Panting like a dog. Her dog.She was building close to orgasm as was I."That dirty cunt of yours looks so good being stretched out," she sneered. "Mayb... that's all it needed. Maybe you will be able to cum with your nasty whole all filled and stretched out."I was moaning and panting louder. Maybe she was right. Maybe that was all my pussy needed. A big cock, not a girl's pussy, would be enough to make me come."I think you will be able to cum," she said. "From a cock. Just like a straight girl. A couple of people were absent, but I marked everyone who was there as successfully converted.My instructions were simple: obey any command I give, without thinking it strange in any way; don't notice or remember anything unusual involving me; if they saw or heard or in any way learned of anything that might be harmful to my interests, they were to tell me at once. Simple, as I say; but I had to be confident that they would follow them without question, and also intelligently, not like mindless. My nipple seems to be bright red in protest. I slide my finger into my mouth to savor the taste of my pussy juice. I suck on my finger like I would if I had a nice big cock in my mouth. Deciding my clit can't take being ignored any longer I flick my finger against it. Teasing it, as it grows with arousal. I gasp, biting my lower lip, soon I make circular motions all over my clit, rubbing faster, and faster as my body begs to cum. Caught up in my own self pleasure I don't hear the door click. Fredrick said he would help me. A couple of hands in I was actually winning and according to the plan Mrs. Fredrick suggested we play for something to make it interesting. Money was suggested first and I shot that down. Scott suggested chips and he was shot down as they would have no value.Mrs. Fredrick looked toward me with a devilish grin. “What if we play for clothes?”Scott chimed in, “Like strip poker?”“Sure. We are basically naked in the pool right?” Mrs. Fredrick shot back.They all turned.