You're so wet. Your cunt..." My cunt, yes my cunt!" Danika sighed.Staci said the word as if it were forbidden, a bewitchingly exciting thing to say. "...t's so wet, and puffy, and shiny." Kiss it, baby," Danika begged, her voice thick with lust. "Kiss my cunt, please kiss it!" Ohhhh, I can't. I just can't," Staci said.Danika changed her approach. Her voice betrayed only a faint twinge of disappointment. She was patient. She knew--as Fawn also knew--that Staci was only minutes away from yielding. The next thing I knew the girls changed the game, added wild cards. I lost five straight hands and was sitting there totally naked. They laughed, saying that I thought I would beat them and I lost instead."Pick from the jar," they said, to see what I have to do for losing. It said that tomorrow a bag would be left for me. I had to put on the clothing inside and arrive at Tracy's (ten miles away) by 4:00pm, and not be late. Sure enough, the next day at noon a bag was delivered to me. When I. ..In prison I got no sympathy either and the bastards put me in a cell with a huge black whitey hating man who made it his mission to make me his bitch...First he made me suck his cock so huge it was only the head would fit into my mouth then he ****d me and I screamed as his giant black cock invaded my never before fucked asshole it felt like a telephone pole was being rammed up my anus and it filled me to the breaking point his cock head poking into my belly so deep he was into me he said. Whatever dominant side Lizzie claimed to have, it escaped me. She seemed more like a complete sham ... an absolute submissive, through and through. When I took a small saucer and scooped up the fluids from her own snatch to feed them to her, she moaned quite audibly in response. She also drank down even her own piss without any complaint.That was when I dealt the real trump card. I lifted her top just enough and stuck the nipple clamps on Lizzie's tits, which prompted a slow-building orgasm to.