"Are you sure about this? Are you sure this is going to suit me?" My girlfriend Amy asked me through the bathroom door. She wasnt used to not being in control of what to wear and could be a tad self conscious when it came to trying on a new outfit.
"Babe I'm sure you will look beautiful." I replied through the bathroom door as i heard some things moved on the floor before the door unbolted from the inside and she prepared to come out.
Her natural light brown hair which was quite long in measure hung loosely on top of her breasts as j took a good look at her fantastic figure. The outfit i had chosen for her to wear as part of her lost bet was a black, tight fitting, lycra catsuit. It covered her feet and hands completely, cutting off at her lower neck. I liked the darkened silhouette effect of where the mounds of her busty boobs attempted to break through the strong, lycra material.
The bet itself occurred last time we all ventured to the horse racing. As a bit of fun and to save blowing a huge amount of money on that one lucky horse, we each picked a horse and agreed to a deal that wouod be beneficial to each of us. I say we all as it wasnt just my girlfriend that came with me; a couple of her close friends also joined in the fun after i had agreed to invite them too on my girlfriend's request.
Amy's agreement if her horse won was to be taken on a city break somewhere hot and impressive.
Her two friend's both agreed to a meal out on me, again somewhere pricey and impressive. They also wanted to borrow my girlfriend for a weekend to be their servant.
And then of course it came to my agreement...
I asked for the opportunity to tie all 3 women up exactly how i wanted and have them as my slaves for a weekend. They knew about my kink with bondage so since we knew each other well, they had no quelms with aggreeing to my bet, especially when the horse i was rooting for was 8th favourite out of 12. Of course we all still put a little bit of money on our respective horses still, just in case wewere the winner to earn a bit of an extra payday.
The race:
As soon as the race was called we all went to our balcony to watch. I had hired a purchaseable room for the day as a treat which was why i allowed her friends to come.
We watched from above, a selection of alcoholic drinks in our hands as the race began and we watched as the sound of pounding hooves and the visible dust began to fill the air. The atmosphere was tense, this was the big one, the one they ahd all came to see. For us for it was even more tense, each of us wanted to win our treat.
Suddenly from nowhere the horse i was rooting for burst through the pack and began to take a lead on the others. With two jumps left and a 3 length gap, i was still too nervous to have any confidence. Around the last bend of the course and the others began to catch up. Suddenly 3 of them were neck and neck. I could barely watch...and then...my horse had one last, beautiful burst of speed and once again broke through the pack, winning the race by a length. I was overjoyed as i celebrated in front of the others who accepted their plight. They knew what this result meant and let me have my moment of glory, resigned to the fact they would be mine for the weekend.