Nope, it goes bad, very bad

The next hand is an epic struggle. You are dealt four spades and ask for one card at the call. Though you don’t pull a spade, when Jennifer asks for four cards you are confident you can bluff your way to victory. After several dramatic raises you are concerned when she counters every time. Can she be that lucky?!

When the final call is given you are pretty sure you are going to lose, but you have to know her hand. As usual Jen laughs at your failed hand, but when she shows you that she beat you with a queen high, you are utterly shocked.

“But how?” You mutter, as you try to figure out how she knew.

“Because you are just a little cunt.” Jennifer mocks you. “Do you really think you can bluff me? For that insult you’re not going to get spanked, but whipped.”

You shiver, as your mind goes from trying to figure out the last hand to the word “whipped.” You know Jennifer means it and you have no other choice but to pay up.

“Ok cunt, you can pick your poison.” Jennifer commands. “Do you want to wack off for the girls at the office first, or should I begin by taking your belt to your ass?”