We finally got our minds back to the game. I wasn't doing particularly well, an understatement, all my chips were nearly gone; we were playing a £5er...a chip and I was nearly £500 down. No finger arse fuck for me I thought.It came to the point when I had to put all my chips in, and luckily I was dealt three Kings and two Tens. Lynne came in the room and I showed her my hand. 'I want to bet more' I said. 'You're out of money' Barry said.Lynne then had an idea 'How about if I write a note to fuck. Not sure how to answer or if I was even allowed to speak. She saw the hesitation in my demeanor. She reaches up to her neck and pulls on the chain. As she pulls on the chain around her neck she exposes the key that has been resting between her breasts. I own you. While you are in chastity and while I hold the only key, I own you. Now let me ask you again. How does it feel she asked.It hurts I replied.Good she said. But you don’t know what pain is yet. But I promise, by the time I leave here. I hoped if I gave him the best he ever had it would end faster and be done.I moved it into my throat. Sliding it in the large bulb stretched my throat muscles as they, in turn, massaged it back. A moan escaped my throat massaging his cock and betraying my growing arousal. I looked up at that condescending grin still fixed on his face. The bastard knew I was turned on.I started sliding it in and out of my throat. Taking it all the way inside. My husband's cock was larger, except for that. She was used to this because of her exotic looks as her mother called them. She used to wish that she didnt look like this but now she was pretty much resigned and usually just ignored them. What bothered her most now was that Reed and Neil would get upset over the attention she received. They acted like she wanted and delighted in it. Neil actually accused her of trying to gain the unwanted attention and Reed would get pissed when to many men would look at her. She felt like just not going out.