A king

Sunne shuffled the cards a few minutes, probably to draw out the suspense then anything.

She finally picked a card.

Sunne looks at it, "Ah ha!"

She then turns it over to you, it was a king.

"It looks like you just be my little whore. It's ashamed." Sunne gives a mock impression of sadness, "I really wanted a puppy like that Crippler from the American league did to that masked priest jobber of ours. Oh well, maybe next time."

She then puts a collar on you and leash and unties you. "Come on, slut."

Sunne tugs on your collar, "We got to get your trained to be the perfect little whore."