The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Tuesday October 20, 2015

Kim watched him enter the pool hall and take a table near the back, everyone knew who he was but nobody approached him.  She’d seen him a few times over the last year or so but her backer had warned her to stay away.

Now she eyed him hungrily, she’d split up with her backer now that she had enough of a bank roll to support herself.  She took a few minutes to freshen up in the ladies room before wandering over by his table and “accidently” bumping in to him as he took a shot.

“Like gee, I’m sorry.” she said with her most innocent face she could muster.

“Oh no problem.” he replied, a wide smile on his face.

“I’m Kim.” she held out her hand and he shook it.

“Are you playing all by yourself?”

“Yes, would you like to join me?”

“Sure, but I’m not very good so take it easy on me.”

Half an hour later they were playing for $20 a set and an hour after that she’d gotten him up to $100 a set. 

She was up $300 when things really start to heat up as they were playing for her skirt.

She tossed it too him with a little giggle when she lost.  When she’d lost her bra in the next set she did a little strip tease as she removed it.

The next set was for her panties and after he sunk his last ball she pretended the cue was a strippers pole and danced around it, rubbing her pussy against it as she leaned back on to the table.

When she lost the next set the had been playing for her will and this time she dropped to her knees in front of him waiting for her master to give her a command.

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