Chapter 20
by 
CaptainPulse
What's next?
Follow their game
(Originally by Stretchweasel)
This might actually not be so bad, Victoria thought to herself. After all, there's really only so much skill that goes into poker. There's a pretty good chance I might win!
"Now, let's go over the rules," said Max.
"I know how to play poker," said Victoria.
"Not my way, you don't," said Max. "Girls!"
At Max's signal, a door opened and two rows of women entered, lining themselves up on either side of the room. There were fourteen women in total, each one wrapped in a towel.
"To start, both of us will be dealt four cards," said Max. "You then have one chance to change your hand as normal, after which the fun part begins."
"The fun part?" said Victoria.
"Each one of these girls here has a card drawn on her body," said Max, indicating her towel-clad crew. "Ace through king, and one wild joker. They can be designated as hearts, clubs, spades, or diamonds as you wish since none of them has her own suit under her towel."
This got a chorus of titters from the assembled women.
"After we've both received our four cards, we have one minute to catch as many of these ladies as we can. Any girl whose towel you yank off goes into your hand, to be used as you see fit."
Another fit of giggling erupted from the women.
"Wait a minute, I'm not so sure about this," said Victoria. "These women are loyal to you. It would be too easy for you to cheat here."
"Vicky, Vicky, Vicky..." Max strode luxuriously over to Victoria. In one tantalizing motion, she threw a long leg up and over the lady cop and settled down upon her lap. Victoria's body snapped to attention as she was bombarded with the woman's scent, and a strong but womanly hand gently stroked her cheek.
"First of all, don't call them 'women'," Max said, her voice dropping to a caressing whisper. "They're girls. They're of age, of course, but they're still vacuous creatures who do what they're told so long as they can giggle while they do it. Around here, you're only a 'woman' if I have to work to get your clothes off. Like, for example, if I have to lure you in with the hope of letting your stupid friends find out what's going on with those trucks."
Victoria swallowed. "You know about that, then?"
"I know about everything. I know about handling girls. I also know a good deal about handling women. Now, my girls here are going to do their best to try to run from both of us because I told them to do so. And, if a couple of them let themselves get caught by me, it's only because they really, really want to get handled like a woman."
Max surprised Victoria by suddenly standing and tipping her backward in her chair, catching her in two arms before she hit the floor.
"Tell you what," said Max. "If you win, you'll learn my secrets."
"And if you win?"
"I'll find an appropriate way to handle you."
The cards were dealt.