“Strip poker?” She nodded her head. “None of us can afford real money, right?” I certainly nodded at that. “Why not, the...?” “Strip poker?” I said again. “You’re kidding.” Carole cast me a cock-eyed glance in the candlelight. “Are you afraid of something?” I swallowed. “Afraid? Of what?” She hesitated, gauging how far to push me. She shrugged. “Afraid of losing to three girls? Are you embarrassedabout. Put them in."Laurel and Cindy each inserted a short, but very broad, vibrator into her nest."Now turn them on, sit down and have dinner with me. Try to hide it from me, if you can," ordered the mistress.Cindy and Laurel complied, each vibrator designed to provide maximum stimulation to the G-spot and clit. The two slaves seated themselves and tried to act as normal as possible, but as they passed the food and began trying to partake, the vibrators began to have an effect. Laurel tried closing. ”“She’s fine, Doctor Blahnik.”“I’m sorry I made the assumption I did. It just seemed, well, obvious.”I nodded, “To most people it is, but it’s not. She’s not even my girlfriend. Just a friend. And she’s not upset with you.”“Good. Shall we begin?”My répertoire was rapidly growing, and I was feeling better about playing for the gang, such that I’d agreed to play on Saturday night in the common area of the floor. Doctor Blahnik and I worked on the songs on my playlist, changing the order of a few. She took my cock out to gently begin wanking me, rolling my foreskin down my shaft then brush a finger over the head, she did this several times then slid herself down so she could put my cock into her mouth which was full of her saliva, it was like sliding my cock into a warm spunk filled pussy. Julie knew how to work her mouth she took me to the point of leaking pre-cum then stop this tease went on with what felt like hours then she relented my balls tingled and l held the back of her head.