Blissful Torment

"Hi babe!" I called, "Sorry for being so late."

"Hey handsome," my lovely girlfriend's voice came from the living room, "How was your day?"

I shrugged out of my jacket and slipped out of my shoes, then undid my tie as I was walking towards her. I found her sitting on the couch, a Playstation 3 controller in her hands. She had her hair up in a bun and was wearing an old oversized shirt, with her naked legs poking out from underneath. 

"Eh, it was okay." I wasn't about to tell her that the new (hot, young) intern had been indecently flirty, and I had been fighting with an erection for half the afternoon - I'd never cheat, but a man is allowed to dream! "I could deal with a beer," and a blowjob, I added mentally. She just nodded absentmindedly, eyes focused on the TV. Curious, I followed her gaze. 

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Well that was anticlimactic.

"What are you doing?" I asked her.

"I borrowed a game from Adam. My gamer friends just could not shut up about how good it is, but I've never heard of it. Some sort of fantasy action RPG, like Assassin's Creed I think, but by a small studio, not Ubi or EA, something Japanese I think. Not Nintendo of course. I forgot the name. But now it's updating... Stupid PS3, always updating."

My face must have given something away, because she looked at me, then said "What's on your mind? What dirty thing are you imagining right now?" in a quizzical tone. She had a sly smile on her face though. She liked my dirty ideas.

"Well, I just thought...  You've been gaming for all your life, and these games are always a bit too easy. How about we make it a bit more challenging?" I said.

"What do you have in mind?"  She was suddenly giving me all the attention.

I grabbed a pillow and put it on the ground between her legs, knelt on it, and spread her legs. I moved my head between her thighs, tickling the sensitive inner side with my stubble, then slipped my hands under her skirt and started pulling on her panties.

"How about I get busy here until you beat the first boss. For every death you'll be my sub for a day, starting tomorrow."

This was a fairly standard wager for us, exchanging days as slave and master. We both liked it, and generally it resulted in a fun weekend, sometimes a bit more.

With a glint of evil in her eyes, she immediately countered: "But if I manage to beat the first boss first try, you'll be my slave for the week!" 

She was already shuffling to the edge of the seat, competitive spirit awoken.

"Deal." I said, as I pulled her panties off completely and threw them across the room. If I made her cum during a tricky moment, I would surely get at least a single death out of her. Provided this game wasn't as piss-easy as the usual Ubisoft crap. At worst I'd spend a week denied and having my face sat on. Really there were worse fates.

Even though this was a race, I liked to take my time. My girl responds best to a bit of teasing first, and the game had not even started yet. I kissed her thighs, I squeezed her butt with my hands, and only when I heard the system reboot and she was pressing buttons to select and start the game, I started making a real effort. A bit of licking around her clit, then gently over it, and when I knew she wanted more I put my mouth over it, and had my tongue flick against it from the underside, something that always worked.

I could hear the intro cut-scene in the background. The usual fantasy dross. Gods, demons, darkness, magic, fire, etc. When the title screen came up she was definitely enjoying my efforts, and her face was beginning to flush. I was enjoying her wetness and her smell as well, her body reacting quite wonderfully to my tongue.

By the time she was done with character creation, I had her flushed and biting her lip. 

"What's it called?" I murmured over her clit as I got her close to her first edge.

"Dark Souls."