"Yeah sure." Eric responded while Charlie checked his watch.

"Eh, I gotta make a quick run to the university and hand in an assignment, shouldn't take too long. Mind watching Alice and Sammy? Make sure they don't hurt themselves?" Charlie said.

"Oh yeah, go ahead. I'll keep an eye on our sluts." Eric said.

In the meantime, Sammy and I were moaning and writhing on the floor as we tried to escape our restraints.

I was torn between just pretending to escape so I could enjoy the feeling off by ravaged in both ends by my gag and the plug or actually trying to escape so I could rub it in the faces of Eric, Dylan and Charlie.

So I kind of ended up half-assing it, uselessly bending backwards to try and reach the ropes around my ankles, rolling around on my back and moaning very loudly as I rubbed my ass against my crotch rope.

Sammy, on the other hand, was putting his everything into winning. He already managed to reach his ankle restraints and was fiddling with the knots, rolling up onto his knees and leaning against the sofa for support, in advertently pushing his ass out from under his skirt as he did so, every so often yelping when he would accidentally pull on his crotchrope.

He gave a little squeal of triumph as he managed to undo the knots around his ankles, shaking the ropes free and moving onto the ropes wound above and under his knees.

I was trying to do the same, my ankles still tightly bound but my fingers were fumbling to get a grip on the tight knot Charlie had tied the rope in, even as I tried mimicking Sammy's position, earning me a smack on the ass from Eric.

I yelped and looked up at him with a mild glare as he leered at me, oggling my exposed underwear.

"That's a very risky position you're both in, you know." he teased, grabbing one of my ass cheeks and giving it a hard squeeze "makes you look like you're begging for a fuck."

I let out a small whimper, clamping my thighs together as I felt my cock twitch and throb in response to his kneading of my ass cheek and briefly forgetting that I was supposed to be escaping.

Eric eventually let go of my ass and let me continue trying to escape, meanwhile Sammy had managed to get free of the ropes around his shins and thighs.

Now he was trying to get his wrists free, his skirt flipping up to expose his white panties and his erect cock straining against the inside.

"Hmm!" Sammy pleaded, shuffling towards me on his knees. He squirmed around on the spot to show me his wrists, trying to gesture that he needed my help.

I forced myself to focus, sitting up straight on my knees and tried helping him, finding out the knots tied by Eric were a bit looser than the ones tied by Charlie.

The bastard.

I felt my ring finger hook in between a strand of rope and I managed to wiggle it loose, freeing Sammy's wrists.

He got to his feet, wobbling on his heels as he fumbled for the rope around his arms and crotch, managing to get free of the crotch rope.

Then we both yelped and moaned as we felt the butt-plugs in us buzz to life, sending waves of pleasure through our bodies.

Sammy whimpered, doubling over in surprise while I squealed, arcing my back and accidentally yanking on my crotch rope as I did so.

"Naughty sluts." Eric chided as he held up the remote for both plugs for us to see "just an added challenge for you both"

Sammy glared at him as he manages to free his arms and then pulls his underwear down, exposing his leaking cock to us both.

He moaned and whimpered, biting down on his gag as he pulled the plug out before unbuckling his gag.

"You are an ass!" Sammy moaned, pulling his underwear back up and straightening his skirt.

He sat down on the sofa next to Eric, leaving me to continue struggling and whining, my panties now completely soaked with cum from my situation.

"Come on Alice! You can do it!" Sammy encouraged.

"Don't think so, they've got about ten minutes left" Eric pointed out "don't even think about untying them."

Sammy pouted and huffed as I whimpered, my skirt riding up to expose my perky ass and crotch to the pair as I rolled around the floor, my brain too clouded by arousal to think about escaping.

"Hmmm!" I moaned in frustration, feeling myself get close to orgasm only to find I couldn't cum.

Eventually, I heard Eric chuckle as he clapped his hands together and stood up.

"Times up!" he declared cheerfully as he stood over me "looks like you both lost!"

"Hang on what?!" Sammy demanded, jumping to his feet and nearly falling face first onto the floor "But I escaped!"

"Alice didn't though." Eric pointed out, wrapping an arm around Sammy's waist from behind and pulling him close "and the bet was that both of you would escape, wasn't it?"

"Y-yeah but-hmm!" Sammy stammered only for Eric to clamp a hand over his mouth to silence him.

"No buts, we won, you two lost." Eric chastised, moving his other hand down to palm Sammy's crotch through his skirt, making him whimper.

"Which means you two are ours for the week!" Sammy huffed, his cheeks bright red as he shot me an annoyed glare for losing the bet.

I on the other hand, was very excited.