Charlotte's Reward (BL)

You flip over your card, hoping to see something that won’t hurt too bad. You see the following:

What you don’t see CAN hurt you: The loser on this card turns their back to the winner, spreads their legs wide, and takes a good old fashioned kick in the junk.

“Someone was running out of ideas.” You mutter, turning your back on Charlotte. “Hey!” She responds. “You try thinking of 9 ways to hit a person in the crotch, and see if all of them are wonderfully creative!”

“Now that I’m playing this game, I AM thinking of a thousand ways to hit a very specific girl in the junk.” You respond.

“Oh, I’m sure you are.” Charlotte continues. “And I bet, after this, you’ll be plotting a million ways you’d like to get your **** on me.”

“But until you win a game of rock paper scissors, this girl’s pussy won’t have to suffer any of them.”

She’s got a point. You spread your legs. “Whenever you’re ready.” You taunt.

“Oh no, I want to tease you just a bit more.” She says, running her fingers down your cock. “And while the big brain upstairs might protest, the little brain downstairs sure isn’t!” She continues, noting your throbbing erection.

“I’m sure you’d like to put this game on pause, kick back a few more drinks, and see where the rest of this goes.” Charlotte continues, now pacing around the room.

“But I’m not ready for that quite yet.”

SMACK!

You drop to the floor, and feel a tear streaming down your face. “Aw, it seems the baby boy’s crying because I broke his favorite toy.” She says, a fake-pout cutting across her face. She gently caresses both your balls. “I’m sure we can fix it right up, and it’ll be even bigger than it was before.”

You stay, prostrate, on the ground, for several seconds before rising to your feet again.

“I’m sure it will.” But now, I’m ready to try one of those million ways to hit you in the crotch.

You lose 35 stamina and 5 bladder control.