I shuddered as I finished, awakening from my haze. I quickly cleaned up the “mess” I had made and put the bathing suit back where it had been. I...told Kerry about my experience as he listened intently, periodically nodding his head knowingly. “But you have never dressed since?” he asked after I had finished the story. It somehow seemed odd that I had not, but it was the truth. I shook my head. “By the looks of things, I am confident you would find it as exciting as I do,” Kerry encouraged.. .. but not like this. Onceshe lost because she was careless and not paying attention to the match, and he had publiclywhipped her. Once he gave her to the crowd. Once, to humiliate her, he strapped her to afucking machine and left her in the center of the ring moaning out her forced pleasure for the restof the night after the matches themselves were over. Master had done that and much more to heras punishment, but he had never cut her off so completely.It wasn't fair! No, she shouldn't say. You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your master with your body. Dont you? He then slipped three fingers into Tinas now dripping pussy. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his stiff cock inside her. Yes, she managed to whisper, a bit afraid of his game, but too aroused to extricate herself from the spell he cast. I want you to fuck me right now! Please! Well go to my apartment. I prefer my place, he said, smiling at her, you have a great deal to learn, my young slave. Tina. I sat back with my hands on my knees, allowing thoughts to find me.From my years in poker competitions, I learned that when the game looked dire, you played the man. If you could get the other person to think you’ve got a home run in your hands, then they’ll fold. But to get to that point, you need to know everything about your opponent.Brett Saunders was a man who was as clean as they came. No prior DUIs, no petty theft, and no criminal record. The damn guy didn’t even have a parking ticket to.