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Weekend Worthy, from Thursday to Saturday, doesn’t even begin to describe the filth and fire I walked into by Thursday. He sent me the game night invite with a wink emoji and the words “Dress to lose.” I wore red. No bra. And lip gloss he said he wanted to lick off. The vibe was already thick before we played a single round. Every answer I gave during the game was calculated. Every glance, a green light. When the “Truth or Risk” cards came out, I chose risk every time. Flash my tits on cam? Done. Send a voice memo of me moaning his name? Sent.

Friday night, I broke all my own rules. I let him listen while I used the toy he sent me last month—on video, with my mic on, saying his name in a whisper that made the other players beg for replays. And by Saturday? I was ruined. We played “Seduction Showdown” and he won. But I was the real prize. He said I sounded like sin. I said, “So make me repent.” We didn’t play after that. My mouth was too full to speak.

Sometime after 2 a.m., the chat erupted in digital confetti—avatars

Weekend Worthy: Thursday to Saturday

cheering, emojis dripping peach juice. Our host crowned him “Most Devious Player,” but he passed the title to me, typing, “For services rendered.” Then he commanded a victory lap: I had to walk to my kitchen, camera on, ice cubes clinking in a glass while I knelt and let the meltwater kiss my nipples. The live timer on-screen read 00:07:12 when I finally swallowed the last shard and thanked him with shaky, sugar-sweet words.

Saturday **** into Sunday’s dawn, but before logging off he whispered, “Clip your favorite twenty seconds; bonus points if the others never notice what you stole.” A secret mission, just for us—footage to resurface when least expected. That memory is hiding in plain sight, buried inside tonight’s game files, waiting to be named in a bonus question.

So if you’re reading this and wanting that edge, remember: my red dress is still hanging over a chair, scent of ginger-vanilla still on the collar, and the timestamp of my surrender might be the very hint that wins you the prize.

 

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