Chapter 42

Lisa prevented my release by saying, "We're here to play poker, boys, not play with the pretty slave." Damn her.

They all sat down. There was a mirror on the wall that allowed Master to keep an eye on me. Every time one of the gentleman folded, they usually watched me or even got up to play with parts of me. Only the Slave Trainer in my pussy kept them from playing with that. The lack of concentration on the parts of the four guys allowed Master and Lisa to win more often than the others. I wondered if it was why Master faced away from me, or if he wanted to allow the others the best view. Their constant attention on my naked body in addition to the incessant arousal afforded by the Slave Trainer kept me on edge. I knew fluids were running from my pussy down my legs. I could feel them sliding down farther and farther as my cunt fed more and more liquid to them.

I realized about a half hour after they started playing I wasn't going to make it the rest