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Bad Poker Hand Ch. 01

By: labyrinth49



When the dealer flipped the final card, Evelyn's heart moved from her throat to the pit of her stomach. She had not only lost all the cash she brought with her, but she had now also lost a lot more.

Evelyn retraced the steps that she had taken to get to this point. She and three friends had come to Vegas to have a 'girl's weekend'. Of the four, Evelyn was the only one who really gambled. She liked poker – Texas Hold'em to be specific, and she actually thought she was quite good at it. Unfortunately, the mid-western city she was from didn't quite have the level of competition that she had just witnessed. Evelyn had been playing in the casino when a couple of the players at the table had asked her to take part in a private cash game in their room. Evelyn wasn't sure if they just needed another player, or if they just wanted her to provide the 'eye candy' for the evening. Evelyn decided that it was probably a little of both, and with the brashness of a rookie she accompanied the other players back to their suite.

Now as Evelyn looked around the table all eyes were on her. There were two other men, a woman and the dealer. One of the men moved his gaze from Evelyn to the dealer. 

"Thanks Jeremy," he said, and handed him a $100. "You can go now." 

Jeremy somewhat reluctantly gathered his belongings and left the room. 

The man looked at Evelyn and voiced his concern, "So Evelyn, it appears that the cards have not gone your way tonight, I am sorry."

"No, it appears not," was all Evelyn could mange to stammer out.

"I trust you will honor your agreement with us then," He let the question hang in the air.

"Yes," Evelyn murmured.

"Just to confirm," the man started, "you agree to be at our disposal for the rest of the weekend until your flight leaves Sunday at noon. You also understand that you will be required to do whatever we tell you to – no protesting or backing out, or we call your husband and tell him what has happened and you will be required to pay us the remaining of the money you now owe." 

He held up the piece of paper Evelyn had signed before the final hand indicating her predicament and how she planned to handle it if she were to lose another hand.

Evelyn swallowed hard, she knew she couldn't have her husband finding out nor could she afford the $50K she was now in the hole. Selling her body it appeared, was the only way out. Evelyn also knew that somehow she had to keep all this away from her friends from now until Sunday. Thankfully Evelyn had two friends whom she could trust with this if she had to, but the third woman, Violet, could not ever find out. Violet was one of those women who always wanted to win at any cost. She could usually get what she wanted with her looks, but she wasn't above going outside the lines to get information she could use as leverage for something later on. And sadly, Evelyn thought, it was only Thursday night.

"Good," the man said. "It's settled then. Just to be safe, I will arrange to have someone watch you when you are not with us. We wouldn't want our investment to disappear."

"Jolene," the man turned and spoke to the other woman at the table, "please arrange to pick Evelyn up tomorrow morning and get her fitted."

"Certainly," Jolene smiled. She always loved this part. "I shall pick you up at 10:00am my dear. Please be ready."

And with that, the rest of the table stood up and left the room. Evelyn remained behind, put her head in her hands and wept. 

When she raised her head after a few minutes she noticed that a small Chinese man had come in and had stood beside the door. She was about to ask why he was there, but then remembered what the man had said about having someone watch her. Evelyn got up, walked past the man, and got into the elevator. The door closed and she was alone. He can't be that good, she thought, he just let me walk past him and leave. She smiled inside thinking that there might be a way to get out of this mess. Evelyn's smiled faded quickly as the elevator door opened on her floor and the Chinese man was waiting for her. 

"What the..." she started to say, but the Chinese man put his fingers to his lips and very quietly made a 'shh' sound. "There is no where to run in this town Miss," he said with a heavy accent, "I know everything and everyone." 

Evelyn's knees buckled and she nearly fell. The reality of what she was about to do was setting in.

The next morning Evelyn's friends recanted their tales of the local nightlife and how much fun they had at one of the clubs. They told Evelyn she was wasting her time gambling when she could be out partying with them.

"We're going down to the pool," they said, "hurry up, finish your breakfast and come along." 

Evelyn assured them she would be right down. Instead, she pulled on a pair of shorts, pulled a loose fitting tank top over her head and slipped on her favorite pair of sandals. After taking a deep breath and exhaling, Evelyn went down to the lobby to meet Jolene.

"Good morning Evelyn" Jolene motioned with her had for Evelyn to get into her car. It was a sporty little convertible painted bright yellow. "I got her," Jolene said into the phone. "I'll see you soon."

"How are you?" Jolene asked. "Did you sleep well?"

"Not really," answered Evelyn.

"Too bad," countered Jolene, "it's going to be a while before you get to do it again."

With that, the two women pulled out of the hotel and made their way onto the strip. It was early in the morning so the traffic was lighter than it normally is. The girls made decent progress through a couple sets of lights before coming to a stop.

"Evelyn, be a doll and take off that bra you are wearing, I hate seeing a girl's bra strap underneath her tank top," Jolene said nonchalantly. 

"Pardon," said Evelyn.

"Your bra, take it off," Repeated Jolene.

"Here?" asked Evelyn incredulously.

"Why of course here stupid, where else? Do I need to remind you of the contract you signed?" replied Jolene.

"No," said Evelyn, "I'll do it."

Evelyn looked around to see who was watching. It was a silly thing to do since it's almost a guarantee that two hot women in a yellow convertible are going to be watched by somebody. Sure enough, she noticed a car a lane over with three guys in it glancing her way. Evelyn leaned forward in the car and reached up behind her back, she unclasped her bra and then slid her arms out. The boys in the other vehicle started hollering encouragement. Evelyn blushed and turned beat red. 

"Throw it to them," Jolene said. 

Evelyn pretended not to hear.

"You heard what I said. Do it or you will be throwing them your panties too," Jolene's tone had turned menacing.

Evelyn couldn't believe what she was about to do. A married woman in a convertible, about to throw her bra to a car full of guys she didn't know. She suddenly wished she had worn a t-shirt instead of a tank top. Evelyn bundled up the bra in a little ball and threw it across the one lane of traffic. It landed just outside the driver's side door. The guy in the driver's seat opened his door, picked up the bra and screamed like he had just been crowned emperor of the world. Evelyn was mortified. 

"Thanks baby, see you later," he said. 

The light turned green and both cars sped off.

"Why did you make me do that?" Evelyn asked Jolene.

"Because I could," answered Jolene. "I can do anything I want to you until Sunday at noon. This was a reminder."

The yellow convertible drove for another 15 minutes until it came to a stand alone little store. Evelyn looked at the sign, it was a sex shop, and proud of it apparently. This whole town reeks of sex she thought, this store is no different.

"Out we come," said Jolene cheerfully. "Time to get you some new duds"

Jolene walked into the store like she owned it, Evelyn trailed her with her eyes on the back of Jolene's heals.

"We need to find a few things for my new friend here," Jolene announced to the guy working at the counter.

"What do you have in mind?" he asked.

"Something very sexy but not completely distasteful, she's going to be doing a lot of entertaining," Jolene said.

Jolene's words made Evelyn's ears perk up, it was the first time she had heard any details of what she was getting into.

"This way," beckoned the clerk. "I have some things she can try on over here."

Evelyn always had a great body, and she had kept it that way through five years of marriage. She was a regular at the gym and was the object of many a man's affection. Evelyn was proud of how she looked, but she had never been one to really flaunt it. That was all about to change.

Jolene and Evelyn walked into a room that had a myriad of clothing choices, none of which Evelyn would have ever picked for herself. 

"Let's try this on," exclaimed Jolene as she grabbed a corset from the rack. "Please try this on my dear." 

Evelyn took the corset from Jolene's hands and started to ask the man where the dressing room was before Jolene cut him off. 

"Here is fine," said Jolene. 

"But he's standing right there," Evelyn pointed to the clerk. 

"Why yes he is," said Jolene. "Now get on with it." 

Evelyn turned and faced the other direction "Oh no you don't – you face us when you change," chided Jolene, "Don't you ever face away when I ask you to do something."

Mortified, Evelyn slowly lifted the tank top over her head exposing her beautifully round breasts to the clerk and Jolene. 

"My my," said Jolene. "We do have a specimen here don't we. Jump up and down for a bit – let's see if they're natural." 

Evelyn was beat red but she did what she was told. Her breasts started bouncing and slapping against each other. 

"Impressive aren't they?" Jolene turned to the clerk, "Would you like to feel them?" 

"NO!" Evelyn blurted out. She caught herself but it was too late.

"Pardon?" Jolene said. "What did I just hear you say?"

"N-n-nothing," Evelyn stammered.

"You just said 'no' didn't you?" I heard you so please don't deny it. "Now you know that the punishment for saying no is always going to be worse than the actual task you were being initially asked to perform, so we'll need to find something for you to do that is worse than jumping up and down without a shirt on."

"Kind sir," said Jolene to the clerk, "would you like a picture of this woman?"

"Sure would ma'am," said the clerk excitedly.

"Well then, why don't you take one," Exclaimed Jolene.

The clerk rushed back to his desk and brought out a digital camera. It belonged to the store and was used to take pictures of merchandise for the web site.

"What would you like her to wear for the picture?" asked Jolene.

"How about just a smile?" volunteered the clerk.

"My dear man, you can't sell smiles on the web site, you have to sell clothing. What would you like her to model?" returned Jolene.

Jolene's words slammed into Evelyn's brain like a sledgehammer. Would she really allow this clerk to take a picture of her and post it on the store's web site? She was about to say something in protest, but she didn't like how badly the situation had already become so she kept quiet.

"I really like this new one-piece that came in last week," said the clerk. "We don't have it up online yet, but this could give me some incentive to get on that."

"Very well then," said Jolene. "Put this on Evelyn."

The description 'one-piece' was really a stretch. Yes it was a single piece of material, but it covered all the non-essential areas. Evelyn held up the outfit in front of her and mentally pictured what she would look like in it. As if somehow Jolene read her thoughts, she said "Hurry up Evelyn, you'll see it in all it's glory soon enough."

Remembering not to turn away, Evelyn slowly unbuttoned her shorts and slipped her fingers into the waistband and pulled them down. If she was thankful for anything it was the fact that she had shaved her pussy before coming on vacation in anticipation of wearing a bikini of course, not an outfit like the one she now had in her hands. Now Evelyn stood in front of two people she had just met in only a small thong. She blushed again and began to inch the thong down over her smooth hips when Jolene asked her to stop.

"Lets get an action shot," Jolene said to the clerk. "Evelyn, I want you to turn sideways, keep your legs straight, and pull your panties down to your knees and then look over at the camera – remember to smile."

Evelyn did as she was told, even managing to force a smile. The clerk snapped a few pictures and showed Jolene. Evelyn was certainly a natural model. Her ass was nicely rounded and her legs were perfectly toned. Her breasts hung down and the smile made it look like she was doing everything willingly.

"Perfect," said Jolene, "Now face front and interlock your hands behind your head. Spread your legs as far as your panties will allow. I am going to talk you through some poses and I want you to smile as our friend here takes your picture."

Evelyn felt awkward as she put her hands up behind her head. She noticed how this action lifted her breasts and separated them.

"Please arch your back a little dear – we really want to see you putting your best assets forward," Jolene said.

The clerk snapped a few more pictures before Jolene told Evelyn to bend forward at the waist. As she did, Jolene told her to wait there a moment and she left the room. While she was gone, the clerk moved behind Evelyn. Evelyn could feel his eyes surveying her entire exposed pussy, she tried inching her legs a little closer together, but the clerk noticed and threatened to call Jolene back. Evelyn reluctantly moved her legs back to their wide position and listened as the clerk snapped a few more pictures of her naked ass and pussy.

"I'm back," exclaimed Jolene, "and I have brought another prop for our photo shoot. Don't you wish now that you would have just done what you were asked Evelyn? None of this would have happened."

"What is it?" asked Evelyn as she looked in Jolene's direction.

"Why it's a rather purple large dildo my dear, and I am going to put it in you," Jolene exclaimed gleefully. "Say hello to Barney!"

"First we must get her into the new outfit," said the clerk. "I can't have her modeling that dildo in her panties – we can't sell those old things!"

"Good point," said Jolene. "Off with the panties and on with the one-piece it is."

Evelyn proceeded to bring her legs back together and by doing so allowed the panties to fall to her ankles. As she stepped out of them Jolene reached for them and gave them to the clerk "A present for you" was all she said. The clerk smiled and put the panties in his pocket. Evelyn then attempted to find the correct hole to put her first leg into. She was trying to get the outfit on quickly since this was a public store and anyone could walk into the room they were in at any time – by hurrying Evelyn nearly fell to the ground as her foot found a piece of material on the way down, and not the hole she was anticipating her foot going through. Finally however, Evelyn managed to get both legs in, and pulled the one-piece up putting her arms through the straps to secure it.

"Wow," stated the clerk. "Now's there's a piece of clothing that should sell rather quickly! Let's take a few good pics of it." 

Jolene and the clerk led Evelyn down a hallway into a back room. Evelyn found it odd that Jolene was actually leading the way – almost like she knew this was going to happen from the beginning. 

As they walked into the room Evelyn noticed that there was a large backdrop against the wall – the kind you see in portrait studios. She also noticed a full length mirror – and gasped when she saw her reflection. The outfit she had on didn't really cover anything at all. The spaghetti straps came off her shoulders into a deep V between her breasts, but instead of there being material to cover her breasts, there was a circle cut out on each side exposing her breasts. The material then cut a high line above Evelyn's waist before diving down between her thighs but not going anywhere near her pussy. In fact, the way the outfit was constructed; it actually forced her pussy lips together and made them stick out further than they normally would. Evelyn was appalled.

"Ok," said the clerk, "let's get going here. Please lay down over here; we're going to take a few side shots."

Evelyn lay down on her back on the matted floor. It was cold and soon her nipples were hard. She tried to rub them a little to warm them up, but it didn't work. It made Jolene and the clerk laugh though.

"Please arch your back dear," instructed the clerk. "I want you to push your breasts upwards. Oh, and keep your legs slightly bent at the knee when you do that – beautiful. Smile please."

Evelyn heard the 'poof' of a professional flash being used. Another 'poof' and then another. 

"Ok Hon, stand up and face front," the clerk said. "Hands on your hips – give me a little school girl pout. That's it, very nice. Now turn around, hands on your hips, arch your back again – push that tight ass out dear – remember we are trying to sell merchandise here."

After about 15 minutes, the photo shoot was over. Evelyn thought they were going to leave, but she was motioned into a tiny office behind the studio. 

"Please sign the model release dear, we can't publish your pictures without it," said the clerk. 

Evelyn looked at Jolene, and the second she saw Jolene's gaze she knew that things would get much worse if she didn't do what she was told. Reluctantly, Evelyn signed the paperwork. 

"Perfect," said the clerk, "I'll send you the link when the pictures are posted." 

Jolene and the clerk both laughed at his joke – Evelyn did not find it so humorous.

"Off we go dear, we have places to go, and you have people to do – chop, chop," squealed Jolene as she pushed Evelyn toward the front of the store. 

"What about my clothes?" inquired Evelyn. 

"What clothes?" asked Jolene. "Don't you like what you are wearing?"

With that, Jolene pushed Evelyn out the door. As Evelyn looked around she swore she saw the Chinese man from the night before across the parking lot, but it was too far, and she was being pushed too quickly by Jolene.

After the girls had gotten into the car, Jolene pulled out the dildo that Evelyn had all but forgotten about. "Ok, you have a choice my dear, you have three holes, and this dildo is going in one of them. Each hole has a different destination," said Jolene. "Which one is it going to be?"

"What do you mean by different destination?" asked Evelyn.

"Simple," said Jolene. "If you put the dildo in your mouth, we get to drive down the strip with you wearing that outfit and deep-throating the dildo. If you put the dildo in your pussy, we take the highway out and you play with yourself for a while. If you..." 

"I'll take the second option," said Evelyn quickly. 

No way had she wanted the humiliation of riding up the strip again – especially with a dildo in her mouth. Having the dildo in her ass was out of the question, so that really only left one option – the highway.

"Great," said Jolene. "Stick it in and we'll get going. We don't move until it's all the way in."

Now Evelyn was no stranger to masturbation, but this dildo was much larger than the vibrator she used at home. Plus, she wasn't all that certain that it would even fit. Evelyn struggled a little with the head of the dildo and it appeared to be going in, but the way Evelyn was sitting it wouldn't go all the way in.

"Hurry up dear, or I will give you option three by default," Jolene said sternly.

Just then a car pulled up beside them in the parking lot. Evelyn made an attempt to cover herself but Jolene quickly instructed her to put her hands behind her head. The car doors opened beside them and two girls got out. The girls were probably in their mid twenties, and by the look of them they were probably dancers at one of the local strip clubs.


Bad Poker Hand Ch. 01



"Well, well, what do we have here?" exclaimed one of the girls. "Seems someone likes to show off a little in public."

With that both girls walked over to the convertible and took in both Jolene and Evelyn with their eyes. It was a look Evelyn had seen often – the look of lust – only usually it was a look she saw in men's eyes, not women's.

"You have come alone at a great time," said Jolene in a welcoming voice. "My friend here was just trying to get this nice dildo wedged into her pussy. Might you be able to help with that?"

Evelyn was mortified – she shot a look over at Jolene, but Jolene gave her the 'Don't be questioning my authority' look so Evelyn did nothing.

"I can certainly help," said the first girl. "Please honey, put your legs up on the dashboard and spread them so I have a better angle."

Evelyn slowly raised her left leg and stretched it out until it lay wedged between the steering wheel and the dashboard in front of Jolene. Then she took her right leg and extended it outside the car fitting it nicely between the passenger side mirror and the windshield. At this point, the second girl from the car took the opportunity to come over and casually put her hand on Evelyn's right ankle – in essence preventing it from moving. In this position Evelyn felt completely exposed – especially considering that the dildo was still about a third of the way up her pussy.

"I've used a few of these in my day," said the first girl as she put her right hand on the base of the dildo and her left hand on Evelyn's breast. 

Slowly she began to work the dildo in and out of Evelyn. She watched as Evelyn's pussy lips gripped the dildo on the way out, and were pushed into Evelyn and the dildo went in. 

"Honey, lean your head back and close your eyes, you are actually going to enjoy this," said the girl. 

Evelyn wasn't so sure about the enjoyment factor, but leaning her head back and closing her eyes did provide a little bit of an escape. Evelyn choked a little when the girl put a finger into her mouth, but she got the message and started sucking. The girl quickly inserted a second finger and started to move her fingers in and out in rhythm with the dildo. 

If Evelyn had looked to her left, she would have noticed Jolene with her hands between her own legs watching this event unfold, but she didn't so she missed it. Not missing it however, was the girl with the dildo in her hand. 

"Why don't you rub her clit a little" the girl suggested to Jolene. 

Jolene didn't need to be asked twice and she reached over with her left hand and began rubbing Evelyn's clit ever so gently. Evelyn's body was now responding to the stimulus and she was getting wetter by the minute. Her breath was also becoming heavier and her chest was started to heave a little. Unconsciously, Evelyn started pushing her hips out to meet the thrusts of the dildo. Noticing this, Jolene began to rub Evelyn's clit faster and faster. Evelyn was wet enough and stimulated enough now that she was moving her head side to side but was still managing to suck on the girl's fingers. Suddenly Evelyn tensed up and began to spasm. Jolene and the girl continued to stimulate Evelyn, and they cheered as she arched her back hard and let out a low moan. The girl with the dildo then removed her hand from Evelyn's mouth and bent down to put her mouth beside Evelyn's ear. 

"Cum for me darling – I want you to cum all over this dildo while I fuck you with it in this parking lot," whispered the girl into Evelyn's ear.

Evelyn could no longer take it, "Yes, she screamed, I am cumming....."

Evelyn had all but forgotten where she was, what she was wearing and who was around, the only thing she cared about was the feeling between her legs. It took her several minutes to recover from the intense orgasm, and by the time she did the convertible had pulled out of the store parking lot and had made its way onto the highway.

For the next hour Jolene took the highway out and back from Hoover dam – a popular tourist attraction just outside of Vegas. All the while Jolene made Evelyn masturbate with the dildo. On occasion when they would stop and a car full of boys would pull up beside them, Jolene would make Evelyn stand up and show herself off to the boys. Jolene always made sure she would jerk the car a little to get Evelyn's tits swinging. She quite enjoying tormenting the young housewife.

At around 2:00pm Jolene drove Evelyn back to the hotel. Evelyn was petrified as they approached since she still only had on the outfit from the store. Jolene was prepared though and pulled a small pair of shorts and an tank top out of the glove compartment and dropped them in Evelyn's lap 

"Wouldn't want to you get arrested before the night's festivities" she said. 

Evelyn scrambled to put the clothes on and cursed herself for not looking in the glove compartment earlier.

"A car will be here to pick you up at 9pm," Jolene instructed. "I believe you will recognize the man driving it. Please be wearing what arrives later." 

Evelyn had a puzzled look on her face when she left the car. She wondered what would be arriving that would be worse than what she already had on.



Bad Poker Hand Ch. 02



Evelyn hurried through the casino hoping the girls weren't, by some misfortune, suddenly interested in gambling. She managed to get on an elevator by herself and sped down the hall to her room all without being seen by anyone except a few maids. Nothing they haven't seen before Evelyn thought to herself. Suddenly, mortified, Evelyn remembered that she no longer had her room key. Panicked, she flagged down a maid, but with no ID on her to speak of, the maid wouldn't let her in. Then, as luck would have it, Violet got off the elevator and started walking down the hall. Evelyn froze. She was torn between letting Violet see her like this, or having to wait for an indefinite period of time until her other two travel companions came home. She decided that Violet was the better option.

"Hey there," Evelyn shouted down the hall. "Good thing you're back. I forgot my key."

"Where have you been all day girl?" Violet sneered. "Are we too good for you that you have to go and leave us all the time. And where are the clothes you left in?"

Evelyn tried to ignore the question as she followed Violet into the room, but Violet wouldn't let it go.

"Where are your clothes?" Violet asked again. "And where did you get the clothes you are wearing, they don't even fit you – they're way too small."

"It's a long story Violet, please, I'm tired and I'd like to have a shower and get some rest before we all go out tonight," Said Evelyn.

"Oh, so you'll finally come out with us then – splendid. I'll buy you a few shots of Tequila to loosen you up a little bit," Violet managed to spit out.

Evelyn thought that she had put the problem to bed, but Violet was a little too worldly wise to let it go that easily. She would make a mental note to pay a little closer attention to what Evelyn did in the coming days. This was information she might be able to use back home.

Evelyn slept the afternoon away, exhausted from the mental stress she had undergone in the morning. Soon the other girls were back and were making enough noise to wake her up.

"Hey Evelyn, we're going to Rain tonight," said Alex, one of the other two girls. "It's supposed to be one of the best places to go dancing. Are you coming?"

"Sure am," Evelyn lied. 

Best that she kept her plans to herself for the time being.

All the girls went for dinner at one of the restaurants in the hotel. They decided to do a little shopping before heading out on the town. Nothing happened in Vegas till later anyway. This was the moment Evelyn had waited for, pretending she had forgotten her id, she stated that she would return to the hotel to get it, and meet up with the rest of them later. Her two friends bought the lie, but Violet did not. Shortly after Evelyn left to go back, Violet made up her own excuse and went off to find Evelyn.

When Evelyn got back to the hotel, she was about to put on the outfit from the store when a small package caught her eye. She walked over to the bed and picked up a little shoebox sized parcel. On the top it read 'This is what you are wearing tonight. Please put it on and come downstairs.' Evelyn looked around the room, and then in the bathroom to see if there was anyone in the room. There was not. Then she opened the door and looked down the hall – again no one. She knew now that things were getting a little strange.

Back inside her room, Evelyn slipped out of the clothes she was wearing and opened the box. Inside were a pair of very small red thong panties, matching 'stick on' panty hose – the kind that stay up without a garter belt, a pair of very high heels and a very tight fitting red dress made of lycra so it clung to her body when Evelyn put it on. Noticeable absent was any type of bra.

Evelyn felt like a hooker as she walked back through the casino to the main door. Violet, who had followed Evelyn, but who had stayed out of site, couldn't believe what Evelyn was wearing – in fact, she nearly missed her walking by. Slowly Violet followed Evelyn to the front door. She noticed two men who had been talking separated when they saw Evelyn come out. One man motioned to Evelyn to get in the back seat of his limo, the other man kept looking at the door – seemingly waiting for someone else to come out at any second.

Violet needed to find out where Evelyn was going, and she knew her only shot at it was to get the information she needed from the second driver. Unbuttoning a few buttons on her shirt, Violet slide up to the second driver and asked where Evelyn's car had gone off to. The driver feigned innocence and said that he and the first driver were just chatting until his ride came. At this point, Violet gently pushed the man back against his car and put her hand in his crotch. 

"I can make this very enjoyable for you if you tell me. Otherwise I am going to squeeze very hard and you won't be able to piss straight for a month," Violet intoned. 

The man, apparently seeing the writing on the wall, opted for the first option. Violet suggested they both get in the back seat. A few minutes later Violet emerged, wiped the remaining cum off her face, and slyly went back to her room. This evening, she thought, is about to get very interesting.

From the driver, Violet had been able to determine where Evelyn was going and how she could get in to see what was going to happen to her. After changing into something a little sexier, Violet went down to the lobby, withdrew a large amount of cash from the bank machine, went outside, and hailed a cab. She winked to the second driver as she drove away.

Evelyn arrived at the Bellagio a bundle of nerves. She knew that tonight was going to be unlike anything she had ever experienced. There had been a bottle of wine in the car for her and Evelyn had helped herself to two glasses during the short ride as she attempted to calm herself down.

"You're in the penthouse tonight dear," said the driver. "Go on up, they are expecting you."

I wonder who 'they' are, wondered Evelyn as she made her way through the front door.

The foyer of the Bellagio is a beautiful site, and Evelyn was taking it all in. Little did she realize that most of the guests were taking her all in with the way she was dressed. Evelyn made her way over to the bank of elevators at the far end, and got on to the first available one that serviced the penthouse. When she pressed the button however, nothing happened. She pressed it again, but still nothing.

"Allow me," said a man's voice as he came through the doors.

Evelyn thought she recognized the voice, and sure enough, it was the Chinese man who had just made his way into her elevator.

"You need the access card," he said smugly.

The elevator door closed and the ride up began.

"You look very sexy Evelyn," said the little Chinese man. "I'm sure everyone will approve of your outfit."

Evelyn didn't respond. Her palms had started to sweat, and she was getting much more nervous than she had been in years. Thankfully the door opened and Evelyn and the little Chinese man stepped out directly into the Penthouse. 

Evelyn was expecting to see a whole group of people waiting for her, but instead there was no one save a striking looking Asian woman dressed in an outfit similar to hers – but in black.

"Follow me please," said the woman. "We must prepare you."

Evelyn followed the Asian woman down the hall. She turned to see if the little Chinese man was behind her, but he had once again disappeared. She made a mental note to try and keep better track of him.

The Asian woman opened a door and showed Evelyn through. It was a smaller room, but the furniture was expensive as was the rest of the decorum. On the small couch in the corner sat the man from the initial card game.

"Good evening Evelyn," said the man. "Very nice to see you again. I must say this outfit is much more becoming than the one you had one the first time we met."

Evelyn did not respond, nor did the man really give her a chance.

"Here are the rules," the man started. "Tonight you will be asked to perform a number of different sexual acts – many of which you may find unnerving. Of course, you will agree to do everything you are asked immediately, failure to do so will result in extreme punishment. So to begin, we are going to do a few things in this room to get you used to what you can expect shortly."

With that cue, the Asian girl walked over to Evelyn, put her hands on Evelyn's shoulders, and pushed her onto her knees.

"Evelyn, have you ever eaten pussy?" the man asked.

"No," Evelyn said quietly.

"Then let's get you acquainted with how to do it," continued the man. "Mrs. Hu, please lift your skirt for Evelyn."

Evelyn suddenly glanced at the Asian girl's ring finger and saw the wedding band. It appeared that Evelyn was not the only one who had lost a poker hand. 

As if she had read Evelyn's mind the Asian girl whispered, "I don't lose all the time sweetie, but when I do I end up here. Now please, put your tongue between my legs."

Like Evelyn, the Asian girl was in great shape. Evelyn reached up with both hands and grabbed her just below the ass and pulled herself in closer. Evelyn leaned forward and brushed her nose on the inside of the Asian girl's thigh. Evelyn slowly ran her tongue up until she reached the silky smooth outer lips of the Asian girl's pussy. Evelyn then began to move her tongue over top of the nicely shaved pussy, getting her first taste of another woman.

"How do you like it?" asked the man. "Doesn't Mrs. Hu smell terrific?"

"Y-yes," was all Evelyn could manage.

"Don't be shy now, you are going to be doing a lot of this tonight, better get used to it now," said the man.

Evelyn took a deep breath and buried her tongue inside the Asian girl. She tried to move her tongue around the way she herself would like to be licked. The Asian girl began pushing her hips into Evelyn's mouth, and soon the two had a little bit of a rhythm going.

'Click, click'.

Evelyn stopped what she was doing and looked over at the man. He had a camera in his hand and was smiling.

"Insurance," he said. "I'll get some more action shots tonight – not to worry."

Evelyn was appalled. Here she was on her knees with her tongue in another married woman's pussy and someone now had it on film. If these pictures ever got out her life as she knew it would be ruined.

"Come my dear," purred the Asian girl, "we're not done yet."

With that the Asian girl walked over to the couch, pulled her skirt up all the way over her hips, then bent down at the waist, put her hands on the couch, and faced the wall.

"Go finish her off my dear," said the man wryly.

Evelyn went to get to her feet to walk over, but was interrupted.

"You will crawl my dear," he said. "You will be on your feet only when you are given express permission, otherwise you are to stay on your knees."

Evelyn felt a wave of humiliation come over her. Fearful of the consequences however, she slowly crawled over to where the Asian girl was waiting.

"You will continue to lick her until she cums," said the man. "Failure to make her cum in ten minutes will result in penalty."

Evelyn stuck her tongue back in the Asian girl's pussy and began licking and sucking. Much to her surprise she did notice that the Asian girl did taste pretty good. Soon she was working herself between the Asian girl's lips forcing her mouth deeper inside where she could work directly on the clit. The response from the Asian girl was telling. Her breath became shorter and her hips were starting to twitch a little more. Evelyn then moved a hand between the girl's legs and started rubbing the front of her pussy with her middle finger. The Asian girl let out a moan and Evelyn knew she was getting close to making her cum. Evelyn then parted the girl's pussy lips with both hands and put her mouth directly over the Asian girl's clit and started sucking for all she was worth. This became too much for the Asian girl and she buckled at the knees forcing herself down onto Evelyn's open mouth.

"Oh my God!" panted the Asian girl heavily. "I'm going to cum right now."

With that, a warm gush filled Evelyn's mouth. Out of natural reaction Evelyn pulled away. Her face was glistening with pussy juice and her fingers were all sticky. For her part, the Asian girl collapsed on the couch but kept her legs apart so Evelyn could see how wet she had made her.

"Congratulations Evelyn!" proclaimed the man. "You are a natural – that was only seven minutes. The crowd is going to love you. One more thing before we go in though, have you ever used one of these?"

The man held up a strap on dildo. Evelyn had never seen one in person, but she knew immediately what it was, and the thought simultaneously frightened and excited her.

"Since we all know you have been on the receiving end of a cock, let's see how you do on the delivery end," said the man. "Please put this on and fuck Mrs. Hu with it."

The man threw the strap on to Evelyn. It landed on the floor just in front of her. Evelyn picked it up and made a move to stand up when the man cautioned her with his eyes. Evelyn realized that she must lie on her back to pull the strap on up over her hips. She also realized that she needed to hike up her dress to put the secure the strap on properly. Evelyn moved the fabric of her dress above her hips – she noticed the man had moved into a better position to watch her accomplish this. After fighting with which strap went where, Evelyn managed to get herself into a device she thought she'd never wear.

"Now you may stand up and walk over to Mrs. Hu," instructed the man.

Evelyn got up and began walking over to the Asian girl. The Asian girl was still sprawled out on the couch giving Evelyn full access to her still wet pussy. Evelyn crouched down and placed the dildo at the entrance of the Asian girl's pussy. She pushed and the dildo slid half way in.

"Ugh!" exclaimed the Asian girl. "You could have lubed that thing up a little before driving it into me like that."

"Sorry," said Evelyn, "it's my first time using one of these things. I'm sorry."

"No matter," continued the Asian girl, "please keep going."

Evelyn pulled back a little before pushing in again. She moved slowly making sure the Asian girl was staying wet. In and out Evelyn watched her 'cock' disappear and reappear from the Asian girl's pussy. In a way, it gave her a feeling of a sense of power – being able to control how much pleasure another girl felt – she wondered if men had this same thought when they were fucking her.

"Faster!" interrupted the man. "I want you to fuck her until she begs you to stop."

Evelyn quickened her pace. She began pulling the cock all the way out and then slamming it into the Asian girl. The Asian girl began to push back onto the cock to meet Evelyn's thrusts. She also started to glisten as the sweat beads formed on her silky smooth skin. Evelyn reached up and grabbed the Asian girl's shoulders and began pulling her in as she fucked her harder and harder. The Asian girl was now fully involved making grunting noises as Evelyn was pounding her from behind.

"Spank her," instructed the man.

Evelyn slapped the girl's ass lightly.

"Harder!" yelled the man. "I want to see a hand print!"

Evelyn reached back with her arm and brought it forward on the side of the Asian girl's ass.

"Yeow!" cried out the Asian girl.

"Sorry," reacted Evelyn, "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"You didn't," said the Asian girl. "I like it actually – keep going."

Evelyn spanked the Asian girl again and again. Each time she hit her Evelyn felt the girl's body tense up. Evelyn was secretly enjoying her new found power over the girl. She briefly stopped the spanking to reach under the girl and grab her breasts. She closed her hands around the girl's soft mounds and squeezed the nipples between her fingers.

"I see you are a quick learner," said the man. "Now use those beautiful titties Mrs. Hu has to pull her into you."

Evelyn re-doubled her efforts and pulled the Asian girl into her using her own breasts. She was getting tired of the thrusting when she felt the Asian girl tense up and begin to shake. Evelyn realized the Asian girl was about to cum again. Caught up in the heat of the moment Evelyn began yelling her own instructions.

"Cum for me girl!" Evelyn yelled hoarsely. "Cum like you would for your husband! Cum all over my cock!"

"Oh my God YES!" screamed the Asian girl. "I am cumming...oooh yes I love it..."

Evelyn continued to pound the girl until she was begging Evelyn to stop. The man noticed this and moved over to the Asian girl's face. He pulled out his throbbing cock and pushed it into her mouth.

"She'll stop when your mouth is full of my cum – now start sucking," he commanded.

The Asian girl, now filled up on both ends, began sucking the man for all she was worth. Evelyn pounded away from behind while the man fucked her mouth from the front. At one point the girl tried to say something but all Evelyn heard was "Umpf".

Then, all of a sudden the man exclaimed, "I'm going to cum Evelyn – I want you to be spanking her when I do!"

Evelyn again began to spank the Asian girl – smack, smack, smack. The man then grabbed the Asian girl behind the head and forced her mouth down deep onto his cock. Evelyn could see in his face that he was pumping his sperm deep into the girl's throat. Evelyn slammed the dildo into her one last time and then pulled out just as the man was removing his cock from the girl's mouth.

"Wow," exclaimed Evelyn, "that was intense."

"It certainly was," panted the man. "Now fix yourself up so we can go meet our guests.

As they left the room Evelyn turned and noticed that the Asian girl was still laying face down on the floor with her legs spread. She had a little cum oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"Don't worry about her Evelyn," said the man. "She'll get a chance to return the favor later on."



Bad Poker Hand Ch. 03



Violet's cab pulled up in front of the Bellagio. Violet got out and made her way into the hotel and immediately headed for the penthouse elevators. As she got close, the Chinese man picked her up in his sights. He recognized her as one of Evelyn's friends, and thought that Violet might be here to try and bail Evelyn out. Instead of confronting Violet right away, the Chinese man decided to wait for Violet to make the first move.

"Hi, I'm Stacy," Violet said. "The password tonight is mesmerize."

The Chinese man was a little taken aback for two reasons. First, that Violet did not use her real name, and second, that Violet had the password. Needing some time to figure things out, the Chinese man quickly came up with a plan.

"Allow me to call upstairs Miss Stacy," said the Chinese man.

"Sure," said Violet, trying to hide her nervousness.

The Chinese man then walked away, pulled out his cell phone and called the man upstairs.

"Hello sir," started the Chinese man. "It seems we may have a little bit of a situation here."

"What is it?" asked the man.

"One of Evelyn's friends is here. It seems she is pretending to be a client. She has the password, and did not use her real name when she introduced herself," continued the Chinese man.

"Interesting," said the man almost to himself. "See if she has the money. If she does, let her come up. I will deal with her then."

"Very good sir," said the Chinese man, and he hung up.

The Chinese man then walked back over to where Violet was standing and asked "Do you have the money?"

"I do," answered Violet.

Violet dug into her purse and pulled out ten crisp one hundred dollar bills. She handed the money to the Chinese man.

"Enjoy your evening Stacy," said the Chinese man as he let Violet into the elevator and used his passkey to activate the penthouse floor.

As the elevator doors closed, Violet's shoulders fell forward and she let out a big sigh. One hurdle passed, one to go, she thought to herself. 

Violet composed herself as the doors opened on the top floor. She walked out of the elevator confidently and was greeted by a taller gentleman with gray hair who was wearing a tuxedo. 

"If you will follow me ma'am," said the man.

Violet followed the man down the same hallway that Evelyn had just been down. She was led into the same room. It was empty. The man told her that someone would be in to get her shortly, and to help herself to the bar should she want anything to drink. Evelyn accepted the offer and poured herself a glass of wine, sat down on the couch, and waited.

After a few minutes the door opened. In walked the man that had been initiating Evelyn and two rather large men Violet assumed must be bouncers. Violet tightened her grip on her wine glass hoping that she could get through this stage of the evening without giving herself away.

"Good evening," started the man. "My name is Timothy, and I help organize the events here. Who might you be?"

"My name is Stacy," lied Violet.

"And how did you hear about the party?" asked Timothy.

"I got word of it," answered Stacy nervously.

"Really, from whom?" asked Timothy.

"A-a-a friend," stammered Stacy.

"Gentlemen," said Timothy to the two large men behind him. "Please leave us for a few moments will you. I will call you back in shortly."

Violet's blood started to run cold and she seriously wondered if watching what Evelyn was about to get into was really worth it. No one knew where she was and this man in front of her apparently had a great deal of control over things. Violet was frightened.

"My dear Stacy," began the man, "or should we say Violet."

Violet was stunned; how this man knew her real name she had no idea.

"That's ok my dear, of course I know your name. I also know you are friends with Evelyn," continued the man. "But the question I don't have the answer to is why you are here. Could you explain that to me please?"

Violet briefly started to think of a way to lie her way out of the situation, but realized it was useless. At this point, she figured it was over so she would just tell the man the truth and hope to get away as quickly as possible.

"Evelyn and I are not really friends. In fact, I hate the bitch. I am here in Vegas with her only because she is with other friends of mine," explained Violet. "She has been acting really strange lately, and not joining us for group activities. I saw her leaving our hotel tonight dressed like a hooker and decided to follow her. I suspected she was having an affair and I wanted proof so I could blackmail her later."

The man smiled. He admired this girl's spunk that was for sure. Unfortunately, he now had a dilemma. He could let Violet witness everything and risk alienating good clients, or he could send her out the door and risk having her expose his very lucrative operation. Always preferring to have control, the man went with the first option.

"Tell you what," said the man. "I have an offer for you."

"You do?" asked Violet incredulously.

"It goes something like this," continued the man," you get to stay and watch from behind the one-way mirror. You are not to make your presence known until I come for you. I have a very special plan which I think you will really enjoy."

Violet relaxed. It was more than she could have hoped for. Not only was she inside, but she was now getting the best seat in the house.

"May I ask what the plan is?" queried Violet.

"Not at the present time no," stated the man. "But you will at some point be asked to join in the festivities. Once you enter the room, I will expect you to fully comply with what I tell you to do. Failure to obey me will result in very bad things happening to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes," nodded Violet.

"By the way," said the man as he was leaving, "do you have any experience with a strap-on?"

"I do," blushed Violet.

"Good," said the man. "Let's hope you remember how to use it."

With that the man left the room and Violet was alone again. She swallowed the rest of the wine and pondered the rest of her evening.

While Violet's scenario was playing out, Evelyn had been led into a small room with a one way mirror that faced a large living area. The area had a window that overlooked the front of the hotel. Evelyn could see the top of the Bellagio's water display from her vantage point. She also noticed that there were quite a few people in the room. Most of them were men, but there were some women. All were dressed in what appeared to be very expensive clothes. Evelyn wondered who they were.

The door to Evelyn's room opened and it snapped her out of her trance.

"Evelyn," started the man, "I am going to brief you on a few things before we go into the room. Everyone here is a client of mine. They are paying good money to use you sexually for as long as they wish. No matter what anyone asks you to do, you will comply."

"Please put this in your ear," said the man as he handed Evelyn a small piece of plastic. "It's an earpiece, I can talk to you and you can hear me, but you can't talk back. I will be giving you instructions throughout the evening."

Evelyn nodded, it was about to begin. She was very scared and very nervous.

"Remember," said the man trying to lighten the mood a little, "these folks are paying off your gambling debt. If you do well tonight, they'll be back tomorrow to pay the rest of it off."

Up until that point Evelyn thought this would be it. She felt her heart sink into her stomach when she realized it was only Friday night and this man actually had use of her body until Sunday morning.

"Come, my dear," said the man as he grabbed Evelyn's hand. "Let the fun begin!"

The man was cheered loudly as he entered the room from behind the one-way glass door.

"Timothy!" said the crowd in unison. "What have you brought us tonight?"

Evelyn shuddered. These were obviously people who knew each other and did this often. From her standpoint this was bad since she knew people who didn't know each other would be hesitant to be deviant in front of people they didn't know. This was not going to be the case tonight.

"I have," declared Timothy, "a young housewife from the Midwest. She had the unfortunate plight of losing to me in a card game last night. She is hoping all of you can help her pay off her debt. Will you help her?"

"Yes!" cheered the crowd.

"Great," exclaimed Timothy, "then let's begin!"

Timothy backed away from Evelyn as the crowd moved around her. Suddenly Evelyn heard Timothy's voice in her ear. 

"Why don't you saunter over to the pole in front of the window and give us a little strip tease," Timothy instructed.

As if in a trance Evelyn moved toward the window. The crowd parted to let her through. This was how it always started. The new ones would dance in front of the crowd to loosen themselves up, and then it would be a free for all.

Evelyn grabbed the pole and twisted herself around it. She could hear Timothy's instructions in her head "Lift your arms over your head – let your dress ride up your thighs. And remember to smile – you are enjoying this."

Evelyn was appalled that she was about to show herself off to a roomful of strangers but she did as she was told. Closing her eyes, Evelyn slowly raised her hands and grabbed them again behind the bar. The move had the desired effect of pulling her dress up over her thighs to the point where it was nearly exposing her panties.

"Now slide down the pole and spread your knees apart," Timothy told her. "I want the crowd to get a look at that nice red thong you have on."

Evelyn spread her legs to shoulder width to support her slow decent down the bar. Once she was in a squatting position she spread her legs for all to see. Her dress was now bunched up around her waist and her panties were struggling to keep her pussy hidden. The crowd erupted.

"More!" they chanted. "Show us more!"

"Push your hips in and out like you are fucking someone," said Timothy through the earpiece. "Then start to rub the front of your panties. Make sure you get them nice and wet so the crowd can see your excitement."

Evelyn pumped her hips into the air. She closed her eyes tighter and tried to picture her husband in front of her fucking her. It was the only way she could get the right rhythm. With the crowd cheering Evelyn moved one hand off the bar and onto the top of the fabric covering her pussy. She noted that she was getting wet. She found it hard to believe her body was enjoying this even if her mind wasn't. Evelyn moved two fingers down her pussy until they were right between her legs. She then returned them to the top of her panties. She repeated the process while pushing against her fingers with her hips.

"Make eye contact with one of the ladies in the crowd," instructed Timothy. "Then push aside the material from in front of your pussy and insert your fingers. Do not break eye contact while you do this."

Eye contact was not what Evelyn had bargained for. She noted that Timothy knew all the tricks on how to make her degrade herself both physically and emotionally. So much for being anonymous in her own mind, and closing her eyes to shut out the event. Making eye contact brought the reality home.

Evelyn tried to pick a girl from the crowd that she deemed non-threatening. She focused on a girl wearing a short mini-skirt standing beside a man who appeared to be her husband. Evelyn noticed as the girl worked her gaze up from Evelyn's shoes to her pussy, past her chest and finally to her eyes. As their eyes met, Evelyn's immediate reaction was to look away, but she quickly restored eye contact so as not to incur punishment from Timothy.

"Very good Evelyn," Timothy said into her earpiece. "Now your fingers please."

Keeping her gaze on the girl, Evelyn slowly moved the fabric to one side of her pussy now leaving her completely exposed. She felt a rush as the cool air swept over her bald pussy lips. Evelyn slowly sank one finger into herself and began to move it in and out. She then inserted another finger and methodically moved her hand up and down forcing her fingers in and out of her now very wet pussy. As if by instinct, Evelyn used the thumb on that same hand to push against her clit thereby giving her more stimulation. She was starting to really get into it when she heard Timothy give her a new set of instructions.

"Pull your fingers out of your pussy, walk over and put them in the girl's mouth you are looking at. Do it now," said Timothy.

Evelyn stopped what she was doing, stood up and walked over to the girl. She was a little unsure if the girl was even going to accept this, or if Evelyn was going to get slapped. Fear of Timothy overrode fear of being slapped and Evelyn inched her fingers up to the girl's mouth. The girl opened her lips ever so slightly and allowed Evelyn's fingers to pass through them. When Evelyn's fingers were all the way in, Evelyn felt the girl's mouth close around them and the girl's tongue begin to lap the juices off her fingers. 

Evelyn didn't think she had ever felt anything so erotic in her life. For this one moment, it seemed like she and this girl were the only two people in the room. Evelyn continued to look into the girl's eyes as the girl gently sucked on her fingers. By some force of nature Evelyn slowly pushed her body up against the girl. The girl in turn reached her hands up and put them on Evelyn's shoulders. The slight pressure that the girl exerted downward gave Evelyn all the notice she needed as to what was expected of her. Slowly Evelyn sank to her knees. Evelyn's fingers slipped out of the girl's mouth. The girl then lifted her miniskirt slightly to expose a perfectly shaved pussy. Evelyn put her hands on the girl's hips and pushed the skirt up so she could get closer. As Evelyn moved her face toward the girl's pussy, the crowd tightened its circle around the pair.

Evelyn's only prior lesbian experience had come with the Asian girl earlier in the evening. This one would be much different as Evelyn had now lost the luxury of privacy. An act that was once unthinkable to Evelyn was about to be played out in full view of a roomful of people she didn't even know.

Just as Evelyn's tongue was about to touch the girl's pussy, the girl backed up ever so slightly. Evelyn was forced to lean forward a little. The effect was not lost on the crowd behind her. When Evelyn leaned forward, her ass began to stick out.

"Please spread your legs sweetie," the girl suddenly said. "The people behind you want to see your pussy while you're licking me."

Evelyn spread her legs a little wider and readjusted her weight.

"That's better dear," said the girl. "Now please put that tongue of yours into my hot little pussy and make me cum in front of all these people. I want to see my sweet juice running down your chin when you are done."

Evelyn gazed into the girl's eyes, "Ok," she said breathlessly.

Evelyn pushed the tip of her tongue past the girl's outer lips and into the soft interior. Slowly she ran her tongue up and down the girl's slit until the outer lips were covered with her saliva. As Evelyn gained confidence, she thrust her tongue in deeper. Evelyn's tongue was now in so deep she felt her nose grinding against the girl's pelvic bone. The girl was beginning to move her hips in time with Evelyn's tongue. The girl reached her hands behind Evelyn's head and started pulling Evelyn in tighter and tighter.

"Fuck me with your tongue honey," panted the girl. "That's it, make my little pussy cum all over your pretty face."

All of a sudden the girl pulled Evelyn's head in as tight as she could and didn't release her. Evelyn knew the girl was about to cum so she starting sucking the girl's clit for all she was worth. It was getting hard to breathe for Evelyn, so she wanted this girl to get off in her mouth quickly or she was going to have to pull away. Finally, just as Evelyn was about out of breath herself, she felt a warm stream of cum gush into her face. As she did, the girl pushed Evelyn away from her with such force that Evelyn fell backward. The crowd closed in to watch as Evelyn attempted to re-gain her balance. The girl quickly put her foot on Evelyn's chest and pushed her down so that Evelyn was now lying on her back on the floor with her legs splayed wide open. 

"Wh-what did you do that for?" asked Evelyn incredulously.

"Because I can," said the girl. "And it is just the beginning of what you are going to experience here tonight."

"Now," said the girl, "pull the top of that dress down so we can see your tits."

Evelyn, still lying on the floor, reached up and pulled the lycra dress down past her breasts. The crowd cheered.

"Spread your legs and play with your nipples," commanded the girl. She pushed her foot down on Evelyn's stomach for incentive.

Evelyn lifted her knees ever so slightly and spread her legs. She then took the forefinger and thumbs of each hand and began to gently massage her nipples.

"You have thirty seconds to get them hard bitch," hissed the girl, "or else I'll get someone to squeeze them really hard for you."

Evelyn started working her nipples with a feverous pitch. She pulled them away from her body and twisted them to get them hard.

"That's it, my dear, it seems to be working," said the girl. "You'll make a great toy."

The girl leaned down into Evelyn's face and said, "And now that your nipples are nice and hard, I expect you to keep them that way. If I see your nipples go soft I am going to spank you until they are hard again. Do you understand?"

Evelyn looked up sheepishly, "Yes," she said.

"Good, then over on all fours and let's let the men at you for a while. Lord knows they want a piece of you," said the girl.

Evelyn got onto all fours and spread her legs. The men lined up behind her. She felt the first cock enter her fast. It wasn't too big so she was able to accommodate it. The man grabbed her by the hips and was thrusting himself in and out of her at such a pace that she knew he wasn't going to last. Without warning, the man pulled out and flipped Evelyn over. He then proceeded to jerk himself off all over Evelyn's bunched up dress. When he was done he stuck his cock back into Evelyn's mouth and told her to clean him off. Evelyn licked and sucked the remaining cum off the man's cock and then returned to her doggie style position to accept the next man.

Violet couldn't believe the scene she was watching unfold in front of her. Evelyn was being used as a sex toy by all the people in the room, and was doing nothing to try and get out of the situation. At times, Violet had begun playing with herself just to relieve the sexual tension she was feeling. During one of those episodes Timothy happened to walk in on her.

"Enjoying the show are we?" asked Timothy.

Violet quickly pulled her finger out of her pussy and tried to straighten out her skirt.

"Yes I am in fact," she stammered.

"Good," said Timothy, "are you ready for your part?"

"I'm not sure," answered Violet. "What do you want me to do?"

The man walked over and whispered in her ear. Violet smiled.

"You'd let me do that?" she asked.

"I would," said the man. "But you must promise to go through with the whole event. Failure to do so will make the clients extremely upset. Nobody wants upset clients."

"I guess not," stated Violet emphatically. 

"I have brought an outfit for you," said the man. "Please put it on and come out when I call you. As soon as you enter the room, your scene begins." 



Bad Poker Hand Ch. 04



Violet was excited about what Timothy had whispered in her ear. It was going to require her to do some things that she had never done before, but the reward was going to be huge. Violet proceeded to get undressed behind the one way mirror as she watched Evelyn getting worked over on the floor.

By this point, Evelyn was being used like a two dollar whore. She was bent backward over a couch with her hips on the armrest and her head down on the seat. Men had taken their turn between her legs fucking her for all they were worth before spewing cum all over her stomach and tits. In the meantime, the wives in the room had found it amusing to occasionally sit on Evelyn's face while their husbands were banging away at Evelyn's pussy. There was more than one occasion where Evelyn thought she would pass out because of the inability to breathe. But Evelyn was being treated as an object at this point, and none of the clients seemed to either notice or care about her well being.

Just when Evelyn thought she couldn't take anymore, Timothy appeared and called for a halt in the action. A collective moan went up from the crowd, but they did as they were told and everyone backed away.

Evelyn was a site to behold. What had once been a nice sexy outfit complimented by perfect hair and makeup had de-evolved into a cum soaked tramp. Evelyn staggered to her feet slowly. Her pussy was sore from all the abuse she had endured over the last hour or so. As she looked down at herself in bewilderment Timothy called to her.

"Over here my dear, time to get you clean up," he beckoned.

Evelyn stumbled forward and the crowd parted to let her through. Evelyn thought she was going to fall as she approached Timothy, but the Asian girl from earlier in the evening grabbed her under one arm and let her out to the hall and into a bathroom.

"We must get you washed up and presentable again Evelyn," the Asian girl said. "The real fun hasn't even happened yet."

Evelyn looked up with weary eyes, "What do you mean hasn't happened yet, look at me!"

"Oh you'll see," said the Asian girl in kind of a sing-song type of voice. "The next part is the favorite of the crowd. It's kind of a ritual."

With that, the Asian girl stripped Evelyn out of what remained of her clothes and gently pushed her into the large marble shower. She then turned the water on and watched as the cum slowly came away from Evelyn's chest and thighs.

"You are such a pretty girl," the Asian girl sighed. "Such a shame you should be in this position."

"Here is some soap," continued the Asian girl. "Please make sure you get everything off you. You're to be as good as new when we bring you back in."

Numbly Evelyn ran the bar of soap over her abused body. She noticed a few bruises on her arms where men had grabbed a little too intently as they came all over her. Her ass was also a little tender from some of the spankings she received from the wives as they sat on her face.

Soon enough Evelyn was clean, and she was dried off by the Asian girl and let out a second door in the bathroom that she hadn't noticed before. Once in the other room, Evelyn's makeup was re-applied and her hair was put in a pony tail.

"The better to handle you with," the Asian girl had said when she put Evelyn's hair up.

Evelyn didn't really know what to make of that comment, but it quickened her pulse nonetheless.

Evelyn was then led through another door into a much bigger room. The room was full of machines and harnesses that Evelyn had only heard of.

"This way my dear," called the Asian girl. "We have a special one for you over here."

Evelyn followed the Asian girl and nearly tripped as she twisted her head from side to side trying to process all the information.

"Hop on up," encouraged the Asian girl. "Time to get you secured."

Evelyn started at the apparatus before her. It was a large 'H' shaped leather ottoman. It had a steel post in each of the four corners. The top two posts had a single restraint on the inside. The bottom two posts had restraints on both the inside and outside. The apparatus also had wheels so it could be moved around when necessary, but locked in place when it needed to be.

"Up here on all fours my dear," said the Asian girl. "Come now, we don't want to keep the clients waiting."

Evelyn crawled up on the apparatus. The Asian girl secured Evelyn's wrists to the single restraint posts, and her ankles to the inside of the dual restraint posts. Evelyn quickly noticed that her mouth was at the perfect position to either suck someone's cock or lick someone's pussy. She didn't think this positioning was by accident. It of course also meant that her pussy was at the perfect position to get fucked. With the restraints in place, there was nothing Evelyn could do now to prevent whatever it was that was going to happen to her.

"As a final touch my dear, open wide," said the Asian girl.

As Evelyn opened her mouth a red ball gag was placed between her teeth and secured behind her head. Evelyn tried to spit it out, but the effort was in vane. Now Evelyn couldn't even talk, and breathing would have to be done entirely through her nose.

Snapping Evelyn out of her thoughts was the Asian girls fingers around her ass. Evelyn quickly dropped her body onto the apparatus and attempted to keep the girl's fingers from entering her. The apparatus however, was specifically designed to keep a person's legs wide enough apart for such a reaction. Evelyn tensed and waited.

The Asian girl walked up to the front of the apparatus and cooed in Evelyn's ear, "It will be much easier on you if you let me put this lubricate in now. You will thank me for it shortly."

Once again Evelyn tried to get away. She thrashed against the restraints to no avail. Finally, exhausted, Evelyn relaxed enough and felt as the Asian girl slowly covered her anus in lubricate and began pushing it in with her fingers.

"There we go sweetie, much better," said the Asian girl. "Now you're ready for the ceremony."

"Ceremony? What ceremony?" Evelyn yelled through the gag.

But the Asian girl could hear nothing but 'mphf, mphf, mphf', so she ignored her.

The apparatus rolled quite easily when the wheel locks were released. The Asian girl had no trouble wheeling Evelyn out into the hall and down toward the main room where the clients were waiting. As was tradition, she waited until she could get Timothy's attention before the final entrance.

Timothy did catch her eye, turned and spoke to the crowd, "My friends, it has come time to once again provide you with the entertainment for which you have so kindly paid us for."

"Our young housewife Evelyn has never had anal sex and you shall all be witnesses to her christening!" exclaimed Timothy jubilantly. 

The crowd cheered. Those who had been there before knew what they were about to see was one of the best parts of the night. And even though they only got to watch Timothy deflower the 'guest of honor', they knew that once he was done they would all get a turn.

"Without any further adieu, I re-present to you, Evelyn!" Timothy cried out.

With that, the Asian girl wheeled Evelyn into the middle of the room. Even though Evelyn had been used by these same people less than an hour earlier, she still felt extremely exposed, and given her new predicament, more helpless than ever.

"My dear," started Timothy, "is it true you have never had anal sex?"

"Yes," mumbled Evelyn.

"I'm sorry my dear, but we can't hear you through the gag. Please be a sport and nod your head in one direction or another," coaxed Timothy.

Evelyn moved her head in a vertical manner indicating she was still an anal virgin.

"And do you wish me to take your anal virginity tonight?" asked Timothy.

Evelyn shook her head feverously side to side. The crowd let out a collective laugh.

"Of course you don't my dear, but you know what, you are hardly in a position to do anything about it now aren't you," said Timothy.

Evelyn once again pulled against the restraints and tried to free herself. Up to this point she had been able to take the abuse and humiliation, but this was going far beyond what she was prepared to do to pay off a stupid bet on a card game. The result of her actions however, only seemed to get the crowd more involved. They cheered every time she pulled against the restraints or dropped her body down onto the apparatus in an attempt to get free. 

"Now to the business at hand," exclaimed Timothy as he walked behind Evelyn, stripped out of his clothes and moved between her legs.

Timothy was not a small man Evelyn knew. She had seen his cock in the Asian girl's mouth earlier and knew there was hardly room for it in her virgin ass.

"Please don't do this," Evelyn begged to no avail. 

No one could understand anything through the ball gag and she knew it. Evelyn felt all was lost when suddenly she heard a familiar voice call out from behind her.

"Timothy stop!" yelled Violet.

The crowd turned. This never happened. No one ever told Timothy to stop doing anything. But by turning around they could see why Timothy stopped. Standing there in a silver and black laced bustier with garters, stocking and high heels was Violet, and she was a site to behold. Noticeably absent from Violet's attire was any form of panties. As Violet started to walk toward the Timothy and the crowd she could feel herself becoming wetter and wetter. She thought that soon enough everyone would be able to see her pussy juice running down the inside of her thighs. But at this particular moment, the crowd was turning their head from her to Timothy – like a crowd at a tennis match would.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" asked Timothy playing the role he and Violet had worked out earlier while they were alone.

"The time has come to call in my favor," shot back Violet.

"Here? Now?" asked Timothy.

"Why not here? You know how I like surprises. And I'm sure the crowd will appreciate the spectacle that I am going to give them," Answered Violet.

While this conversation was going on, Evelyn had all but frozen stiff. She recognized Violet's voice immediately, but couldn't process why Violet was here, or how she knew Timothy. She prayed that who ever was behind her was not in fact Violet, but someone who sounded exactly like her.

"My dear guests," started Timothy. "I owe you an explanation. Allow me to introduce a friend of mine. Meet Violet."

Evelyn's heart sank. Now her hopes of getting through the weekend unnoticed were dashed. Not only that, but by Violet knowing Timothy, things might actually get worse.

"I owe Violet a favor, and as all of you know, my favors are not granted lightly," said Timothy.

"You should also know that Violet is an acquaintance of Evelyn here," Timothy gestured toward Evelyn who was looking for somewhere to bury herself to avoid any further humiliation.

Timothy turned his attention back to Violet, "So what do you have in mind Violet?"

"Well," said Violet as she slinked her way toward Timothy and the crowd. "I might be interested in sparing Evelyn the pain of your anal ceremony."

The crowd moaned.

"You can't do that!" cried someone from the back.

"We paid to see her get humiliated," cried another

"Hush!" yelled Timothy. "Let's see what Violet has in mind. Perhaps you will enjoy it more than watching me take Evelyn's anal virginity."

Violet was now standing beside Timothy. Timothy looked her over approvingly and ran a finger up the inside of her thigh and brushed over her shaved pussy lips before reaching up and inserting his finger slowly into Violet's mouth. 

"I will grant you this favor, so now we are even. Do not disappoint the clients," said Timothy.

Violet smiled and moved to the front of the apparatus. Evelyn had her head down and was looking into the floor.

"Come my dear," said Violet. "Let me see your eyes."

Slowly Violet put her hand underneath Evelyn's chin and began to raise her face up to meet Violet's gaze.

"Funny seeing you here," continued Violet. "I didn't figure you for this type of entertainment."

Despite her nudity and restraints, Evelyn blushed. This was worse than she could have imagined. She wanted to disappear.

"You know that I have the power to let Timothy fuck you in the ass don't you?" asked Violet.

Evelyn nodded, it was the only thing she could do.

"But you really don't want that do you? You don't want Timothy to fuck you in the ass," Violet let the question and the answer hang in the air.

"Tell you what," said Violet. "If you do something for me, I won't let Timothy fuck you. Is that a deal?"

Evelyn nodded vertically. Whatever Violet wanted would be better than having Timothy fuck her in the ass while every watched her suffer.

Violet looked up at Timothy, "Please remove her ball gag."

Timothy walked over, unstrapped the gag and threw it to the Asian girl.

Evelyn took a deep breathe and moved her jaw around to recondition her muscles. She then looked over and up at Violet.

"Thank you," Evelyn said.

"Oh don't thank me yet," remarked Violet. "You still don't know what you have to do."

A look of fear entered Evelyn's eyes. She knew that Violet disliked her immensely, and Violet did have a way of eventually beating everyone she went into competition with. Evelyn knew that this was the night she was going to get beat.

"What I want you to do my dear Evelyn, is lick my pussy until I cum all over your pretty face. After that, I shall decide what to do next," Violet instructed.

"But Violet," Evelyn stammered. "We're friends, our kids play together. We see each other on the weekends. Why are you making me do this?"

"Because my dear, from now on I'll always have this to remember you by – and I'm going to hold it over on you whenever I need something when we get back home," answered Violet with a smirk.

"Now, run that nice soft tongue from the bottom of my clit to the top. Then stop and look up at me. Do not put that tongue back in your mouth until I say so," said Violet.

Violet moved into position and spread her legs so that Evelyn could easily reach her pussy with her tongue.

The crowd was getting into it now. The idea of a revenge sex game was being played out before their eyes. The unscripted rawness of it all was more than worth sacrificing Timothy's anal adventure.

Evelyn closed her eyes and put her tongue into her friend's pussy. Then, as instructed, she moved it from the bottom through the thick puffy folds in the middle to the top and then out. 

"Very good," cooed Violet. "And look, you can see my pussy juice just dripping off her tongue."

"Do it again honey," said Violet, "but hold it in the middle will you."

Evelyn once again inserted her tongue into the bottom portion of Violet's pussy and began running her tongue up the inside of Violet's lips. She stopped in the middle. Suddenly she saw a flash, then another. Someone was taking pictures. Evelyn nearly collapsed from embarrassment.

"Now move your tongue in and out of me Evelyn," instructed Violet. "Be a good little slut for mommy."

Violet moved her head back and forth and she pushed her tongue in and out of Violet. As she moved, Evelyn's tits started to sway underneath her. One of the wives reached underneath and pinched Evelyn's nipples hard.

"I thought you were told to keep these hard?!" she exclaimed.

Evelyn was about to answer that it was currently the last thing on her mind, but decided against it.

Violet suddenly pulled away from Evelyn. Evelyn looked up to see that someone had brought a small chair over so Violet could sit down. Violet moved the chair into position in front of Evelyn so that by putting the small of her back on the chair, she could spread her legs much wider and give Evelyn full access to her dripping pussy.

Evelyn couldn't believe what she was about to do. She knew that in a few seconds her face was going to be buried in the pussy of the person she probably hated the most. Not only that, but an entire group of people was standing around enjoying and taking pictures of the whole event.

Sure enough, as soon as Violet was ready she looked Evelyn in the eyes.

"Ok my little slut, start licking me like there's no tomorrow. You had better be good or I'm going to let Timothy fuck that tiny little ass of yours," Violet spat.

Evelyn lowered her face into Violet's pretty pink folds and began licking her for all she was worth. She moved her tongue deep inside Violet and then used her lips and tongue to gently pull on Violet's clit until she felt Violet's hips start to shake. Evelyn knew she was close and continued her rhythm of sucking and licking. Evelyn's tongue was starting to tire, but she kept going – quitting now would be way worse than having a sore tongue tomorrow.

Finally Violet was ready to cum. She pulled Evelyn in so tight Evelyn thought she was going to suffocate. Violet bucked her hips wildly against Evelyn's mouth. Evelyn thrashed against the restraints trying to free her hands so she could pry Violets pussy from off her face but it was no use. Then, Evelyn felt a spray in her mouth and Violet pulled back. Violet's pussy juice now covered Evelyn's face. Evelyn could feel it drip down from her cheeks to her chin. She started to slump forward but was grabbed on the pony tail from behind so the crowd could continue to watch her humiliation.

When Violet recovered somewhat, she stood up and looked down at Evelyn. 

"Well my dear, you do lick a mean pussy now don't you. I'm going to have to take advantage of that in the future," panted Violet. "But right now, we have clients to please."

"Mrs. Hu," called Violet. "Do you have the toys ready?"

"Indeed I do," the Asian girl called back.

The Asian girl proceeded to bring Violet two strap-ons. One appeared to be about eight inches in length, the other was larger at ten inches. Violet showed the two strap-ons to Evelyn.

"Which one would you like me to use?" asked Violet.

"The smaller one please," suggested Evelyn weakly.

"How about this one?" came a voice from the back. It was Jolene.

"Remember me my dear?" asked Jolene.

"Of course," answered Evelyn remembering how Jolene had taken her to the 'toy store' and humiliated earlier in the day.

"Well, while we were at the store today, I figured I'd by a treat for my girlfriend, but since this is such a special occasion, I thought I'd break it in here," said Jolene playfully.

"Whatever do you mean?" asked Violet quizzically. 

All Jolene had was a box with a bow on it.

"Open it," Jolene said as she handed the box to Violet.

Violet opened the box and looked inside. A big sinister smile crossed her face when she realized what it was.

"I think we'll use this one!" exclaimed Violet as she held up the new strap-on.

Evelyn's face went white. The strap-on was huge. And it was thick.

"How big is it?" asked a man from the back.

"Well let's see here," started Violet as she began counting.

"It's a full twelve inches!" hyped Jolene excitedly. "And it has the inches labeled on the side so you can see how far in you are!"

"Put it on!" chanted the crowd.

Violet put the strap-on around her waist and secured it. She had used these a few times in college during her experimental phase, but had never used one this big. Just for fun she stuck it in Evelyn's mouth to see how much she could take. Evelyn started gagging at six inches.

"Let's hope your ass can take more than that." Violet said loudly.

"What?!" yelped Evelyn. "I thought you said you weren't going to let me get fucked in the ass."

"I said nothing of the sort my little slut," retorted Violet. "What I said was that I wouldn't let Timothy fuck you in the ass. I said nothing about not doing it myself!"

"Tonight I am going to break you in like you have never been broken before. Timothy, please reposition her!" Violet yelled to the crowd.




Bad Poker Hand Ch. 04



Timothy and another man unstrapped Evelyn's wrists from the front restraints and moved her hands back to the restraints on the outside of her ankles. They then re-fastened the restraints. Evelyn fought them the whole time, but she was no match for the two stronger men.

The new position made Evelyn even more helpless. She now had her ass in the air making both her pussy and ass easily penetrable. Her chest was down on the apparatus and her head hung over the top part of the apparatus. She was screaming for Violet to stop, but no one was listening.

"For a long time I have wanted to get even with you Evelyn," proclaimed Violet. "And tonight you will give to me what you have never given to anyone. Everyone standing here is going to watch me as I plunge the entire twelve inches of this strap-on into your ass. Are you ready!"

The crowd cheered. Evelyn screamed. Violet grabbed Evelyn by the hips and thrust the strap-on into Evelyn's waiting ass.

Evelyn went stiff, and the crowd held its collective breath to hear Evelyn's first reaction

"AGGHH!" screamed Evelyn. 

Violet pulled back and slammed it into her again.

"AGGHH!" screamed Evelyn again. "Please stop, you're killing me!"

"No I'm not," yelled Violet. "I'm making you my slut – now take it all!"

Violet slammed into Evelyn time and again each time thrusting deeper and deeper.

The crowd was going wild. The chant began.

"Fuck her ass, fuck her ass!" they chanted.

Violet loved the pain and humiliation she was inflicting on Evelyn. Never had she had so much joy. She reached back and slapped Evelyn on the ass.

"Owww!" cried Evelyn.

Smack, smack, smack came the spankings in rapid succession. Evelyn's body shook at the beating she was taking. Her ass was on fire, and she felt like she was being split in two.

Violet paused a moment to look down. Despite the constant working over of Evelyn's ass, she had only managed to put the strap-on in eight inches. She was going to need help if she was going to get in all the way.

"Come here you two," she called to a couple of the clients. "Each of you take an ass cheek and pull it apart as wide as you can."

Evelyn cried out in pain, "please stop," she begged.

"Shut up bitch," Violet spat. "You'll take all of this like the slut that you are or we'll find a longer one to stick in you."

"We are eight inches in," Violet informed the crowd. "But we are going for the record. Are you with me?!"

"Yes," came the answer.

"Then let's continue the humiliation!" cheered Violet.

With that Violet motioned for the two clients to pull Evelyn's ass cheeks as far apart as they could. 

When Evelyn was stretched as wide as she could possibly be stretched, Violet bent over and whispered in her ear, "You are going to be my bitch forever or I will tell everyone you know what has happened here tonight. When we leave this place, you will do obey me like the fuck slave you have become."

Evelyn could only listen in horror. Violet had the strap-on eight inches into her previously virgin ass and was about to plunge it in further. She responded with the words she thought Violet would most want to hear.

"Yes Mistress," she said quietly. "I will do whatever you want."

"Then prepare to take this!" Violet yelled as she pulled about three inches back, grabbed Evelyn by the shoulders and slammed herself into Evelyn once again.

"Oooohhh Noooo!" squealed Evelyn. "Please no more, I can't take anymore!"

"Scream all you want tramp, you've got more where that came from," replied Violet as she pulled back again and readied herself for another assault.

Wham! Evelyn felt the force of Violet's hips thrusting into her again from behind. Again the pain was so intense that Evelyn nearly blacked out. She heard herself repeatedly beg for Violet to stop, but all she could hear was the laughing and cheering of the crowd. She wondered if the assault would ever end.

Right about that time, Violet pulled completely out of her ass and stood up.

"This bitch has managed to take 10 inches, so we are going to need some help with the final two," Violet called out.

Evelyn couldn't believe it. She could feel her ass gaping open and all they still wanted to put more in.

"Timothy," Violet called out, "did Evelyn happen to bring a purse tonight."

Timothy was taken aback, that was a strange question he thought. Why interrupt a perfectly good ass fucking session to ask a question like that.

"I believe she did," he answered.

"Can you have someone bring it to me?" Violet asked.

The purse was retrieved from the initial room that Evelyn had had sex with the Asian girl and Timothy in.

"Thank you," said Violet.

Opening Evelyn's purse, Violet moved to where Evelyn could see her. 

"Do you have any lipstick in here my dear?" asked Violet.

"Y-yes, I do," panted Evelyn. She was still out of breath from the punishment she had just endured.

"Ah, here it is!" Violet exclaimed as she held it up for the crowd to see.

"Do you know what I am going to do with this lipstick Evelyn?" Violet asked.

"No," said Evelyn quietly.

"I am going to put it on your ass," said Violet.

"Why would you do that?" asked Evelyn almost not wanting to hear the answer.

"So everyone will know when we have reached 12 inches!" Violet sang out.

Evelyn was puzzled until she realized how the lipstick was going to get on her ass. Violet had begun putting the lipstick around the base of the strap-on. She caked enough of it on so that whenever that part of the strap-on finally touched something, some of the lipstick would be left on whatever was touched. Evelyn realized for the lipstick to make it to her ass, she was going to have to take that entire strap-on deep inside her. 

Violet knew that Evelyn realized the implications of what she was doing because Evelyn started to once again thrash against the restraints somehow hoping that what had failed her in the past would help her now.

"Here we go my pet, the final chapter in your anal saga," declared Violet.

Violet showed the crowd the lipstick around the base of the strap-on. They cheered in delight and began to chant.

"Make the base kiss her ass, make the base kiss her ass!" they cried out.

Violet put a little more lubricate in Evelyn's ass, and a little on the strap-on itself. It was showtime!

"This is how it feels to have a foot up your ass baby!" Violet yelled as she grabbed Evelyn's hips and slammed into her.

"Oh God No!" cried Evelyn.

"Oh yes baby, eight inches down, four to go!" hooted Violet.

In, out, in, out, Violet slammed away at Evelyn's ass. As she approached the eleven inch mark she called out for witnesses.

"Who wants to see us set a record here tonight up close and personal?" she asked the crowd.

People crammed in closer than the already were just to see the ending of the amazing amount of abuse and humiliation Evelyn was taking.

"On the count of three, push her from the front while I plow her from behind!" screamed Violet in a sexual frenzy.

"One, Two, THREE!" screamed Violet at the top of her lungs.

The crowd pushed Evelyn from the front, and Violet was even pushed from behind as she let Evelyn have all that she had.

Evelyn gasped so loud that she stiffened up. She felt the base of the strap-on slam into her ass. She was sure it would have gone deeper with the force that had been exerted on it if the base hadn't have stopped it. She was paralyzed with pain and humiliation.

Violet looked down and saw that Evelyn's ass had taken the entire 12 inches and the lipstick was now transferred onto her ass. She hollered in victory.

"The bitch has taken it all! The lipstick is on her ass!" she announced to the crowd hysterically.

The crowd went crazy. Evelyn had been impaled by the 12 inch pole and it was still stuck in her making it hard to beg for mercy – mercy which she would find very hard to come by for the rest of the weekend.