I revealed my card, it was a 2 of clubs.
It seems the curse wanted me thoroughly humiliated, it wasn’t enough for me to lose, I had to lose in the most unquestionable way possible, and I hadn’t even done my forfeit yet, that came immediately after as Gary took my hand and led me to the couch, he spread my legs open as we sat down and began playing with my body, softly caressing my breasts and teasing my pussy, I was moaning in response to his expert hands, paying no heed to the partygoers watching us, but that didn’t last long.
I was surprised when he pulled his hands away and informed me that my forfeit was to cum for everyone, my humiliation was complete as I took over, and unlike Gary’s tender touches, I was far more vulgar, I mauled at my breasts and pumped my fingers in and out of my pussy as my coworkers and friends watched on and captured this shame on video, I knew that by next week everyone in my office would have seen me naked, groped, molested and finally bringing myself to orgasm.
That last thought pushed me over the edge as I creamed the couch beneath me, juices squirting out abundantly.
“Well done sweetie, I knew you’d put on a great show, you were such a good sport about this.” Gary encouraged me as he began playing with my breasts, tweaking my nipples just hard enough to make me wince in surprise more than pain, I managed to inadvertently orchestrate my own stripping and as a result was forced to put on one of the most embarrassing and humiliating displays of my entire life.
I was truly cursed, in the most literal sense of the word!
Despite having orgasmed mere moments ago, that revelation sent me reeling as I felt myself growing aroused yet again, it dawned on me that I was going to be a target for such events for the foreseeable future, and even worse (or better, depending on how you look at it), none of it would backfire on me, I could find myself in as depraved a situation as possible and wake up the next day like nothing ever happened!
I didn’t care that I was technically allowed to dress again, my hands went back to work again of their own accord as I brought myself to another orgasm.
And that wasn’t the end of the night, I was told I could get dressed again, but I chose to extend my lewd and pleasurably naked stay, and everyone, correctly guessing how much I was enjoying this, escalated my humiliation as I found myself on the receiving end of many more orgasms before the end of the night.
I went to sleep that night thinking about the curse, and how far it would go to try to humiliate me, that thought made me want to run another orgasm out again.