Salos in the Castle of Lust

All of them nodded excitedly, which made their boobs bounce a bit in their corsets. They shuffled the deck and started dealing it out. Okay, this should've been easy, it was just go fish. But... he was told to win two out of three games. What would happen if he lost a second game?

“May I ask, what happens if someone loses two games?” he asked, trying not to have something blindside him.

"The maids get to play some special games with them. Ah, but it's your turn, first, Salos." One of the maids answered him as they finished dealing out the cards. Salos's hand had a 2,3,4,5,7, and a 9. If he looked around, he'd see the maids holding their cards close to their faces, with their arms squishing their boobs.

“Do you have any sevens?” he asked, hoping he could get lucky. He tried to avoid looking at their tits or thinking about the fantasies from the last game.

The maid nodded and gave Salos a 7, meaning he had a pair and he could downsize his hand while also scoring a point. The maids took their turns, and each of them also managed to make a pair. The game was tied, and the maids were so focused on their cards that her elbows squished them together.

“Do you have a 2?” he asked, sweating a little as he gaze was drawn to the tits around him. He was trying to keep his composure.

"Nope! Go Fish!" The maid said cheerfully as Salos had to draw another card, another 7. The other maids all made pairs by getting cards from each other, and they were scoring and emptying their hands very quickly. And, when they leaned to take each other's cards, their breasts bounced beautifully.

“Gotta stay calm. Gotta stay calm. Got any 4s?” he asked, really trying not to look at anyone’s chest.

"Nope, Go Fish!" The next maid said as they giggled with each other. Salos drew a King, and then the maids all had to Go Fish as well, adding to their hands. Every time they leaned against the table to draw a card, their boobs squished against the table.

“Do you have a King? I don’t want to lose again.” he said, wanting to catch something of a break. He couldn’t help stealing a glance at some of the tits. His willpower weakening.

"Sorry, we can't just let you win. And, nope, go fish!" The cute, sexy maids told him as he drew yet another card, his hand far bigger than any of theirs now. The maids asked for cards and got them from Salos, scoring pairs and points and making his odds of winning slim. At least he got peeps at their cleavage when they leaned towards him to take his cards.

Salos asked if they had any cards, partly feeling like they were working together to make him lose. Part of him wanted to bury his face in the chest of the maid next to him.

"Yep! Here you go!" The maid next to him said happily as she gave him a card to make a pair with. Salos was still behind on points, though.... and the deck was running thin. Yet, the boobs of the maids were as thick as ever.

He continued playing, hoping to catch a break before the maids took advantage of his distracted mind.

Salos wasn't getting any luck in the game, the maids scoring so many pairs that he could never catch them, all while their boobs bounced and swayed with their every movement.

Salos had all but lost hope at this point. “Is there anything I can do to get something of a hint?” he asked, getting frustrated.

(I've been rolling for Salos and he's been failing everything)

"Well... you can still get the key if you lose. Does that count?" One of the maids told him as they waited for his turn in the game, although it was almost over with only a couple turns left, at most.

“Damn it.” he cursed, asking for another card. He was certain the game was lost and he was waiting for the inevitable.

A few more cards traded hands, but Salos was spending more time looking at the maids lean against the table and put on shows with their big breasts. His vision was almost full of titty by the time the game came to an end, with him in dead last place.

“Damn it. Lost again.” he said, unsure what game the maids would want to play with him.

"Aw, that's okay. Now, for your game.... the key is in the cleavage of one of the maids here! You have to find it. But, you can't use your hands!" One of the maids said as they all gathered around Salos and leaned towards him, presenting their openly exposed boobs to him. They were so busty, there was no way to tell who had the key in their tits.

“I hope none of you are milky.” he said, approaching the first maid. He knew he would need to use his face. He shoved his face between her girls, hoping to find the key before his weakness for tits made him want to suck.

The maid let Salos smother himself in her thick, deep, warm cleavage, and made sure to get his face nice and deep into her boobs to help him find the key. But, there was no key in there, only some very soft pillows.

Salos pulled his face free, trying not to look at her nipples as he took a few deep breaths to try to calm himself before he went to the next pair.

The next pair was just as soft and deep and jiggly as the last, and this maid gave her girls a few bounces against his face... to help Salos search, after all. What was the reason he was letting the maids smother him again?