Your Reward (BL)

You flip over your card, hoping to see something that can help you improve your fortune. You see the following:

_What you don’t see CAN hurt you: The loser on this card turns their back to the winner, spreads their legs wide, and takes a good old fashioned kick in the junk..- - - - - -

_

“Not too flashy, but also not the card I wanted to see.” Charlotte assesses. She turns her rear towards you, and takes an open stance.

“Anything I can do to persuade you to go easy on me?” She asks, half joking.

You approach, gently whisking her hair from around her ear, and whisper in her ear. “Not a damn thing.”

You run your fingers up her thigh, pausing as you reach closer to your target. “Say goodbye to your pussy. I hope you weren’t planning on using it for anything anytime soon.”

She cutely squats a bit, hands to her crotch, and whispers a faint “Goodbye”.

You return to your position a foot or two behind her, and take a stance like a soccer player about to take a free kick. The situation’s not too different from that, you suppose.

“I’m gonna kick you so hard, you feel it in your chest.

You launch your nastiest, highest kick possible, aiming to kick her in her throat via her pussy.

The top of your foot feels a satisfying SPLAT against her womanhood, and she lets out an involuntary if muffled shriek.

Charlotte bends into a squat, hands across her pussy.

You stroke her hair and she nuzzles against your thigh.

“Why do boys have to be so MEAN?” She asks. It’s a ridiculous question given how you got to this point.

“I’m not the sadist who came up with the rules of this game!” You respond, grinning from ear to ear. “And I’m also not the one who’s stalling right now.”

“Hmph. Well don’t expect me to return the favor next time I win.” She mutters, barely hiding the bitterness. “I wanted that card, too.”

Charlotte lose 35 stamina and 5 bladder control.