King Dice の小説・ストーリー

Swiftly, the staff member placed the chips in front of Marion. "Sir, have you played Big or Small before?" "No, I haven't." "It's quite simple. You just bet on either Big or Small and place your chips accordingly." Debra chimed in, "So how do you determine what's Big and what's Small?" "You see these three dice? If the total points rolled are 11 or above, it's Big. If it's ten or below, it's Small."

Soon, both womans were gladly only seconds apart. “Okay that’s it!” Jessica announced, hopping off Matt. “We have a game to play.” I lothly pulled out of Lin’s tight pussy and turned to Jessica, my dripping cock pointing directly at her. “Come on, we won the game right? It’s over.” “Nope,” she said, “I made up a new round.” She picked up a third die and began to explain, “The first two dice stay the same, the third one tells you who to do it with. 1-2 are your own spouse, 3-4 is the other’s, 5-6 is both womans together.”

He took me to the right offices to perfect my paperwork signing, and when I was done, we went back to the King. “That was unexpectedly fast.” The King said, and I nodded, breathing gently. “Thank you for this magnificent opportunity, Your Highness.” I bowed down gently. Franklin made to leave, but the King held his arm, although he dropped it almost immediately. I heard a hissing sound like something burnt immediately, but there was no way to connect what had just happened. “You have to watch him choose his faction.” The King said, and the Prince stayed. “You choose by the roll of a die this time. There are two coated dies in here, and when you uncoated them, they should both be red and blue

I threw punches at him, but he kept blocking them, smashing his elbow down onto my head. I curled my side in, opening myself up to throw a quick but hard jab at his kidney. I rolled us over, so I was back on him throwing more punches. The pain in my side was becoming too much, and I needed to end this fight. I slammed one last hard punch toward his temple, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I got off him as the ref walked over. "Can you keep going?" He asked Flame as he blinked several times and tried to stand. He nodded and regained his steady feet.

He reached and picked out ome, lifting it in all direction. "That's a DX-448, real demon, all the way from Germany brother, tough to handle, so watch your step." "It's a little to big, I need something light, unnoticeable, you know what I mean" "Come with me, I've got just what you need" Steel said stroking his beard unknowingly removing a wool that had been stuck ever since Tom got there. Tom and and Still walked in the poorly lighted room that smelled of rotten animal, the strong odor of green flakes lingered in air.

Everyone else sitting there was making noise asking how to play this game. Jordan took out a box with dice. “It’s like this, we will roll the dice. There are six dice, and we’ll take turns rolling them. The one with the biggest number will be the big king and the one with the smallest number will be the small king. I’ll change the rules a little. We can take turns being the dealer and, in every round, the dealer can ask the big and small king to do something. If either of them refuses, they will have to drink ten shots. What do you think?” When everyone heard that they were going to play a game, the atmosphere in the room immediately became lively. Everyone said they were not opposed to it.

He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, “Very well. We need dice.” Jake tossed the dice on the table, holding his red pair back. “There you go.” Griffin went first, he shook the tiny white dice in his hand a few times as Jake, Richard and Finneas placed their chips on the pass line. All eyes on Griffin, he needed to roll nine. If he rolled seven, he lost, and it was Richard’s turn. Sure enough the dice landed on seven and Griffin was out of the game, which didn’t upset him at all. He preferred to drink and watch. He passed the pair to Richard.

"Go ahead, we'll be okay. Go... have fun." He glanced back inquisitively at the rest of the group, and they all agreed for him to join. "I guess I'm in!" he said with a grin. The group cheered as he went to sit on the couch between two other wives. The idea behind the game was simple, Kelly soon learned. One dice had actions like lick, suck, bite, kiss, fondle. The other had body parts; nipples, pussy, cock, lips, and ears. There was also a wild card slot on each one.

If she lost, she could pay herself, but they had already started. Jack leaned in closer and explained the rules of Blackjack. Jessie listened intently. When he finished, she asked softly, "If I win, the other person has to drink, right?" "Right. There's a twist to it. After that, they roll the dice. A high roll means they keep playing, and a low roll means they're out." While Jack was explaining, his gaze lingered on Jessie's face. The way she was taking it all in so seriously made him smile.

A sly look flashed in Logan's eyes. "Mr. Fleming, we can play, but let's switch games." Dominic regarded him calmly. "What do you want to play?" Logan smiled. "Dice. I'll be the banker." He held only 20,000 dollars in chips. Betting big or small with dice was the fastest, and riskiest, way to turn a modest stake into something substantial. Dominic nodded. "No problem." Jewel caught his arm, worry flickering across her face.