Is that all right with you?" Sure," he said, grinning and leering at Sarah."Sarah," I said, "how about giving Freddie a look at what he wins if he get...s the right answers?"Sarah was wearing a pair of black stretch pants that hugged her curvy form, along with a sleeveless black shirt that was cut low in front to show her very ample cleavage. With a smile, she stood and turned around. Bending over slightly, she slowly pulled her pants and g-string down to mid-thigh, revealing an ass that was. As I sat, somewhat red faced, Marlene’s hand reached under the table and started to caress my leg sliding all the way up until it brushed against my cock.“Enough of that,” Meg said, “let’s discard with the rest of our clothes and we can continue from there.” “What happens now?” I asked.“Now if you lose, you have to perform whatever act the other side deems appropriate.”After stripping off, Janet dealt the cards and shortly after, Meg and I had taken all but two tricks. “Now then Bob, what. `i’ll do whatever you say if you let us go and promise not to hurt me or my husband,’ Simran said, tears falling down her cheeks.`Come on, please be quick. We assure you that if you behave you won’t be hurt.!’ The man commanded, his eyes blazing with lust. Simran felt her face flush self-conciously as she tentatively, almost seductively, took her beautiful nightie off. The hungry look in his eyes made her try to cover her glorious bra-covered C-sized breasts, but thought better of it and pulled. Ready to say something, a golden blonde wig stared at him from the bedpost.He groaned and attempted to struggle. Something sharp bloodied his hip and he jerked away only to bloody his other hip.She pulled off with a long slow slurp.If that poke in the hip didn't sting like it did I'd swear I died."Awake? Well ... it's time."She had a hollow thorn with a small leather bottle attached. She jabbed the thorn in his thigh and and squeezed the leather. Flame seared as whatever was in the bottle.