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Red Or Black - A Bet She Can't Lose.

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ENF/exhibitionist. A female rogue bets everything she owns on a wager that she thinks she's rigged in her favour and loses. She has to hand over everything, including her clothes. 1st person.

Chapter 2: Chapter 2

$2 million? I had nowhere near enough money to match Julie's bet, even with my new found winnings. I explained that to her.

She grinned seductively. "You have a house, do you not? A car? I'll even be generous enough to give you $10000 Credit for the clothes you're wearing. Bet it all Alexa."

I could feel my heart rate accelerate as I looked at the pile of chips in front of me, the wad of cash I had won from the last game.

"Are you sure?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

"Absolutely," Julie replied, a glint in her eye. "I think we both know what the stakes are here."

I took a deep breath, feeling a rush of excitement and fear at the same time. This was it, my chance to prove my worth.

I could feel my hands shaking

as I picked up my glass and took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. I was finally going to become someone important, someone who people would remember and admire.

As I set the glass on the counter, I locked eyes with Jade, our gaze lingering for a moment. She was beautiful, with a body that spoke volumes and a confidence that left me weak in the knees.

This was it. If I accepted this bet, I could win big. I'd been on a hot streak all night. But if I lost, I'd lose everything.

My house, my car, my clothes, and all my possessions. But I was confident. I was on a hot streak, I had it in the bag.

I took a deep breath and placed my bet, feeling the weight of the decision.

"Are you sure, Miss Alexa? This is a high stakes game, and you may regret your move, but it is your choice. You understand the risks involved and possible outcomes.

This is a high-stakes game, and you may end up losing everything if you lose the bet."

I nodded. "I'm sure"

. I'm feeling lucky tonight, and I'm confident in my skills."

Julie leaned in closer to me, her voice low and seducing. "I can tell you're feeling confident, and I love that about you! Let's make this a night to remember, shall we?"

Julie said, a smile spreading across her lips. The dealer dealt the cards.

I was feeling confident, I could sense that we were playing a high-stakes game and it was all or nothing. If I lose now, I would lose everything, including my clothes.

But I was feeling confident and lucky tonight. Julie was smiling at me, and her smile was infectious. I couldn't help but grin back at her.

The dealer dealt the cards, and I could feel the tension building as I looked at my hand. It wasn'

t the strongest, but it was decent. I looked up at Julie's face and saw her expression turning serious. She was fully focused on the game now.

I placed my bet and felt a surge of excitement and anxiety.

This was it, the stakes were high and the risk was great, everything I had worked for was on the line. Julie's face remained unreadable as she matched my wager, raising the stakes once again. I knew that if I lost, I would lose everything, not just the game, but everything I had worked so hard for. My heart raced as I realized the gravity of the situation and the weight of the decision. But I couldn't let fear or doubt cloud my judgment, I was on a hot streaks and I needed to keep my head in the game.

Julie raised, all in. I matched. This was it. Julie revealed her cards and my heart sank

. She had three Kings, and

I had nothing. I slumped in my chair, feeling my hopes and dreams vanish before my eyes. I felt nauseous. I'd just lost every single possession I owned.

"That's quite the expression you're wearing, Alexa," she said, a teasing note in her voice. "I think its time for me to collect my winnings. Those clothes are mine now. Strip!"

Numb, I complied. Undoing the straps of my high heels, I pulled them off my feet and handed them to Julie. I began to remove my

clothing, starting with my dress, revealing my lingerie beneath. I felt vulnerable, exposed, and ashamed. This was the result of my reckless risk-taking, my foolishness, and my desire for something more.

I stood before her, naked and exposed, feeling the cool air on my skin. Julie's eyes scanned my body, a satisfied look on her face. She reached out and traced her fingers along my collarbone, down my arm, and around my waist.

"Beautiful, just like I thought," she purred.

"You have a body that should be shown off, Alexa. And now, you're going to do just that."

. I felt sick to my stomach, feeling a mix of emotions: fear, shame, and humiliation. I was naked, standing before Julie, who was fully clothed, enjoying the sight of my nudity.

Without warning, Julie grabbed me by the arm, pulling me towards the bar. I stumbled forward, feeling even more exposed and vulnerable without my clothes.

Julie's eyes raked over my body, and I could feel

her excitement and anticipation building.

Her fingers traced a path over my skin, a smile on her lips.

"You're right, Alexa. You are beautiful. But you're mine now, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it."

My heart was racing, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread and fear wash over me.

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