One night he tells me he’s going to have friends over for a poker night and that I am to be the entertainment…. He’s never shared me with his friends before.

The night arrives and I am nervous. He didn’t tell me anything else except, that I would be wearing what he leaves out for me and that I am to be on my best behavior. Hesitantly, I go to our room to see what he has picked out for me tonight.

I stare at the powder blue dress and white heels laid out before me. It’s sheer and can barely be called a dress…. There’s a matching blue ball gag and white, leather cuffs. A note beside it reads, “do not wear anything underneath. Be my precious little slut tonight.”

Slowly, I take off my clothes. Anxious about being around his friends in such an outfit but eager to please him. I slip the dress on. It drapes so low in the front, all the way to my belly button, exposing my breasts if I move too much. There is no back to it and the skirt is very short. Without even looking, I know my ass is not quite covered by it. Next, I put on the heels and cuffs. I struggle putting the cuffs on by myself but I do my best to make them tight… I know he will punish me if they’re too loose. Lastly, I don the ball gag. With everything on, I finally look in the full length mirror and blush.

I hear him call for me “precious, my friends require drinks. Come serve them.” I pause before opening the door and take a deep breath. I walk to the kitchen and get the glasses. Pouring the drinks, I can hear them all laughing and joking about who’s going to lose all their money tonight. Forcing myself to calm down, I walk into the game room with their drinks on a tray. The first few men look up and I can read the shock in their eyes as one man drops his cards. The others turn to look at what caused the conversation to stop and stare.

He simply says, “tonight, I want to make things interesting. She will serve us and do as I command. Each hand, I will tell her how to please the person who wins. Whoever wins at the end of the night, will have the pleasure of fucking her.” My cheeks a brilliant scarlet, I stare at him, surprised that he is offering me up like this. He just coyly smiles at me. Knowing I wouldn’t dare deny him in front of his friends. I, sheepishly, glance around the room and realize the looks on their faces is one of pure lust… I know they’re each imagining how they plan on fucking me and to my shock, I feel myself getting wet at the attention.

A few of the men start laughing. One says, “you can’t be serious?” He pats his leg, “come sit on my lap.” With the last drink served, I immediately do as requested and sit on his lap. “Oh, I’m very serious.” He says to them as he casually slides my dress to the side, exposing one breast and then the other. “She has been such a good girl for me but now she needs to show me what a slut she can be.” He emphasizes the word “slut” as he pinches one nipple hard and I whimper just slightly. One man whispers, “fuck yes…” Some groan and touch themselves… All of them want to win… He deals and the game begins.