Try to distract them by talking.

"W-What happened with the guy with the mohawk?" You stammer as Katherine pops the top of a tube of lube. Alessa smiles at you, and Katherine sighs, but she doesn't stop what she's doing. Kneeling down she cups your balls in one hand, squeezing them gently, and with the other she squirts the cool, clear goop in a line up your shaft. You shiver, and feel your dick twitch again, half hard now.

"He looked like a punk, but he turned out to have been a tennis prodigy when he was at high school," Alessa explains. But the explanation isn't doing you any good, as Katherine rubs the lubricant all over your quickly thickening package and chemically replenished balls. Fuck, her strong, sports-woman's hands feel good slipping and sliding all over your slippery junk. Before you know it, you're completely hard and gleaming. "He beat her forty-love, then got her to finger her pussy, down on all fours, until she came."

"Enough," Katherine says irritably, but Alessa just glances at her with a dirty grin and continues.

"Then, once he'd officially won he made her keep going while he fucked her little asshole."

Oh shit, talking was a bad idea - your dick pulses and jumps, slipping out of Katherine's fingers for a moment. She soon has it under control though, and now she's really working it. Two hands slipping up and down the shaft, faster and faster. Sometimes she squeezes it and just runs her hands up and up and up - hand over hand as you arch your back. Sometimes it's the other way.

"We had a still from the video up on the wall in the kitchen for a while after that - like a warning: this is what can happen if you lose. Katherine was our reminder to be sharp, until the next time someone lost really badly."

You almost want to ask what the next example was, but you can't speak now. You grit your teeth and try to block everything out, to focus on unsexy things, but it's no good. There was no way out of this, and this super-lubed, bondage hand job was always going to be the end of you.

"He got your anal cherry, didn't he Kat?" Alessa purrs, enjoying taunting the girl even as the girl defeats you. Fuck! Fuck, why didn't you get a chance to fuck Katherine? Because you weren't good enough, you guess. As your balls clench and a thick arc of your white seed spurts up your chest you find yourself wondering about him. How far did he get?

Further than you, that's for sure.