Loss again

The first match of the third round I played against Rice. Now completely naked I didn't stand a chance anyway. With every movement my breasts shook in all directions which was also painful besides embarrassing. Rice only seemed to have mastered the art of procrastination. In the end he tapped my foot and I had lost for the 11th time in a row.

Louise took the ticket: Let the winner play with your breasts for 5 minutes.

Rice couldn't believe his luck and accepted his prize with love. Although he was very gentle and kind, I don't like the idea. The five minutes seemed like an eternity, but Rice was having the time of his life. Stirkum suspected Louise of stretching time, but that turned out not to be the case.