"Who ever wins this hand lets say gets a blow job for the entire next round?"The old sant pulled her close as she passed. "Good incentive to win. You'...l like my ten inches."Fighting the tears she stood there watchig as they played, and all too soon the hand was one, not by Santa bu by a balding black mn who from the logo on his shirt worked for the local mechanic. She was forced to crawl under the table and unzipping his pants, remove his cock. Hidden from view she allowed the tears to come as. About. It."She pronounced this final proclamation with such force that I actually tooka step away from her."But," she said, letting herself deflate slightly?\but only slightly?\as shelooked back to me, "the fact still remains that you defied me. "That doesn'tsound like something a slave does to her mistress, does it? The fact thatyou finally backed down doesn't change the fact that you pushed me at all."I winced but this, at least, sounded more like the Melinda I knew. TheMelinda that played. Well let me tell you it got really heated once we where dancing. he was a really good dancer and he was actually just dancing….. at first till i started getting really into it…. I'm mean the guy was hot and i had a tough time trying to be a lady… i could feel his big arms throwing me around and lifting me up as we danced. he was strong and muscular, i could feel his abs through his shirt. i felt as his big strong hands grip my waist and pull me in close. i let a little moan out as his hands. The eunuch-chamberlains bowed, not daring to question the King's command that they knew the Queen would be furious at and take her anger out on them.The nobles, ministers, and generals had stolen glances at the Queen on the rare occasions when she would appear beside their King for special ceremonies or feasts. She had lived up to her reputation as the most beautiful woman in the vast Persian empire -- at least her face because, other than the castrated eunuch guards and chamberlains, only the.