An opportunity to keep a card

"Ten... Nine..." Johnny keeps counting down.

Amy is down to just her panties. Her dress and bra are already on the floor in front of her. With one arm over her breasts, her other shaking hand moves down to her panties, and reluctantly wiggles them down off her hips.

This is it. There's no going back. Everyone's going to have seen me naked.

"Five... Four..."

Amy moves her legs closer together and lets the panties drop, as she moves her hand into place to cover her smooth, hairless snatch. The crowd is loud with a mixture of enthusiasm at the fact that she's naked, and frustration that they can't actually see the goods. Amy has no plans to move her hand.

"I'm sorry, Amy and Becky." Jennifer speaks, again sounding rather apologetic and kind. "There is actually a rule that you now need to keep your hands by your sides for the rest of the time you're on-stage. It's in the game's contract."

Becky grimaces, but, clenching her fists, does as she is told, and removes her arms from her nipples. People whoop and cheer and take photos on their phones. In mere moments, the number of photos of Becky's bare breasts owned by strangers rockets from zero to probably around a hundred.

Amy scowls too, but also is still fighting to cling onto some pride.

"Does the contract stop me from doing this?" She asks, and turns her back on the crowd as she drops her arms to her side. Everyone can see her bare butt, but not her pussy or nipples.

"No, I don't think it does." Jennifer muses, sounding quite impressed at Amy's quick thinking.

"At least, not yet." Johnny chuckles. "There are some much stricter rules on what pose you must adopt, if you decide to take part in the card keeping ceremony."

"The what?" Amy asks, turning her head back towards the two announcers, and frowning even further.

"As we briefly discussed last time, each player now has the opportunity to earn the right to keep one, and only one, of their cards, for the next round. Anyone who doesn't take part will lose both of their cards and will therefore need to sign two new custodian contracts by this time next week, and bring an entire new hand to the game. The people who keep a card, will only need to sign one new contract, as they will only need one new card. So, it's quite a good idea to keep a card, if you have one that you like." Johnny explains.

Oh my god. I can keep the queen of spades for the whole game. A queen is such a high card. I've got to do it! Amy thinks to herself.

"But we don't make it easy." Jennifer chuckles.

"No we do not. Taking part in a card keeping ceremony is always extremely degrading." Johnny agrees with a smile. "After all, we don't want to make it too easy to keep a high card AND have to sign one less custodian contract. It should still be a difficult choice."

I don't care! I've got to do it, no matter what! Amy reassures herself, determined.

Out of the corner of her eye, Amy spies Johnny shuffling a small stack of homemade cards. This is not a normal pack of playing cards, but just some rectangular pieces of card, presumably with something on the other side of each card that she cannot see because they're face down.

"Jennifer, would you like to do the honors of choosing a random card keeping ceremony for tonight?" Johnny asks.

"Absolutely." Jennifer replies warmly, and as Johnny fans the face-down pieces of card out, Jennifer picks a random one from close to the middle, and turns it over.

"Oh my." Johnny says in a low but excited tone.

"Global Bukkake? What does that mean?!" Jennifer asks, but Amy is pretty sure she's just pretending to not know what it means.

"One of the most cruel of all. How delightful." Johnny says, his voice even lower and darker as he continues to speak. "Any player wishing to take part in the card keeping ceremony must face the crowd, get on her knees, and stay there, keeping her hands well away from her body. For the next hour, all the men here will be welcome to join us on-stage, and she must not stop any man from masturbating over her, or ejaculating on any part of her, or her clothes, and she must not use her hands or clothes to wipe any semen away from where it lands, until the hour is up. At the end of the hour, she'll be allowed to choose one of her two cards to keep for the next 'street' of the poker game."

Color drains from Amy's face.

That's insane. That's completely insane.

"No way! Gross!" Debbie squeaks.

"You can fuck right off." Becky agrees.

"That perhaps makes sense for you, Becky, since one five on its own is arguably pretty weak here. But Debbie, are you really prepared to throw away a pair of sixes? AND have to sign an extra contract in the following week?" Jennifer asks gently.

"There is just NO WAY I could let the people here do something that gross! NO WAY! I can't do it!" She wails. "Who could ever let something so gross happen to them?!"

"I'll do it. It's a deal." Cindy declares, with her trademark stony expression.

Cindy gives Debbie a withering glare, as if she is deeply unimpressed with her attitude, and then walks to the front of the stage, and gets on her knees.

"Get on with it already." She demands impatiently. It's clear from the tone of her voice that this is going to be deeply unpleasant for her, but that she is more than willing to endure it to keep her pair of aces, and probably win the whole poker game thanks to enduring this one hour of messy, degrading torment.

"Absolutely." Johnny says, audibly chuffed that someone is actually going to do the ceremony, and therefore all the men here will indeed get to cum over some poor young woman before the night is over. "But first, we need to find out if Amy is joining you, to keep hold of her queen of spades."

Amy trembles on the spot.