"Everyone contributes one $10 chip for one picture, and a $50 chip for a pose request"

"Erica here doesn't want to stop playing, she wants to keep having fun," Lisa explained to everyone Erica's situation, well, explained is a bit of a stretch, Erica definitely wanted to keep playing, but none of what was going fun for her "and I'm sure you'd like her to keep playing! Right?"

Of course, the people at the table cheered, they wanted to see more of Erica, and Lisa was going to grant their wish.

"So here's the deal, everyone who contributes one $10 chip can take one picture of Erica, and every $50 chip will allow you to dictate a pose for her" Lisa explained her plan, and everyone went wild. Erica, on the other hand, was mortified; Lisa was essentially engaged in a subtle form of prostitution, and Erica's body was for sale.

"Well, everyone's in agreement, get on the table Erica." Carrie smacked my bottom to spur me onto the craps table, where I would show myself off.

"Carrie I can't do that, I don't know where these pictures will end up!" I whined, I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't practically leaking from the idea, but I couldn't admit it, especially not before everyone got a good look at my soaking wet pussy.

But instead of taking pity on me, Carrie simply reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of sunglasses, propping them on my face.

"There, now even if someone sees the pictures, they won't be able to tell it's you." I couldn't tell if Carrie's peppy tone was genuine or sarcastic.

I was ushered onto the table where I was made to pose in many different but equally degrading ways, all of which took full advantage of my nudity to expose my privates as the money began rolling in, the sounds of the camera flashing were intoxicating, I'm sure I was behaving as if someone was directing little smacks against my sensitive button and wet pussy thanks to the jolts of pleasure they provided.

"Okay, I think we have enough for one more bet to buy your clothes back," Lisa announced.

She was going to stop there? Not that I wanted to continue this humiliating ordeal, but I figured pictures of me in compromising positions would be worth more than that.

But alas, I was made to get back off the table, still half frustrated but thankful that craps was a purely luck-based game, I don't think I could have concentrated on anything that required thinking at the moment.