Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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Despite Robin's teasing suggestion, Cyn did not return to the poker table sans clothing. She only had ten minutes left after the thorough fucking she'd gotten from Steve's immense cock, so she merely put on a casual dress and refastened her bra, foregoing any kind of panties.
Steve's cock wasn't her first experience with a large penis, but his may have been the largest, and she'd certainly not dealt with one that big for a while. She knew she was walking funny as her insides readjusted to not having ten inches of meat slammed into them, and the wonderful soreness felt like it would take a bit to subside.
As she expected, the second game had more players in it, including Bill, Sylvia, and Vincent, while the more timid members rotated out. Robin did not sit, but she was in the room and Cyn guessed at the reason. Based on Syl's stories from earlier, Cyn thought only a few of her high-value chips would be in antes at this point; they'd all be in the possession of other players. Players who Robin was not good enough to overcome at the table.
Cyn wanted to keep her new poker chops under wraps and bet only on antes with Robin's chips. She hoped that would let her play in and win few enough hands that her victories could be passed off as a fluke, but she quickly found out that wasn't going to work. The antes were up at thirty-five and at least every other lot had one of Robin's chips in it. They were usually skies or lipsticks rounding off the top, but two of the antes were all hers and had some green chips, meaning someone was trading even those up, aiming to collect seriously high-value favors from Robin.
Cyn couldn't bet on every ante with Robin's chips and keep her new approach and skills hidden. She also didn't have the cards to back it up most of the time. Whenever a green chip of Robin's turned up Kathy would push the limit if she had the cards, although Cyn caught her bluffing once.
An ante completely of Robin's chips, a grass and a sky, came down and Cyn was in for a hundred after the flop. She wasn't worried, though, because she was sitting on three aces; two in her hand, one on the table with a King and a nine. The ace-king combination worried her; another face card coming down opened the possibility of a straight that could blow her hand out of the water.
The next card was another King and Cyn almost forgot to react because she'd been practicing against it so much. She let an obvious smile light up her face very quickly, as if she'd slipped and then remembered. Vincent and Bill, the other two players besides Kathy, folded at that but Kathy stayed and studied Cyn. She still had her predatory smile but Cyn thought she saw uncertainty in the woman's' eyes.
"Seventy," Kathy opened, immediately betting the limit.
Cyn called immediately and the river card was a ten. Cyn looked at Kathy and saw her eyes widen. Kathy bet seventy again, and she used a gold orange to do it. Cyn felt a thrill but hesitated. She assumed Kathy made the straight, which her full house would still beat, but if Kathy was holding a pair of kings she had four of a kind, and her elation would have come from the ten not being another ace. However, Cyn hadn't remembered seeing Kathy react at all when the second King came down.
Wondering if she was about to hand over two hundred of her chips to Kathy, Cyn called.
"Full house dear, tens and kings," Kathy said, showing a pair of tens in her hands.
"I think aces and kings still beats that?" Cyn asked, trying to keep most of the snark out of her reply.
Kathy almost snarled as Cyn gathered her chips and Cyn knew she was on Kathy's hit list now. She laid low for the next few hands, even when another ante came up with one of Robin's grass chips. Fortunately, it went to Vincent; Kathy didn't have the cards to force the issue and folded after the flop. Given the number of Robin's green chips showing up in antes Cyn didn't think a full set was floating around yet, but as more of her chips were anted out it was a definite possibility.
The game wrapped up in the early morning per usual and people started to mill about negotiating chips with Carl or favors with everyone else. Cyn was gathering her winnings when she heard heavy footfalls coming straight for her. She looked up in time to see Kathy stop next to her with a dangerous glint in her eye. Her hand snaked out and shoved a number of chips into Cyn's cleavage, then she grabbed Cyn's head and pulled her into a rough kiss.
Cyn's lip got pinched between Kathy's teeth and the woman's tongue invaded before Cyn could react. Then Cyn felt Kathy's other hand claw her ass, seemingly trying to push through her dress to get at skin.
"Kathy!" a harsh voice sounded next to them. Kathy's head was pulled away and Cyn inhaled deeply, then sank into her chair.
Vincent stood by, one of his arms holding Kathy by the shoulder as she looked down at Cyn with a sneer. The other spa goers in the room had turned to look at the scene and Carl walked over.
"What the fuck, Kathy!?" Carl nearly shouted.
"I paid for the favor," Kathy insisted innocently. She gestured to Cyn's chest. Reaching in, Cyn fished out two of her own cloud and canary chips from who knows when.
"You didn't allow her to acknowledge them. You basically assaulted her," Vincent stated. His tone was even and quiet, but it scared Cyn more than Carl's yell had.
It even seemed to have an effect on Kathy, who seemed to suddenly realize she'd pushed too far. "I'm sorry. I'll pay the penalty, obviously."
"Forty," Carl snapped immediately, "to Cyn
and
the bank."
"Yes," Kathy said, reaching into her bag. Cyn expected a minimum count of chips but she ended up with four lipsticks and two skies from the woman. Cyn looked up in confusion.
"A gift," Kathy said, "to show I'm actually sorry." She walked off with Carl to settle her payment to the bank.
"Are you all right?" Vincent asked.
He was moving closer and Cyn didn't want to deal with him right then, between what just happened and her lingering issues. "I'm fine, just...I need space," Cyn said. She stood quickly and gathered her chips, then almost ran up the stairs all the way to the second floor. She found the bedroom she'd used with Bill and Syl before and darted in, closing the door behind her. She leaned against the wall as if she was doing a standing push-up and tried to control her breathing; she felt like she was about to hyperventilate.
It took Cyn a few minutes to get her breathing under control, and once she did she felt like she'd run to the house from the campus. Her heart was still pounding in her ears, so when the door opened quietly she didn't hear it. She almost screamed when someone touched her, but she recognized the thin, soft arms of Syl as they circled around her from behind. Syl was a little shorter than Cyn, so she planted soft kisses on the back of Cyn's neck as she held the freshman and helped her calm down.
