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Chapter 3 by wicker wicker

who gets the ring?

Joel, a college student who likes to gamble

Joel Morrison was a senior psychology major who loved to gamble. He bet on the NFL and college football and liked to go watch the ponies at the track. One day after a fairly good day at the track, he found the coin. He pocketed it.

For his Psychology of Sex, Gender roles, and Culture class, he had to interview a dominatrix. Her name was Mistress Miriam. He looked up her profile and saw a photo of her

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After he went to her place, a gothic house on an isolate road, he put his hand in his pocket and felt the coin. He took it out and squeezed it and suddenly became aware of its power.

He rang the bell, and the door was answered by a man in a french maid outfit and leather hood with zipper over the mouth. The man led Joel into a sitting area where Mistress Miriam was sitting on a large ornate chair with purple cushions. Her legs were crossed, and she held a riding crop. She wore black leather knee-high boots, a black leather vest, a black mini-skirt and black fishnet hose. Her hair was held back in a pony tail.

"So, you're the college punk who wants to interview me. I'm doing this pro bono, so thank me."

"Thank you."

"Call me, Mistress Miriam."

Joel fought the urge to roll his eyes, but he played along. "Yes, Mistress Miriam." He took out the coin. "Tell you what. I'll flip this coin. Call it correctly, and you'll be the most successful, desired mistress in the country, and I'll be one of your clients. Call it wrong, and I become your pimp, and whore you out to be humiliated and fucked by dominant men."

"What? How...."

"Call it!" Joel flipped the coin.

"Um..Tails!" she called.

Joel caught the coin, flipped it on his wrist and looked at it.

how did it land?

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