Yep

Emily snickered. “Done. In return for those 10 points, I’ll stop turning your cock into my personal straw for your cum. You wont be spilling any of your baby batter for the rest of the round.”

John let out a sigh of relief as Emily let go of his cock. He felt like he was ready to cum again already and just barely managed to seal the deal.

“John, are you satisfied with the conditions Emily has presented you?”

John nodded.

“John I need you to verbally repeat back what Emily said to confirm you fully understand all the terms.”

“Oh, uh sure, Emily said she would let me pass the rest of th-“

“Nope you gotta be more specific and say exactly what she said.”

John turned red, though he was already pretty red in the face to begin with.

“Oh um… Emily said she.. wouldn’t make my cock her uh, personal straw… and uh, I won’t uh…

“Baby batter, that’s the phrase I used. Though to be honest I’m not sure you would ever be in a situation to do that and even if you did I’m sure your cum wouldn’t reach far enough.”

“Um… yeah uh, she won’t spill any of my uh… b-baby batter for the rest of the round…”

The Game Master laughed, then sighed and hopped back. “Great, John, Emily, congrats on being the first players to make a deal. Oh and Emily, I know what you’re doing, try to go a little easy on him now, will you? Can’t be breaking the players too early in round 1. John, you came 4 times and gave Emily 10, so you have 6 points left.”

With that she disappeared in another poof of smoke.

Emily immediately burst into a cackle and pounded her fist on the table. She wheezed and coughed, slapping John’s leg. John wasn’t sure he liked how forceful she was being since she was in prime position to accidentally slap his balls but it was arguably better at this point that getting sucked dry so he said nothing.

“John I hope you regret this decision for the rest of the game.”