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Chapter 8 by Blackhand Blackhand

What do women gamble here?

Their Wombs

Sarah looked through the glass window. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the main stage. A naked woman, made anonymous by a mask over her face, had been strung up upside down with her legs wrenched apart. Above her was a large tank filled with frothing white liquid. Tubes ran down from it all the way into the woman's crotch. The effect was unmistakable. It was feeding her pussy cum.

It wasn't just her either. At the various gambling tables were the well dressed men and women. But, the attractive girls who'd been coming in were, for the most part, only dressed in heels. Heels and chastity belts. Their bare bodies were freely ogled by those across the table from them. The belts meanwhile, were all made with the same design. They seemed to plug into whatever chairs that the woman sat in.

There was no mystery as to their effect. Sarah saw one girl lose a hand. A moment later, her lips formed into a gasp. Something was happening to her.

Sarah already knew what. The rules of this place, after all, required that only ovulating women would be allowed to play. When a girl gambled here, she wasn't gambling with money. She was gambling with her womb.

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