Wrestling Scores Update

Posted by Pooky on March 8th, 2010

In his comment to the last entry, Nicky wrote:

Being a big fan of Making Games Even More Interesting, the first thing that came into my head when I read your description of this betting system was: “Can you trade and/or give away hours owed to you?”

If so, this could be used in at least a couple of different ways:

Trading hours:
Cyn owns 2 hours of Liz’s time.
Anne owns 1 hour of Amy’s time and 1 hour of Liz’s time.
Anne decides that she’d particularly enjoy owning Liz. She gives Cyn her hour of Amy’s time in exchange for one of Cyn’s hours of Liz’s time. Now Cyn has 1 hour of Amy’s time and 1 hour of Liz’s time, and Anne has 2 hours of Liz’s time.

Ransom:
Cyn owns 2 hours of Liz’s time.
Anne owns 2 hours of Cyn’s time.
Cyn gives her 2 hours of Liz’s time to Anne in exchange for the 2 hours of Cyn’s time that Anne had. Now Anne owns two hours of Liz’s time instead of 2 hours of Cyn’s time, and Cyn is free of her debt to Anne.

We started using this system right away. Poor Liz made the mistake of grumbling that she wasn’t too happy with the example Nicky used, where Anne tries to buy all the “Liz hours” she can. Well of course mentioning something like that is always a big mistake around here! Anne decided it would be hilarious if she did try to buy all the “Liz hours” she could. And naturally the others think it’s hilarious to go along with that, to watch Liz squirm!

Here are the scores so far (after a lot of matches and a lot of “trading hours”):
Anne owes 2 hours to Mistress Amy.
Cyn owes 3 hours to Mistress Amy and 2 hours to Anne.
Liz owes 9 hours to Anne.

More updates soon!

9 Comments »

Comment by Syke

I have a feeling those 9 hours so far are going to be well used.

I’m also guessing that any theoretical hours Pooky might win are not tradable? Because that would add another twist. Unless they are counted towards Amy’s total.

Posted on March 9, 2010 at 3:53 am

Comment by Pooky

Yeah, there’s no penalty for losing a match with me.

Posted on March 9, 2010 at 9:51 am

Comment by Art

Just to be clear, does this guy know what’s in store for him if he loses?
Have you shown him guttergaunt?

If he thinks that it’s just a weekend of sex, then he will be in for a rude surprise.

If he’s not a sub, or not into your type of stuff, then the weekend will be miserable.

Posted on March 10, 2010 at 12:12 am

Comment by Pooky

He hasn’t been shown this site, and we don’t plan to show him, for reasons of our own privacy.

As for how much he knows about what’s in store for him, Cyn’s the one who’s done the negotiating and flirtatious trash-talking with him, so she knows better than I, and I’ll leave it up to her to answer.

Posted on March 10, 2010 at 1:09 pm

Comment by Syke

It was said before that this guy knows nothing about guttergaunt that anyone knows about anyway. And the intention was to stay that way to make sure no-one goes spying.

I couldn’t tell you what turns any guy on. But not being in control like he “will be” when he loses. Can either scare the hell out of him or really get him going. The question becomes how far will you push him and how far can he be pushed.

Just hope you don’t let him into your world too much and that Cyn doesn’t tell too much either. It’s a great insight and privilege to get to read as much as we do.

Posted on March 11, 2010 at 7:03 pm

Comment by GenericSobriquet

A brief warning, ladies?

This may or may not have been made clear, but I wish to warn you.

If this guy is interested in Cyn, and he likely wouldn’t be taking this risk unless he has at least SOME interest, then you run a risk.

Is it truly a good thing to never let him forget this experience?

If you do this, you may irrevocably change the way he feels toward you. I would consider treating this a little bit like fine china. Lots of guys would have trouble ever looking you in the eye again, should you follow Neige’s advice.

You might have a weekend full of explosive kink and humiliation, which neither of you well ever forget. NEVER forget, for good or ill.

Remember, when people make bets like this, as you probably know now, they make them because they believe they are unfair. You have just admitted, that you will cheat as much as you are able.

Keep in mind, what you are probably going to do will not be able to be undone. This will undoubtedly and unalterably change your relationship.

It seems that both of the people who agreed to this want to have their cake and eat it too.

And, on that note, I predict this guy will be eaten alive.

Posted on March 16, 2010 at 7:13 pm

Comment by Syke

GenericSobriquet i think your forgetting that this guy already has a small insight into what he might expect because it’s already been said that not only do they live in a large group of friends where Pooky was able to become a 24/7 slave.

Also it’s been said that this guy and other guys know that the girls do play games. So i think if only in a small subconcious way he’ll be hoping to lose anyway. And he still gets to spend time with Cyn wether he wins or loses, just not in the way he might be expecting. And besides, they won’t do anything remotly extreame to him.

As for looking people in the eye. that may be true. But they care enough about him to try to work out when to stop or not. And there is always the chance he might want to come back for more. In which case Cyn “might” someday find herself with her own Slave like Amy and Pooky.

Posted on March 17, 2010 at 1:57 pm

Comment by sans culottes

It’s funny how different we all are and how these differences are reflected in what we deem to be erotic. Lila, the original guttergaunt, enjoys being overpowered and bound. Other correspondents savor their ability to dominate and wield power. Are these tastes something we are born with, or are they developed by the things we experience? Perhaps it’s some combination of the two. It is my wrestling fetish which brings me here, and I can trace that back over a decade to an event in middle school.
My family is a military family, and, as a child, one consequence of that was having to move every three or four years when my Dad’s duty assignment shifted. By pure good luck he was stationed at the same post while I was in 6th, 7th and 8th grade, so I was in my middle school from start to finish, and had time to form friendships and become part of the school community.
My best friend, Jenna, was highly intelligent and an excellent student -the type of girl who was popular despite her academic success, and the sort of hard worker who was elected class treasurer or class vice-president. Jenna was tall and lithe, able to run the fastest mile in the class, and was cute as well with ash-blonde hair, grey eyes and regular features. As puberty kicked in, I developed a girl-crush on her, and had fervid dreams about things we could get up to while sharing a sleeping bag.
In our coed phys ed class we typically were “introduced” to two or three sports sports each semester, and alternated between learning new techniques and actually competing with each other. In winter of our 8th grade year we had a unit on wrestling where we learned a variety of moves and holds then got to try them out. Jenna, who frequently had seemed to be such a girly-girl was my practice partner, and took to wrestling like she’d grown up doing it. When we squared off in a practice match, I had butterflies in my stomach at the thought of intimate contact with her. We wrestled barefoot so no one would get kicked in the face, and wore our normal gym uniform of shorts and tee shirts. The shirts invariably rode up,so in the course of the match, we were often clinched together bare belly to bare belly,and cheek to cheek – breathing heavily into each others ear. It was all I could do not to kiss her, or to slide a hand down her smoothe belly and cup her mound. I tried my best to beat her, but no matter how hard I battled I ended up pinned – feeling her small pert breasts pushing through her t-shirt against mine as I looked up into her grey eyes. Jenna not only pinned me, but surprisingly every other girl she faced. Watching her wrestle and defeat these other foes was exciting – particularly an epic match with a cute curvy redhead who finally had Jenna on her back and almost pinned. Right when it looked like the match was lost, Jenna headlocked the girl and slipped a long shapely leg between her opponent’s muscular thighs – lifting the girls hips up and forcing her to ride Jenna’s leg. This onslaught shifted the redhead off balance, and Jenna, with a rapid roll of her sleek hips, wrestled her opponent completely over onto HER back, then quickly moved up to straddle her belly, riding her churning hips down to the mat. Watching this left me as flushed and breathless as the struggling girl Jenna had decisively pinned.
A few weeks after our wrestling class ended, we were in the gym after school playing volleyball. Davis,one of the best looking boys in our class, was playing with us and somehow the conversation turned to Jenna’s scary wrestling skills. She and Davis kept kidding around until a challenge to wrestle was issued and accepted. Four or five of us moved over to the gymnastics mat in the corner and Jenna and Davis squared off with me as the ref. Jenna was an inch or two taller than Davis, but they were pretty close in weight. They circled and feinted for a minute or so, then Davis went for one of Jenna’s legs, but she sidestepped him and dropped onto his back, forcing him down to the mat. Before he knew what was going on, she had him in a half-nelson and was trying to turn him over. They were pretty evenly matched. He was stronger, but not by much, and she was faster and more agile. A few minutes into the match they were chest to breasts and belly to belly,their arms and legs were entwined as they slowly rolled around on the mat with first one then the other having a brief advantage. Jenna was not content to wrestle defensively, and each time she was on top kept trying to maneuver Davis into a pinning position. He was flushed and beginning to tire – he also looked a little frightened like he was not sure what to do next. She got him in another headlock, grapevined his legs with hers and suddenly shifted her hips – breaking his balance and flipping him over onto his back. Davis was gasping for air as Jenna straddled his waist, then slowly moved further up his body to force his shoulders down. I found this endgame extraordinarily erotic with Davis struggling to keep at least one shoulder off of the mat while Jenna’s entire body quivered and strained to hold him down and finish him off. His prolonged grapple with Jenna, and perhaps the knowledge that she almost had him pinned, added to his predicament. He had pitched a huge boner and as he thrust his hips attempting to unbalance Jenna, his excitement was both comic and erotic. She rode him down, and used both her weight and strength to keep him on his back until she had weakened him to the point that she held first one shoulder down, then the other, then both as I slowly counted to ten

Posted on March 22, 2010 at 6:21 pm

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