The first dice stopped as a four as the other rolled across the table. Tumble... tumble... tumble... four.
The center of the game board flashed. "Congratulations, Chris! Amy is now all yours!"
The girl let go of Jan, and walked over to Chris's seat. And immediately, without reservation or hesitation
kneeled before him. "What do you ask of me, Master?"
"You asshole, Chris!" shouted Alice.
"What!? I don't even want to own her! The game made it happen!" He glanced at the board. "Amy, I don't want
anything now. We need to play." Amy stood up and walked back to her seat, unashamedly baring her chest for him
to see. He couldn't help but admire them. Not as big as Alice's, or nearly as big as his, they were still
round and pert with adorably tiny pink nipples.
To distract himself from those beautiful titties, picked up his blue card. "OK, it says..."
"You don't accept the gift we give you,
Ironic the card you drew was blue,
You tried to speed through this game faster,
But you shouldn't have qualms over being Master."
"It's right!" he said, slamming a palm down onto the table, setting his chest a-wobbling. "Why should I feel
bad? The game gave her to me, and hey, it'll be over when it's done. Amy, take your roll, and when you're
done, I'll give you some commands."
"Hey, the hell, man!?" shouted Jan, momentarily forgetting her penis.
"Yes, Master," said Amy, rolling the dice obediently.