The Prize by Betty Rating:N-17 Pairing :Starbuck/ That would be telling. Summary: Starbuck is playing cards with Sheba, Cassie and Athena, when Sheba suddenly makes a surprising bet. Warnings: Do I have to? Ok there's sex in it, are you happy now? And all though this starts out sounding like it's a het fic, it's not. Would I do that to you? Note: Thanks to Val for checking my bad grammar. Furlon. It was a word every warrior dreamed of, and took every time he or she got a chance. Tonight was the first night of a three day furlon for Blue and Silver Spar Squadrons, as well as a few other personnel from the Galactica. They had arrived late in the evening, and by the time everyone had received their rooms and settled in, the gaming rooms and bars were closed. Needing to find a way to make their own fun, Starbuck, Cassie, Athena and Sheba, decided to play a few rounds of pyramid in Athena's room. Starbuck laid down his cards and grinned. "Read them and weep, ladies, a perfect pyramid, looks like the pot's mine again," the lieutenant chuckled. "I don't understand how anyone can have as much luck at cards as you do," Athena groaned as she threw down her hand. "He just knows the game better than we do, that's all," Cassie huffed. "But we are getting better at it. I think Starbuck here is the perfect teacher," Sheba smiled. "Thank you Sheba, I do aim to please." Starbuck grinned as he raked in his winnings. "Aim to please? Oh really? Care to prove that Lieutenant?" Sheba asked wickedly. Leaning back in his chair and staring Sheba in the eyes Starbuck asked, "Just what do you have in mind?" Sheba's smile became even more wicked as she said "I was thinking something a little more ........personal." "Personal?" Starbuck's eyebrows disappeared under his bangs "*You* want to lay a *personal* bet with me?" "Why not? We're all adults here." "Ok, I'm game. Go ahead and name your *personal* bet." "We play one hand, the loser of the hand promises to be a sex slave for the rest of the night," Sheba laid out her challenge. Starbuck's eyes went wide. "What about Apollo?" Sheba looked around. "I don't believe he's here tonight, so he can't play." "That's not what I mean and you know it. I don't do anything with another guy's woman, especially Apollo's." "Apollo's? You think Apollo and me.....that the two of us.....? Starbuck, Apollo and I are not a couple. Oh sure he's in love with someone, but that someone is *not* me." Starbuck thought a moment on her words. "That's the truth?" "Yes Starbuck, that's the truth. So what do you say about my bet?" He leaned forwards and whispered, "You're on." "Oh no, not me, I am not joining in on this, not with the way he's been winning tonight," Athena gasped as she threw up her hands. "I'm with Athena. Besides I've played that game with him. I know what he'll make the loser do." Cassie added, shaking her head. "Who says he'll win?" Sheba asked in a huff. "*We do*!" the other two answered together. "I'll just sit and watch," Athena said. "I'll deal out the cards, that way I know there's no cheating," Cassie said, picking up the cards and shuffling them. "I don't cheat," Starbuck sniffed. "I know, but this way you won't be tempted to either," Cassie replied. Everyone agreed that Cassie could deal the cards. She did it slowly and carefully so everyone could see that she took each card from the top of the deck. There appeared to be no cheating in the dealing. The opening bid was made, they decided to continue using the cubits just to make it more interesting, and then Starbuck exchanged two of his cards. The brash lieutenant's eyes sparkled with mischief as Sheba asked for three cards. The betting went back and forth, until Starbuck finally said "Call," and laid down his hand. "Three quarters of a pyramid, unless you have a better hand, Sheba." he grinned wickedly at her as he motioned towards the bedroom. Sheba's eyes dropped and her lips pouted in defeat as she laid down her cards and said, "Oh dear, I'm afraid all I have is a *perfect pyramid*. You lose, Bucko." Starbuck's mouth fell open and his cigar dropped to the floor as he stared wide eyed at Sheba's cards. He couldn't believe he had just lost, but he had made the bet of his own free will and now he had to make good. He would be Sheba's sex slave for the rest of the night. The first thing Sheba did was place a blindfold over his eyes, and tie it tight behind his head. "Ok slave, now stand up." She ordered. As soon as Starbuck stood, Cassie and Athena helped her tie Starbuck's hands behind his back, then they helped her led him out into the hall. "Wait, where are we going?" Starbuck asked. "I'm just taking you to my room. I can't very well use my slave in someone else's room can I?" Sheba giggled as the three woman manoeuvred him down the hall "Now be quiet and don't speak unless spoken to." "Okay, okay, just don't steer me into the wall or anything." "I told you not to talk." Sheba giggled again as she slapped Starbuck across the butt. "Ouch, that hurt. If you would stop the giggling maybe I would stop talking," Starbuck chuckled back. "All right, I will. Now here we are at the door, so be quiet." Sheba tried her best not to giggle or laugh by holding her mouth tightly shut, but ended up making a raspberry sound between her lips. The other three couldn't help but laugh at the sound. Starbuck then found himself being turned around and pushed down onto a bed. He tried to adjust himself more comfortably on the bed, but with his eyes blindfolded and his hands tied he soon found it impossible. He felt Sheba's hands on his hips, then without warning she grabbed him by the waistband of his pants and hoisted him up so that his head was on the pillow and his feet felt like they were at the foot of the bed. Starbuck hadn't thought Sheba was that strong. He heard her unsnap his boots before removing them, along with his socks. The next thing he knew his pants and undergarments were gone and she was working on his shirt. When Sheba had undone his shirt completely, she pulled him into a sitting position, and pulled the shirt down, his tied hands preventing her from removing it all the way. He started to tell her she would have to untie his hands in order to remove his shirt, but a small foam ball was then forced in his mouth and what felt like a scarf tied it in place, and he was then pushed down onto the pillow again. 'Damn, this girl knows exactly how to play this game. Maybe Cassie gave her lessons,' he thought as he felt Sheba's hands run up the insides of his thighs. He gasped in surprise as he felt his cock engulfed in a warm wetness, and Sheba used her lips, tongue and teeth on his hardening cock. After a few centons of getting the best cock sucking he had ever experienced, 'This was better than anything Cassie had ever done,' he thought to himself - he gave out a muffled yelp as Sheba spread his legs and pushed one finger into his tight anal opening. 'Oh she is good,' Starbuck moaned to himself as the finger thrust inside him. He didn't remember when she added the second and third fingers, but he was soon moving his hips, trying to get his cock further into Sheba's mouth and her fingers further up his ass. 'Oh Lords, her finger are bigger than they look,' his mind moaned. He moaned in frustration when the fingers were removed, but was surprised when she lifted his legs up into the air and placed them over her shoulders. 'What the frack is she doing now, and when did she get this strong?' he wondered. 'Hey, did she cut her hair?' he thought as he felt the soft hair brush against his legs. 'AND WHEN DID SHEBA GROW A COCK?' his mind screamed as he felt a long, hard cock thrust inside him, causing him to moan out in pleasure, louder than he had ever moaned before. "You're not Sheba," he tried to scream out in an unrecognisable mumble. The only response he got was a "Shhhhh" and a whispered " just enjoy it" the voice was disguised and he couldn't figure out who it was, but he knew who he hoped it was. Even though being blindfolded, tied and gagged while being fucked by an unknown person was a very frightening experience, he also found it was the most erotic experience he had ever had. He thrust back on the cock that was impaling him, trying to get it further inside. His captor, for that was how he thought of this person, chuckled as he picked up his speed. Starbuck tried to scream out his pleasure through the gag, as his captor pounded into him hard and fast, then harder and faster, faster and harder. He could feel his orgasm building, bigger and bigger. And then, just as he was about to explode, just as his body was about to be ripped in two, his captor pulled out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." he screamed through the gag. 'Why oh why did he do that oh why oh why?' his mind screamed. Then the scarf was suddenly pulled off, and a probing finger dug the foam ball from his mouth. Before he had a chance to say anything, a chance to beg his captor to please fuck him again, a warm mouth closed in on his and kissed him roughly. Not knowing why, he kissed back. He couldn't understand any of this. He should be mad, furious at this man who was violating him, as well as Sheba and the other two women who led him into it. He shouldn't be enjoying it, should he? When his captor's tongue roughly pushed into his mouth, Starbuck moaned out again, letting the man do it. At this moment he would have allowed the man to do what ever he wanted, just as long as he fucked him, Starbuck, again. He felt the other man's weight on his body as he was pressed into the mattress and his legs were pushed up further. Suddenly the cock was inside him again, but it didn't move. Well, if his captor wouldn't thrust he would. But as soon as he tried, the beautiful fullness of that hard cock was once more removed. Starbuck screamed no, and thrust up at where he was sure that cock was hanging. But every time he made contact it was pulled away again. "Please, put it back in, fuck me please," he cried. His captor chuckled at his distress, then entered him again. Starbuck thought he would go crazy when the evil man held still once more. Again he begged to be fucked, hard and fast. His captor gave one thrust and stopped. Now Starbuck was not only begging, but sobbing. He tried to kick his legs, but with them hooked over the captor's shoulders all he could move were his feet. They waved in the air, not even touching the evil, laughing captor. "I know who are, I recognise that laugh." "Maybe I should just leave you like this then," the captor said, not bothering to disguise his voice. "Noooo, please, please no." "You really want it that bad?" "**YES**" "I don't know, I'm getting kind of tired, maybe I'll just take a nap first," The captor said as he pulled out again and climbed off the bed. "NOOOOOOOOOOO, APOOOOOLLLLLOOOOOOO YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" "Tsk tsk, now is that anyway for a slave to talk?" "Apollo, this isn't funny anymore. Besides the bet was for me to be Sheba's sex slave for the rest of the night." "No, the bet was the loser of the hand would be *a* sex slave for the rest of the night, no names were mentioned." "Wait, how did you know that?" The bed dipped once more with Apollo's weight. Suddenly Starbuck had to blink his eyes as the blindfold was removed and the bright lights of the room assaulted him. Then he was looking into Apollo's eyes, sparkling with devilment. "That may dear, dear slave is my little secret. All you need to know is that tonight you are mine, and I hold *all* the cards. Oh and one more thing, a slave only comes when his master allows it." That said, Apollo plunged into Starbuck once more. Pounding harder and faster than before until he came, growling deep within his chest. Starbuck felt his own orgasm about to blast out of him. But with an evil laugh Apollo had pulled out again. This is when Starbuck realised the rest of the night was going to last forever.