Nine of Hearts

They showed their cards.

Lois: A♣ 9♠
Blaze: 9♥ 5♦ 5♥

The demon said nothing. She gathered the cards while Lois pulled the soul chip over to her side. The reporter left the chip representing her asshole in the pot.

It was a challenge, and the scarlet succubus knew it. She took her time shuffling, the cards running over one another. Lois had only won one soul. There were three more to play for. Beyond that...there were some tables it was hard to get up and walk away from. The reporter wasn't focused on that.

Blaze set the deck down for Lois to cut. A golden soul chip twisted through scarlet fingers as Lois did so.

"I know you'll pay up, if you lose." The demon said. "Want to make the game more interesting?"

"How's that?" The reporter said, noncommittal.

The demon did a trick with her hands...and now three golden chips were caught between her four outstretched fingers.

"Same game. But all the souls are at stake. If you win, all four women go free."

"And what do I have to put up to match that?" Lois said.

"Three nights. From dusk to dawn, you are mine. We go where I want, do what I say. Nothing illegal, nothing that goes against your moral code."

The reporter blinked. "You want to put the souls of three women against...three dates. With me."

The demon inclined her head...and the poker face broke as a very thin smile curled her lips. "Or, you could offer to let me fuck your ass ten times..."

Lois shook her head. She felt the chips under her hand, turned to look at them. Black as night, with little white specks that could be stars. The reporter reached over, took the anal chip out of the plot, and stacked the black chips there. Blaze put the stack of gold chips beside them.

She dealt.

Lois: (Q♣) 8♦
Blaze: (?) J♣

Too high to hit, Lois thought. "Stay."