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Master turned to look at me. My eyes pleaded with him. He looked at the clock, less than four minutes remained.
"I don't think that's it," Master replied. "I think my slave just changed her mind about something."
I nodded my head frantically. He got up and removed my ball gag. "Master," I panted, "I'll serve as your white silk slave."
"Are you sure?" Master asked.
"Yes, sir. I'm sure."
"I'm going to whip you first," he said, "twenty strokes to the front of your body. Keep count."
"Yes, Master." I agreed with alacrity.
He got the whip and proceeded to apply twenty strokes to the front of my body. I kept count with each of the strokes. He actually went rather easy on me. He'd whipped me harder previously. Lisa knew I'd been whipped before, so she wasn't surprised to see it happening in front of her, but she was interested in my reactions. I didn't cry out, although I flinched through the last four of them on my breasts. The four men were pretty astonished to see Master whipping me and Jerry started to get up, but Lisa put a hand on his arm and stopped him.
"It's okay," she said. "It's part of her slave agreement. She knew it would happen before she agreed to be his sex slave and he's done it to her before now." He sat back down.
Master finished and he released me from the cross and I knelt down at his feet and unzipped his shorts, reaching in to release his cock. Master was hard as a rock. I was aware of ten other eyes on me as I applied myself to his cock and in less than five minutes he was cumming down my throat. I swallowed every drop. I put his cock away when I was done.
"You may put on your alternate outfit now. You'll see you have an addition to it since you are white silk."
I went into the bedroom and found he'd added a sheer white g-string to the leather straps. White silk slaves privates were off limits. I still had to wear the Slave Trainer, but the g-string was large enough to accommodate the bulk of the device. It took me a few minutes to figure out the leather straps, put it on and adjust it so it fit the way it was supposed to. When I returned, everyone had resumed playing poker. I approached Master and knelt at his feet. He handed me the paper he'd typed up and made me sign it for him, folding it up and putting it in one of his back pockets.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a change to this evenings game. Julia has agreed to serve as white silk slave to all of us for the balance of the evening."
"What's that mean?" Chen asked. "White silk."
"It means she may use her mouth to pleasure you. Below her waist is off limits. What she will do for the rest of the evening is serve food and drinks and orally pleasure the winner of each hand for two minutes; no more or we won't get any poker played. As she's serving, you're more than welcome to caress any part of the slave above her waist. We'll stop tonight at 11:15, and the slave will be displayed for sale. At 11:30 you may bid on the slave for her oral services through orgasm. You may use your poker winnings, and only your poker winnings, to bid on the full oral services of this slave."
"Shit!" Edward said, "you and Lisa took most of our money while your slave was squirming on the cross. It was the perfect distraction. I'll be lucky if I'm not broke by nine."
Edward was right. Master was a very good poker player and he had a large advantage for the first hour of the evening. He could outbid anyone. Perhaps I'd only have to fully serve his cock once more. Master quickly dashed my hopes.
"I won't be bidding in any case," he said. "It's between the five of you. I can use the slave anytime I want as her owner."
"Don't you mean four?" Rob said.
"No. Lisa's in this. If she wants my slave to lick her cunt to orgasm, she can bid as well. The only stipulation is my slave will perform this service in front of everyone else still here at the end of the night, whether it's your cocks or Lisa's cunt. None of you has to participate," he said. "It's entirely up to you if you want to do this. I only ask you make the decision now and not change your mind later."
"I have one other question," Edward said. "Do you or the slave keep the money we bid on her services? Otherwise, it's just another way to take our money."
Master said. "Taking money for sex would make her a whore and me a pimp. No, all we ask is you agree to donate the sum you bid to a charity of the slaves choice. You have to provide a receipt or you'll never be allowed to bid again. What charity would you like the donation to go to, slave."
I didn't know this was going to happen and had no idea who to name. I thought for a few moments and said, "The American Red Cross."
"A worthy cause," Master said. "Any other questions?"
No one said anything else.
"In or out, Jerry?" Master asked.
"Get a blow job from this delectable slave. I'm in."
"Rob?" Master asked. "Count me in," Rob said.
"Edward?" Edward nodded yes.
"Chen?" "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Lisa?" I listened with bated breath. Would I have to lick my friends cunt?
"I'm in too," Lisa said. I lowered my eyes. I would be serving everyone.
"Put your game faces on," Master said. "I have only one other request. This slave only gets to cum if you cum, so please tell me if you orgasm so I can let her have her climax."
"No problem." "Sure." "Wouldn't want her to suffer." "You bet." The chorus of responses.
"Slave, take everyone's orders and begin serving food and beverages. As soon as she gets your orders, Rob, it's your deal."
I took everyone's order and as I moved around the table, a lot of hands touched and caressed me, although all hands remained above the waist. I was a lowly slave who's body didn't belong to her. They would all use me as they wanted to, and my cunt grew squishier at the thought.
Rob started dealing while I went to fill everyone's order. I came back with everyone's order and served them. Master won the first hand after the deal and I sucked his cock again. He wasn't hard this time, having just cum and his watch timer went off when his time was up. He was going to be scrupulously fair, I was sure.
Edward won the next hand. His would be the first cock I'd ever sucked except Master's since our marriage. Edward wasn't quite as long as Master, but he was thicker. He was already hard in anticipation. It was difficult to get all of him in my mouth, though I managed. He won the third deal too, and so I continued working his cock. I suspected he was close to cumming before I stopped.
Jerry won the next hand. He was hard as well, slightly bigger around than Master and about the same length. I could get all of him down easier than Edward. His was the first black cock I've ever sucked. His pubic hairs were tighter and curlier than Master's and Edwards, though shorter.
Lisa won next. She wasn't prepared for this, wearing jeans and panties. In order to lick her, I'd have to pull her pants down, which was not something she wanted to do in front of the others. She called a quick time out so I could lend her a dress. In the bedroom, she stripped off her jeans and panties and put on one of my skirts, leaving herself bare on the bottom.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I had to participate. I have to know what it's like."
"I'm a slave subject to use by anyone," I said. "If our positions were reversed, I would have done the same," I replied, my head down. Would I have?
We returned to the table and by going under the skirt between her legs, was able to caress her with my tongue for two minutes before Master called time. Lisa held my head while I licked her. She seemed to enjoy my services. It took a few moments after Master's chime went off before she released my head.
By now, I had kind of determined it took four to six minutes for a hand to be played, depending on the game, always dealer's choice. The two minutes allowed for me took longer than two. I had to crawl under the table, find a zipper, extract a cock, suck and put it back. Roughly, it meant I would be sucking cocks or licking cunts seven to eight times per hour. Starting at eight and playing until after eleven meant I'd be doing this twenty-one to twenty-six times, unless they took breaks. And by this time, no one cared if I were serving food and drink. They got their own food and beverages while someone was dealing or they'd folded.
Chen won the next hand, pumping his fist when he laid down his trip Kings. His cock was a respectable six inches long, though the thinnest so far. I had no problem taking all of him down and was easily deep throating him. I realized I might as well stay beneath the table. Crawling under and out again was too hard and everyone was too impatient. Chen won for the second straight time and I started sucking him again. Master called time and I started lifting off his cock when he suddenly groaned, "I'm cumming," and the first couple spurts of his sperm shot all over my face. I quickly covered his cock again to keep the rest from joining the mess on face, sucking him dry. Master ended the override and I climaxed myself, for the first time today.
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