How the cards are dealt

A couple of days passed for Christina after her encounter with Bill and Terry in his store. He had told her she was still on the hook to pay off her debt and would be in contact with how she would be paying it off. She knew it was going to some further way in which she would be expected to degrade herself.

She heard her phone chime and was dreading reading it as she knew who it would be from. She considered just deleting it and dealing with the consequences but weirdly found herself compelled to read it.

The way he wrote entertainment just seemed sleazy.

She noticed that he had sent her an image of a dress. It was a short dress with a large V down to the navel, she knew her cleavage was going to be on almost constant display in that.

She put her phone down and went off to get ready. She showered, decided to wear her hair up. Christina put on her make-up, mascara, black eyeliner, silver eyeshadow, and red lipstick. She discovered Bill had the dress he wanted her to wear mailed to her. She would sell her place after this and move elsewhere. She changed into it and was not surprised to discover it barely covered her ass. The dress looked good, she had to admit, but as she had mentioned, her breasts would be popping out of it really easily.

She got a cab over and sat in the back, hoping tonight would pass quickly. The address Bill had sent was for the penthouse, she got the elevator up and approached the door. She knocked lightly and heard movement. The door opened, and she was greeted by a white man in his forties with dark black hair. He was in fairly good shape and looked pretty muscular. He had a small goatee.

“Thank you for joining us. I was delighted when Bill said you would be joining us. I'm Mark. Piotr and Santiago are inside.” Mark introduced himself.

He beckoned for her to step inside.

“Nice to meet you, Mark.” Christina replied. She was an actress, so she could put on a performance and pretend to be polite convincingly.

Mark led her over to a poker table where two other men were seated. A Mexican guy with greying hair and a bald man who looked to be in his fifties. She was relieved to discover all three of them were reasonably attractive. They both introduced themselves, and Mark guided her over to the kitchen. She saw there was a decent spread of snacks and alcoholic drinks. A range of expensive-looking beers. She started wondering if she got them drunk enough, maybe they might not be able to perform.

“So you'll be serving drinks and bringing us snacks during the game,” Mark advised.

“Is that all?” She asked hopefully.

He reached a hand out to stroke her chin and raise her head slightly. “I'm good friends with Bill. You know that isn't all, but we will at least try and be respectful.” He told her.

She simply nodded. He led her back over to the table. She had not fully paid attention before but saw there was quite a lot of money on the table. Clearly, all three were big-stakes players, as it looked like each of them had a few hundred thousand on the table.

“Well, gentlemen. Now the entertainment is here; should we begin?” Piotr said in a thick Polish accent.

She disliked the way he said that as if she was a piece of meat.

The game started with Santiago as the dealer. She stood off to one side, only partially paying attention to the game, but saw they were playing five-card stud. On the first round they had started betting for them comparatively small with only five thousand as the initial pot.

“Christina. Fetch us some beers.” Mark requested.

She went off to the kitchen and put three decent looking beers on a small tray. She decided to place some chips, dips, and a selection of fruit on the tray as well. She returned and handed each of the guy's a beer and placed the tray on the table. At present the guys were more focused on the game than her. She was kind of bored, she had to admit.

The game continued for another hour until it reached a big showdown between Santiago and Mark, Piotr had folded on this hand fairly early. They went back and forth, continually raising their bets. She was forced to admit it was kind of tense. Eventually, it came down to them revealing their hands Santiago only had a pair of fours, and Mark had a flush.

“You always try bluffing when you have a shit hand. Maybe you should stop trying to push when you have fuck all. “ Mark taunted.

“Fuck you gringo.” Santiago cursed.

Christina became aware the Mexican was staring at her. “I just lost big. Come sit in my lap and take my mind off it.” Santiago asked.

This was it, then the moment it was going to start tonight. She said nothing and simply walked over and sat on Santiago's lap. She wasn't being told to give him a lap dance, so she simply sat there and hoped that would be enough. She was not surprised to discover it was not, she tried not to grimace as she felt Santiago's hands exploring her body. Then slipped inside her dress so he could fondle her breasts. She tried to suppress the moan when he began playing with her nipples.

“God. I love a woman with breasts like these.” He told her.

“There is still game on,” Piotr advised as he was dealing a fresh hand out.

Santiago quickly glanced at his cards, and Christina also saw he had been dealt a pair of aces. The round continued, although the Mexican was more interested in her body than his hand. His bet was big, not really out of confidence, just because he had to for that round. When it came to the flop, the turn, and the river, the other two aces appeared on the table. She watched Mark & Piotr, who were betting competitively against each other and paying little attention to Santiago. When it came down to the showdown between all three, Santiago ended up beating both of them with his four of a kind.

“See, gentleman, all it takes to recoup my losses is the attention of a beautiful woman.” Santiago boasted.

“Well, I think we all deserve a turn then,” Piotr suggested.

Santiago reluctantly allowed his Polish friend to claim her, and she moved onto his lap. The game resumed, and she felt Piotr place his hand between her legs. He pushed the tiny thong she was wearing to one side and explored her folds. Christina was reluctant to admit she had become slightly aroused.

“You're wet.” The pole whispered to her.

He teased her clit as he checked his cards and saw she had a king and a ten. She had to bite down on her lip so the others couldn't see her enjoyment as he started fingering her under the table. He penetrated her with a second finger and roughly pistoned them in and out of her vagina. She hated to admit how much it turned her on and could feel a climax building as this hand continued. Unfortunately for her, the hand was over quicker than the previous one. Piotr clearly had an obvious tell and when it the remaining cards were revealed it Mark and Santiago suspected he might have a Royal Flush. Piotr's win was not as big as Santiago's, but all three now saw Christina as a good luck charm. She ended that round really frustrated due to not being allowed to cum.

Without even being told, she moved onto Mark's lap.

“I don't think we need this anymore,” Mark told her and shoved her dress to the floor.

She sat there now only in her soaked underwear. She knew it was not going to be long before things would escalate further and was only half listening when she heard Mark speak to her.

“I said get on your knees and suck my cock.” Mark repeated.

She reluctantly complied and got down on her knees. She heard the cards being dealt as Mark unzipped his suit trousers. He was not wearing underwear, and his limp cock hung there waiting for her. She reluctantly began to tease it with her tongue. She took his soft cock into her mouth and started working her lips up and down it. She was pleased to discover that Mark was not very big and guessed he was maybe six inches. She deepthroated him easily and sucked him really hard. She was hoping to get it over with as quickly as possible. She could hear him groaning. She took it out of her mouth and worked her tongue up and down his length. She hated knowing some part of her was somewhat enjoying this. She played with his balls with one hand while licking him. She heard Mark grunt loudly. He pulled his cock away from her and pointed it at her breasts as he started to orgasm. She stayed where she was, knowing as much as this humiliating it would likely be worse if she pulled away. Mark sprayed his hot load over her breasts. She was pleased that it was a fairly small load, and he quickly sank back into his chair after his climax waned.

“Fuck. I lost.” Mark complained.

“Well, maybe you should pay attention to your cards instead of getting your dick sucked.” Santiago joked.

“Get me something stronger. I want a Scotch.” Mark requested.

“I'll take some of that.” Piotr added.

Christina stood and took the drinks tray back to the kitchen. She found something to clean Mark's cum off her breasts before getting them drinks. She was looking over the expensive selection of Whisky when she saw that Santiago had joined her in the kitchen. She hoped he was just coming to help select a Scotch for the table.