It wascool talking about guys and sex with him, but I think this possibility hadjust never crossed his mind. He grinned, "Seriously?"I laughed, "Hell...yeah. You've seen his six-pack"Rich laughed and shook his head. "Man, i've never even looked"He was quiet for a few seconds, then he laughed again as the thoughtobviously struck him."Man, I bet you're totally getting off on him calling you a fag boy" hesaid teasing.I laughed and blushed a little. "I do like a guy in control..." I saidcoyly.He. Twenty-five. Not bad. Twenty-five sets of eyes all focussed on her. Heart beating wildly, she trailed her fingertips languidly over her lacy bra. Juices moistened the crotch of her tiny panties…I rummage through the drawer uncovering old friends and forgotten delights. Frowning, I hold up a brand new body stocking still in its packet. When did I buy that? The leggy blonde modelling this item looks great but it's not very me. Probably why it's never been worn. My busty office slut wouldn't wear. I could feel the other woman’s eyes upon me. Suddenly, I wanted to disappear. “I … I … that is, I …” Your impatience with me only improved. “If you are trying to think of an excuse, I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care about your discomfort. Do as you are told.” “Yes, Sir.” I said softly, reluctantly removing my clothing and folding each item before placing them in front of you. I returned to my knees, feeling exposed, aroused, and thoroughly humiliated. You nudged my knees. “Wider.”. ' But yes, the men move to different rooms and open a new envelope when instructed to do so. Of course, at any time you can choose to leave the game by giving the casino back all your clothing. In that case, you would lose your chance at winning the half-million dollars, however." What are in the envelopes?" asked Mona."Your game playing instructions. That's all I can say for now, but remember Mr. Cord told you that the game is, shall we say, somewhat sexual in nature, and with each portion,.