CRAPSHOOT

by Art Martin

CHAPTER 2

Judy's luck...

(voy, exhib, MF, cons, MMF, MFF, bond, oral, anal, fist, size)

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John rubbed the back of his neck.Things weren�t going so well.He wasn�t in bad shape, he was still up, but he had lost most of what he had won.He felt her hand on his back.

�Hi, Honey!� she sweetly sang.

He didn�t turn from the table.The shooter had just made point. He didn�t want to be distracted.

�Why don�t you take a little break?Come up stairs with me and I�ll make you feel so good,� she purred.

�Not now, damn it!Can�t you see I�m busy?�

�It�ll just take a little while.The game can wait an hour.�

�Damn it, Judy.We didn�t come here to�Look, not right now, I��

�Snake eyes!� growled the player next to him.

�Fuck!� exclaimed John as the stickman raked in his money.He turned, glaring at his beautiful wife.�Beat it, Judy.I was doing just fine until you showed up!�

�John!�

�Beat it I said!You�re bad luck!�

Crestfallen, Judy stepped back, tears welling up in her eyes.She turned to flee, but immediately ran into a big man who instinctively put his hands around her back.Startled, Judy looked up.

�That�s no way to treat a beautiful lady,� said the stranger.

Then she recognized him.He was the manager who had checked them into the hotel.

�May I buy you a drink?� asked Nick.

�I, I��

�Don�t cry sweetheart, your mascara will run.�

Judy glanced down and choked back the tears.Eyes still misting, she stared up at Nick.Handsome in a rugged sort of way, he was impeccably dressed.She liked the feel of his big hands resting on the swell of her hips.It felt� comforting.

She glanced back at John to gauge his reaction.He was oblivious to her and the fact that just two feet away, another man had his hands on his wife.She wrinkled her nose, then suppressing her anger turned back to look up at Nick with a weak smile.

�Judy, isn�t it?I�m Nick Clametti,� he smoothly said.

�Pleased to meet you,� she said earnestly and making no attempt to pull away.He had a look in his eyes; she�d seen it before in countless men, a look of barely concealed desire.�Well, at least someone thinks I�m pretty,� she thought.

�How about a drink?� he asked.

She thought for a second or two, smiled broadly and replied, �Yes, I�d like that very much.�

Nick signaled for a cocktail waitress.�What will you have?�

�Pina Colada?�

�Anything you want.�Nick turned to the scantily clad cocktail waitress.�Missy, bring the lady a Pina Colada.�

Missy flashed Nick a big smile and batted her eyes.If she was lucky, she thought, maybe he�d want to tie her up and ravish her with his big cock tonight.

�Thank you,� said Judy, aware that his hands were still on her hips.�You�re very kind.�

�We want all of our guests to have a good time.Especially our most beautiful ones.�

Judy blushed at the compliment.

�It�s a little crowed here near the tables,� he said matter of factly.�Let�s go over by the bar.�

With the palm of his hand on the small of her back, he guided her through the crowd towards the bar.By the time they reached the relatively sparsely populated area, she noticed that the tips of his fingers had slid down just inside her dress.Missy intercepted them with Judy�s drink.

�Thank you,� Judy said sincerely as she took the offered drink.

�You�re welcome,� replied Missy insincerely.Missy looked up at Nick, seeking his approval.

He ignored her.Not that she wasn�t attractive, all of his cocktail waitresses were attractive, it was just that he could have her anytime.His cell phone rang.Answering it, he nodded to Missy that she was dismissed.

�Boss, the kid is still winning at table twelve,� intoned Bruce from the security room.

�See anything?�

�No.Hands are always above the table.He doesn�t look up when the cards are dealt, so he doesn�t appear to be getting signals from an accomplice.I can�t tell from here if he�s got a receiver in his ear.Must be simply counting cards.�

�Fuck,� muttered Nick into the phone.He hated card counters, the guys with a knack for remembering what cards had been played, and therefore what cards remained in the deck and therefore what the odds were that he would draw the cards he needed to win.�Run his mug against the data base.Maybe he�s been identified before.�

�Gotcha, Chief!�

Whenever a card counter was identified at a casino, his picture was posted on the internet so that other casinos could identify him quickly.If there were a match, they would throw his ass out with a warning not to ever come back.Usually that was the last they�d see of them, but sometimes they just didn�t get it the first time, and when that happened things got messy.

Nick flipped the phone closed before turning back to Judy.�Sorry, Honey, but I have to take care of some business.Why don�t you go to the spa, have a manicure, pedicure, get your hair done, have a facial, and a massage.I�m sure you will feel a lot better after that.�

�I don�t know,� she mused keenly aware of the costs.

�Let me call it in for you, put you to the head of the line.�

�Well��

Nick held up his hand to cut her off, then he called the receptionist at the hotel spa.

�Sandy, Nick.I�m sending you a special customer.Name�s Judy Marsh, wearing a red dress.Give her the works� Thanks, doll.�Nick smiled and motioned in the direction of the spa, �They�re waiting for you, honey.Enjoy it.�

Before she could say anything, Nick was gone, working his way over to table twelve. She took another sip of her drink, watching as Nick disappeared into the crowd, sensing that she would see him again.�He seems interested,� she said to herself.�I�m interested,� she mused with a wry grin.Her smile turned to a frown.�I�ll show John not to ignore me.Bad luck!He has some nerve!�She finished her drink and headed for the spa.

*****

John felt elated.He was up again, not significantly, but the trend was in the right direction.He turned to see if Judy was there by his side.He ruefully thought, �Why can�t she be here when I�m winning?Doesn�t she know I�m doing this for us?�There was no one to answer his queries, so he turned back to the table frowning.

As soon as Judy walked up to the desk, Sandy, a drop dead gorgeous brunette with curly hair, cheerfully asked, �Are you Miss Marsh?�

�Yes,� replied Judy, pleased with the service.

�We�re expecting you, this way please.�

Judy caught the indignant glare from a lady who was waiting as Sandy led her into a backroom with a massage table in the center.As simply furnished as the room was, it was at the same time elegant, with a waterfall and pool along one side.Sandy handed her a towel from a neat stack near the door.

�Why don�t you get undressed, Miss Marsh, while I go get your masseur.�

Judy removed her shoes and then her dress, wrapping the towel around her for modesty.Soon Sandy reappeared.

Sandy pointed to her necklace.�I�d better take that.Don�t worry, I have a safe to put it in.�

Judy removed the necklace and as Sandy disappeared with it, she had second thoughts. She was about to follow Sandy when a burly brute appeared in the doorway.

An involuntarily twinge gripped her pussy at the sight of the ugly man.His white t-shirt was pulled taut over his very muscular chest.He had huge arms and legs like tree trunks.His smile did little to alleviate her fear of him.

�Miss Marsh,� he began in a deep, rasping voice, �I�m Bruno.Shall we begin?�

Judy stared, frozen in place with fear.She couldn�t help but stare.Bruno had about the ugliest, most menacing face she ever saw.His head was massive and sat directly on his shoulders with no discernable neck. His dark eyes were set deep into his face, peering animalisticly from their caves.His nose was broad and flat and his lips were thick and puffy.Then she noticed the numerous scars across his face.

Bruno sensed her discomfort.She was no different than any other woman, repelled by his bestial looks.It was his job to put her at ease.He smiled and touched his brutish face.�It�s okay, Ma�am, I used to be a boxer.�

�Oh, I�m sorry,� she pleaded appalled at her rudeness, �I didn�t mean��

�It�s okay, Ma�am.I scare myself some mornings," he said with a disarming laugh.He walked into the room and patted the table.�Just lie down here, Ma�am, and we can get started.�

Judy got up on the table where Bruno directed her to lie on her stomach, her head resting on her arms.As he began to pull back her towel, she felt another twinge in her pussy, this time born of a fear that he was about to discard her towel altogether.She was about to protest when he asked, �Ma�am, do want me to cover your buttocks with the towel, or would you rather I discard it completely.If I discard it, I can do my job better.�

�Keep me covered, please,� she squeeked.

�Yes Ma�am.�

Bruno when to a cabinet and removed a bottle of hot oil.After pouring a generous amount into his massive hands he began working the oil into her shoulders as he kneaded her muscles.

The massage felt so incredibly good. Accompanied by the soothing sound of falling water, Judy soon began to relax.Bruno worked her back down to the towel line; then he worked first her right arm from her shoulders to her fingers, then her left arm.By now Judy was relaxed, very relaxed. Bruno began massaging down her right leg, beginning with her thigh and working his way down to her foot and her toes.He began again with the left thigh, working his oiled magical fingers down her shapely leg.By the time he was finished with her left toes, Judy felt like she was in heaven, drifting through the clouds, her body loosely jointed.She was so enjoying the massage that she didn�t notice, or rather didn�t protest, when his hands lifted the towel and began kneading her magnificent gluteus maximus.

After several minutes more than necessary, Bruno took his hands from her delectable flesh.�Ma�am?Ma�am, if you would turn over please.�

Judy barely heard his voice.In a near dreamlike state, she rolled onto her back.

Before applying more hot oil to his hands, Bruno feasted his eyes on the naked beauty lying before him.He loved this job.It sure beat the hell out of getting his head hammered fighting in the ring.He looked up to where he knew a camera was hidden and beamed.Then he turned his attention back to the perfectly proportioned treasure lying on the table.He began working her shoulders and neck, all the while studying her firm tits with their dark, quarter-sized aureoles and long, thick nipples. Judging by the way they jiggled and moved as he worked her shoulders, he knew that they were all natural.He smiled to himself as he thought, �And I get paid for this?�

After working each arm and hand again, he slid his hands down her sides, avoiding her breasts.That was the hardest part of his job, resisting the temptation.But the hotel rules were very clear, besides the Boss was interested in her.He applied more oil and rubbed her belly, working his way lower down her torso.He now admired the neatly trimmed triangular patch of pubic hair.

Working her right thigh again, his fingers were a mere inch from her pussy.Her legs were slightly parted, giving him a clear view of her shaved vulva.As his fingers dug into the flesh of her inner thigh, the lips parted slightly, revealing her glistening pink paradise.It took all of his willpower and control not to slide a finger up her snatch.She�d enjoy that, he was sure, but the rules were rules and he had to maintain a degree of professionalism.Reluctantly, he worked down her leg to her feet.He changed sides of the table and worked her right thigh.

Bruno glanced up.She had her eyes closed, lost in a world of total relaxation.Exhaling, he bent forward, down towards her pussy and inhaled.Her womanly scent filled his nostrils.He lifted his head to exhale, lest his hot breath cause her alarm.He felt light headed, intoxicated by her pheromones.He glanced at her face again; she was apparently unaware of his action.He gripped his cock for a moment as he had a raging hard on, had it ever since he removed the towel from across her butt, but her scent now nearly drove him wild.Then he quickly took in another deep breath of the sweet smell of her sex.

Feeling a slight stirring of the air near her crotch, Judy dreamily opened her eyes partially just as his head came up for the second time.Sensing that all was well, she languorously closed her eyes.Bruno caught sight of her half opened eyes and slowly exhaled.

Rules or not, he wanted to fuck her.He reached for the button of his pants.Just then Sandy appeared at the doorway.She pointed to her watch, signaling him that he had taken too long; they had other guests waiting. Regaining control of himself, he nodded in acknowledgement.Soon he had completed her massage.

Bruno�s eyes scanned up her body.She seemed asleep, her eyes closed, her generous naked breasts heaving with each breath.She became dimly aware that the wonderful kneading had stopped.She sighed, then opened her eyes as she heard Bruno saying, �Ma�am?Ma�am?We�re finished, Ma�am.�

�That felt wonderful!� she purred stretching like a cat.

Bruno offered his hand and helped her sit upright.Only then did she realize that she was completely naked and that not only had she been on display for the ugly brute now smiling at her, but that his hands had been all over her body.Her face flushed red as she covered her bare breasts with her hands, searching around for something to cover herself with.

Bruno graciously held a large towel open for to wrap herself in.She stood, having no choice, and allowed Bruno to wrap the towel around her torso.��

�I hope you will come back and see me again, Ma�am,� said the hulking masseur.

�Yes,� she said feeling suddenly very foolish.�That� that was wonderful.You are very good with your hands.�

�Yes, Ma�am.Anytime.�

�Miss Marsh?� said Sandy at the open doorway.�This way please.�

In almost a daze, Judy followed the shapely brunette to another room.Sandy indicated for her to sit in the barber chair.Soon an Asiatic woman appeared, and applied a hot compress to her face to open up the pores.Once the hot towel began to cool, the beautician removed it and began applying the warm goo of a facial mask.

Judy lay back, completely relaxed after the massage, and enjoyed the pampering she was receiving.Once the mask was applied, the beautician asked her about the hairstyle she wanted.Judy hadn�t thought about changing her hair, but as the beautician showed her several styles, she began thinking.She was tired of hassling with her long hair.John liked it long and made a fuss every time she broached the subject of a shorter, easier, hairdo.�Well, I�ll show him,� she thought as she settled on a cute cut that would be sheik, yet easy to maintain.

She was directed to another chair, where she lay back for a shampoo and conditioning.Moving back to the barber chair, she was surrounded by two manicurists.One worked on her fingernails, the other her toenails while the lead beautician cut and trimmed her hair.Once her hair was styled and the manicurists finished, the beautician pealed off the mask, and then waxed her eyebrows.

Gazing in the mirror, Judy liked what she saw.She ran her hand across her smooth, blemish-free face.Her nails were exquisite.�Yes!� she exclaimed turning her head side to side.�I like it, I really like it!�The Asiatic beautician beamed.

�You look like a doll,� said Sandy from the doorway.�I wish I could wear my hair like that!You�re knockdown gorgeous!�

Judy smiled broadly, basking in her own radiant beauty.�Well, I hope my husband notices,� she said laconically.

�Oh, he�ll notice,� assured Sandy, �unless he�s dead or something.�

Judy laughed at the little joke.She felt great, better than she had in a long, long while.

Sandy led her to another room where her clothes were laid out for her.Watching as Judy slithered back into the slinky red dress, she remarked, �You have a beautiful body, Miss Marsh.And that dress!You�ll have every man and a lot women drooling all over themselves.�

Arching her eyebrows, Judy nonetheless accepted the compliment without comment.As she sat on a bench to put her shoes on, Sandy knelt, caressed her foot for a moment and then slipped her right shoe on.After finishing with Judy�s left shoe she looked up and smiled.

�I�m not into that sort of thing.�

�What sort of thing?�

�Girls,� said Judy icily.

�Oh, I�m sorry, Miss Marsh.I didn�t mean to imply� I didn�t mean to��

�Alright, alright, I think I misunderstood.�

�I, I��

�It�s alright.Now if you�ll return me my necklace��

�Certainly.I have it in the safe at the front desk.If you will please follow me.�

At the front desk, Sandy stooped and opened the safe, extracting Judy�s diamond necklace.

�Here you are, dear,� said Sandy as she handed the necklace back to Judy who received it with a measure of relief.Fastening the glittering necklace around her neck, Judy looked up.�That�s everything, Miss Marsh.I do hope everything was to your satisfaction.I�m sorry about��

�Don�t worry.It was really my mistake.Please accept my apologies.�

�Well,� said Sandy with a degree of relief, �everything has been taken care of.Please come back and see us again.�

�It was wonderful.I hope I can come back, soon.�

Judy turned and walked away, looking and feeling like a million bucks.�It was so nice of Nick to treat me to that, I�ll have to find a way to thank him.�Little did she realize that the full four hundred dollar tab had been placed on their room bill.


*****

As Judy walked into the casino invigorated by her visit to the spa, she heard Nick call out, �You are absolutely gorgeous!Love your hair!�

Judy relished the compliments and smiled broadly at her suitor. As Nick moved to her side, he put his arm around her back.A tingle of excited anticipation surged through her at the feel of hand at the small of her back.��

�You were damned pretty before, but now�Excuse me, I apologize for being so forward, but you are without doubt the sexiest, most beautiful woman I�ve ever seen.�

Judy blushed, her face nearly matching the shade of her dress.

�I'm sorry, I didn�t mean to embarrass you.�

�No, don�t be sorry.I should thank you.It�s not often that a married woman receives such compliments from strange, but handsome men.�

�You find me strange?�

�No,� she laughed, �it�s just that�well, thank you, you�re very kind.�

�Did the spa treat you well?�

�Oh, yes, like royalty.The massage was fabulous.The masseur was a little scary at first, but he was good.I�d love for him to do me again.�

�You must have had Bruno.He is an ugly bastard, but he gives a fantastic massage.I use him all the time.�Nick paused, studying her, reading her like a book.She was hot one all right.He hadn�t had a chance to watch the tape of her massage, but judging by what he observed earlier in her room, he knew that she enjoyed the sensuous pleasures of Bruno�s skilled hands.�Will you join me for dinner?�

Judy was sorely tempted to say yes, but she knew that in spite of John acting so piggish earlier, she really needed to seek him out.Maybe he would be ready for a break.Maybe he�d give her what she needed�what they both wanted.

�I think I�d better check up on my husband.He�s been playing craps ever since we got here this afternoon.I�m sure he is probably ready for a break.But, thank you though, it�s very kind of you to ask. I�m flattered.�

Nick smiled down at her, pulling her against him. Gazing into her big blue eyes he said, �Your husband is a very lucky man.�The bulge of his genitals pressed into her stomach, sending her heart fluttering.�Well, if you need anything, anything, just ask me and I�ll see what we can do to make your stay a memorable one.�

Flustered she stammered, �Yes, uh, thank you.�She expected him to kiss her and she wasn�t so sure she would resist.

Releasing his grip, Nick said, �Enjoy your stay,� then turned and walked away leaving Judy a little disappointed.

Taking a moment to regain her composure, Judy headed to the craps table where she found John still playing.All eyes turned to look at the beautiful, sexy lady who suddenly appeared, all except John�s.

�Hi, honey, I��

�Not now, Judy,� he said without bothering to look at her.A new shooter had begun a new game and John was only interested in the outcome.

�Craps,� sang out the dealer to the accompanying groans of several players as the dice showed twelve.John watched morosely as the stickman raked in yet another one of his bets.

�Honey, I��

�Damn it, Judy, not now!� he snapped.

At the rebuff, her anger flared, but rather than saying anything, she abruptly turned and walked away.All eyes followed the beautiful lady as she left in a huff.The men at the craps table were disappointed to see her leave.

Once in the lobby she stood around, fuming, thinking of what she should do.She was all dressed up and nowhere to go, but back to her room.�Damn him!� she said so that several guests nearby heard her.

�May I help you, Miss Marsh?� said a familiar voice from behind.She spun around to see who it was.

�Is everything all right?� asked Nick.

Judy let out a deep sigh.�He�s being such a jerk!�

Feigning he didn�t know the answer he asked, �Who?�

�John.My husband, the oaf!�

�He wasn�t ready for a break?�

�No!He practically�he didn�t even look at me!Too him, I�m bad luck! I��

�I hardly think that you�re bad luck.How could anything as dazzlingly gorgeous as you, be bad in any way?�

The compliment was just what she needed.She knew she looked stunning. Even if her stupid husband wouldn�t even look at her, other men did, and she liked the looks she got from them.

�Oh, I can be bad.�

�Really?� Nick said arching his thick eyebrows.

�Certainly.Is your invitation for dinner still good?�

�Absolutely!�

Nick flirted shamelessly with Judy all through dinner.She loved it.Nick had made her feel sexy and desirable, and not just somebody who was in the way like John had made her feel.She couldn�t help wonder how Nick would be in bed.She placed a bet in her head that he would probably be good, very good.Not that she ever considered paying the bet or losing the bet, it was just a harmless fantasy born of anger and frustration with John.

She was, however, feeling a bit horny.Horny enough to make some mischief, harmless mischief as she remembered something her friend Anita had said about the casino.�Nick, I have a friend who said your casino put on a little�show.�

�Of course.Ginger Dunaway is our featured performer.�

�No, not that show�Anita said that you had a special show, something naughty for select guests��

�Perhaps,� he said being a bit evasive, �sometimes we do put on special� shows.�

�Anita said it cost a bundle and that tickets were hard to get.�

�Perhaps.We have to be careful.It�s not something we can advertise or make available to the general public.�

�Am I the general public?�

�If you wish, you can be a special guest.�

�It�s all an act.Right?Is it was Anita said?�

�I really don�t know what your friend said.�

�She said it was a� sex show.�

�Perhaps. Are you sure you won�t be offended?�

�I may be married, but I�m not a prude.�

�Okay.�� There will be a show at midnight.�

�You�ll take me?�

Nick laughed, �Sure honey!If you want me to take you to a live sex show, I�ll take you.Your husband won�t mind?�

�I don�t care if he does or not right now.I just want to have a little fun.�

�Okay, sweetheart, meet me in the lobby at a quarter to midnight.Now, I would love to just sit here and entertain you, but I have to get back to my job.�

Nick looked at his Rolex, �It�s now just past nine thirty.Tell you what, let me get you tickets to Ginger Dunaway�s show at ten o�clock, you�ll really enjoy it, she has a fantastic voice. The show will run to about eleven thirty.Then I�ll meet you for the� other show.�

Judy smiled sweetly.She really did want to see Ginger Dunaway, but the tickets weren�t in her budget for this trip.She congratulated herself for securing her complimentary ticket.John could just go ahead and play his stupid game; she was going to have a little fun in spite of him.

*****

At the appointed time, she met Nick in the lobby.He escorted her to the elevators and got off at the third floor.They followed a winding hallway until they encountered a plain-clothes security guard who was stationed to check invitations before allowing patrons to pass.

�Evening, Mr. Clametti,� greeted the guard as he opened the door to let them pass into an anteroom.A few dozen people milled about the room, mostly men, but several other women were present too.At a door in the far wall, two burly men checked invitations and identification, insuring that there was a match.Each �invited� guest was scanned electronically for any recording devices that they may have been concealing.Only after the security team was satisfied that someone was who they said they were and were clean of any surveillance devices, were the guests allowed to enter the next room.

Upon seeing Nick and the cunt, Mickey broke out in a broad grin.�Hi, Nick. Evening, Doll.� They passed through into the next room without the usual scrutiny.

The room was smaller than Judy had imagined in her mind.The floor was tiered, like a miniature amphitheater.There were no tables, no chairs.Two cocktail waitresses dressed in Roman togas worked the small crowd with glasses of complimentary champagne. The walls of the room were painted with faux columns and mosaics.The stage area had a backdrop of two columns framing a curtained passageway.The actual stage was near the center of the room and was bear.Flute and harp music filled the room setting the mood for a Roman spectacle.

Everyone stood about, drinking champagne, waiting for the show to begin.The lights dimmed and the murmur of the crowd increased.An unseen announcer began his spiel, welcoming the guests to the Emperor Caligula�s palace.The room became completely dark.The pace of the music increased as the stage area emerged from darkness, revealing a post with a crosspiece.The announcer stated that the Emperor had selected Senator Domitian�s wife, the lovely Livia for tonight�s entertainment.

A cheer went up as two Roman soldiers dragged the struggling �Livia� through the curtain.�Livia� looked vaguely familiar to Judy, but she blew it off as unlikely.

The soldiers fastened her arms with ropes to the crosspiece.A soldier grabbed her tunic at the neck and with one swift pull, �Livia� was stripped nude before the hooting crowd.

The soldiers removed their helmets and then began molesting the bound, struggling woman.Julia recognized one of the soldiers.It was Bruno, the massuse.Bruno lewdly fondled her tits, while the other knelt and ran his hands up and down her thigh, each time his hand came higher and higher, closer and closer to her pussy.After teasing the crowd for a minute, he looked back over his shoulder, then slowly ran his hand up her thigh.A roar of approval rose from the crowd as his fingers disappeared inside her.

After several minutes, the two soldiers switched off on cue and continued to grope the woman.The tempo of the music changed and the soldiers stripped off their armor, until they were wearing only a short white garment around the waist and groin.

Each took a leg of the girl and lifted, so that she now hung by her wrists off the floor.They spread her legs and then spread her pussy open for the leering crowd.The two soldiers then alternated finger fucking her with their free hand, inserting two, three, then four fingers into her snatch.A gasp went up from the crowd when a closed fist was shoved into her cunt, the bound woman salacious cries echoing through the room.

The soldiers lowered her feet to the ground.Then they played a game of dice at her feet.Having settled the matter, they striped off their loincloths.First, the loser.The crowd cheered as his hard ten-inch cock sprang into view.Then the winner, Bruno.The crowd gasped in disbelief as his massive cudgel seemed to hang halfway to his knees.

Judy gripped Nick�s hand in anticipation.He looked down at her.Her eyes were wide and she bounced on her toes with glee. He leaned over and spoke in her ear, �Having fun?�

Grinning, she cut him a quick glance.Then she turned to watch the obscene play continue to unfold.

Bruno began stroking his tumescent meat.In mock horror, �Livia� renewed her struggle as it began to rise.Soon his massive organ had taken on a prodigious size.Two �slaves�, half naked women, ran on stage, each clasping an ankle of the still struggling �Livia�.As they pulled her legs outward, the post lowered into the floor until the crosspiece was two and a half feet off the floor and �Livia� was suspended parallel to the floor.The slave girls then moved to the right and as they did the crosspiece turned with them until they were facing the audience.As the Bruno came around upstage, the slave girls spread �Livia� out.Smiling grotesquely, he stepped into the open slot.

With both hands he gripped his mammoth cock, raking the knobby shaped head up and down her slit.�Livia� let her head fall back to face the audience until her long brunette hair touched the floor.Her mouth opened into a rictus and she emitted a plaintive wail as he drove his enormous cock into her.As he thrust into her, her pussy lips, stretched tight around his cockshaft, pulled appreciably outward on the outstroke and inverted into her on the inward stroke.

Every minute or so, he would stop pummeling her and the slave girls would rotate her, ninety degrees, then forty five degrees so that everyone had a clear view of her ravishment.

When the brutal fucking ended, the post lowered almost completely into the floor.Bruno lifted her by the hips and drove his face between her upturned legs. He put on a good show, slobbering so much that his spittle ran down her stomach.From the spectators� perspective, it looked like cum streaming across her belly and down her tits.

Meanwhile, off to one side as a sideshow, the two slave girls were licking his assistant�s cock.After several minutes of energetic cunnilingus, Bruno lowered �Livia� towards the floor, face down and facing the crowd.Bruno griped her thighs with his massive arms and he began fucking her again in a wheelbarrow position.Now his assistant came back into play.��

The assistant grabbed �Livia� by the hair and lifted her head, then drove his �little� ten-incher into her throat.With her wrists still tied to the crosspiece near the floor, the two men fucked her from both ends.Again they rotated her around so everyone had a good view of the action.They ended with Bruno facing away from the audience.

He lowered her to the floor.Turning to face the audience, he straddled her torso. Then gripping her buttocks with his massive hands, he spread her ass cheeks wide.The two slave girls then took turns licking her asshole.Once the girls finished up, the assistant stepped forward, making a great show of lubing up his cock.A low moan rose from the crowd as he sank into her butt while Bruno held her spread out on her knees.

After several minutes of real sodomy, the assistant pulled out.A slave girl rushed over to lovingly wash his cock while Bruno swung around and fucked �Livia� doggie-style. The crowd was rowdy now, shouting out encouragement to fuck her �harder, harder.�

Bruno pulled off and stood with his feet spread apart and his hands on his hips.One of the slave girls, now nude, rushed to his feet and to the astonishment of the audience swallowed his entire dick to the base.She was a little thing, but had a wide mouth.Time and again, she would suck him to the root, then slowly pull the entire monster from her mouth only to plunge it down her throat again and again.

The post and crosspiece rose from the floor again to about four and a half feet. Still bound, �Livia� with her back to the audience, rested on her slightly spread knees, her arms outstretched, her stomach very near the post.Her engorged and stretched pussy lips hung low between her legs.

Bruno pushed the petite slave girl from his cock.His assistant grabbed her by the hair and led her around behind the crosspiece crawling on all fours.Bruno grabbed the other slave girl and threw her across his shoulder.He reached up and pulled her little skirt down off her waist and discarded it.Then he slowly made his way around the perimeter of the stage, where the spectators on the first tier could grope her newly exposed behind.

After letting everyone who wanted to grope her have a handful, he carried her around behind the crosspiece and joining his assistant on the other side.Bruno bent her over the cross.The two men slowly jacked their dicks to a good stiffy.

Meanwhile those in the center and who were alert, saw cum dripping out of Livia�s pussy and pool on the floor.Cum really wasn�t dripping out of her.The post had nozzle positioned so that it squirted �stage� cum onto her lower stomach.The thick, white goo then ran down her pubic mound and dripped onto the floor.By the time the show was over, nearly a pint of fake cum pooled between her legs.

A man from the audience stepped forward, tossing several twenty-dollar bills on the floor in front of Livia.He dropped his trou and jerked off furiously until he shot his load in Livia�s face.Another man joined him, and then another, until a half dozen men had sprayed their splooge on the bound woman, adding genuine cum to the pool of stage cum on floor between her knees.

Nick watched bemused at the excited expression on Judy�s face.It was apparent to him that she liked what she was seeing, liked it a lot.

Bruno and his assistant then fucked the two girls draped over the crosspiece. They fucked each girl to completion, pulling out as they began ejaculating, hosing down the slave girls� backs.Bruno came first.A minute later, his assistant came.To the surprise of everyone watching, he shot a prodigious load, dwarfing Bruno�s emission by a large margin.

As the assistant finished cumming on the petite slave girl�s back, the post lowered to floor, leaving the three girls sprawled out on the floor.The two soldiers went to their armor and drew their short swords.Poised to plunge the blades into the backs of the two slaves the lights went dim.The darkness was pierced by screams of agony, accompanied that a few shrieks from the crowd.The lights came up.Livia and the two soldiers were gone.The two slave girls lay motionless in a pool of stage blood.

Judy stood stock-still, her hand to her mouth as the crowd began to exit the little theater.Stagehands came out, and picked the girls up like sacks of potatoes, leaving the na�ve to wonder if they weren�t really dead.

�Did you like it?�

�Wha�they didn�t really��

�No!Of course not!They have to put on another show tomorrow!�

She sighed with relief.It looked so real.As she gained her senses back she realized with a start that Nick had slid his hand down the back of her dress and was caressing her bare buttocks.

�Hey!I�m married!�

�So what?What�s the harm?�

�I, I, I� I think I�d better go.�

�Would you like to come up to my suite for a while?�

�No!I, I� I can�t do that!�

�Why not?I�ll bet you ten to one that your pussy is sopping wet.�

�My husband.I can�t� I won�t��

�You won�t get laid tonight.�

�How do you� John will��

�Maybe tomorrow night then,� Nick said with knowing smile.

�No!�

�You might.�

She desperately searched for an out.�Look Nick, it was really fun tonight, but I can�t possibly��

�Come on, let�s go see how hubby is doing.Last time I checked he wasn�t doing too good.He�s desperate, and desperate men are foolish men.�

Judy suddenly felt very guilty.John was indeed desperate and she hadn�t been very supportive.He was trying to buy a little more time before the bank foreclosed on the house and all she wanted to do was make love.

�I better go find him and make sure he�s all right.�

�Sure, doll, anything you want.�

Judy turned and rushed out the little theater alone.��

*****

Down in the casino she went straightaway to the craps table.John wasn�t there.She looked about for a few minutes and decided to return to their room.She found him fast asleep, still in his clothes, reeking of bourbon.

�Damn it, John,� she muttered in disgust and disappointment.�Maybe tomorrow,� she wryly mused, her lips slightly twisted.Suddenly she felt a pang of regret for not taking up Nick�s offer.�Maybe tomorrow��

Frustrated, she began undressing for bed.

�God damn!She�s gorgeous,� declared Desmond who was now monitoring Room 642.

*****

Judy buried her face in her pillow as she awoke from her sleep.Instinctively, she rolled over to snuggle with John.With a start, she sat up upon realizing the other half of the bed was empty.�John!John!� she called out hoping that he was in the bath.�John!�No answer was forthcoming.Tears welled up in her eyes.�Damn you, John Marsh.You certainly could�ve spared me what, five minutes?�

Sinking back down in bed, she sobbed into her pillow.Soon the pillowcase was streaked with makeup as the tears flowed.When the tears ran no more, she sat up red-eyed and mulled over what she should do.The only plan she could come up with was to plot her morning temperature, call room service for breakfast and then take a long soaking bath in the whirlpool.

Twenty-five minutes later she was lying in bed, languorously fondling herself when there was a knock at the door.Removing her hand from her pussy she rose and slipped on a silk robe. Opening the door, she was startled to see Nick.

�Room service!� he cheerily quipped.

�Nick!What are you��

�I was coming down the hall and saw Miguel at your door.I decided to deliver this personally.May I come in?�

Flummoxed she stammered, �Uh, uh, yes, of course.�

Nick wheeled the breakfast cart through the door to the small table by the window.

�I look a mess,� she said suddenly thankful that she had washed her face before beginning to masturbate.On the other hand she was not pleased that Nick should see her without at least rudimentary makeup.

�Nonsense!You�re as lovely as ever,� Nick said sincerely.Then with a mischievous grin he added, �Say, I love your robe, it really shows off your breasts.�

Judy blushed as she protested, �Nick, I don�t think� my husband, he��

�He�s down at the craps table.Saw him a little while ago.�Nick came around the cart and rested his hands on her hips.

�Nick, I can�t��

�Who would know?�

With wide eyes she watched as his lips descended to hers.She closed her eyes as a wave of sensation swept through her body in response to his languid kiss.Her resolve melted away as the yearning sensation settled in her groin.

Nick broke off the tender kiss and looked down at her as she opened her eyes. She looked up dreamily, her breathing labored, aching with desire.

Nick smiled warmly.�Now. that wasn�t so bad. Was it?� Then he pulled away from her completely.�I�d love to stay and visit, but running a hotel and casino is a twenty four hour job, and I�ve got pressing business down on the floor.Would you like for me to setup another appointment at the spa. Have Bruno give you a rubdown?�

�Bruno?�

�Anything you want doll, just ask.�

Nick turned and before she could form the words,�Don�t go,� he was out the door.�Oh damn,� she said, half in frustration, half in amusement, �you are right Nick, who would know?�

She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down to munch on a bagel.She had just gotten up to fill the bath when the telephone rung.

�Mrs. Marsh?This is Sandy at the spa.I have you scheduled for a mud bath at three o�clock, followed by a massage.Bruno wasn�t available any earlier.�

�Uh, it doesn�t have to be Bruno.�

�Well, he is the best and he doesn�t take appointments any earlier in the afternoon.�

�I see.Well��

�Then we will see you at three.��� Mmmmmmmmmmm.

�Sandy?Sandy?Oh, damn it!� she exclaimed as she realized that Sandy had hung up.�Oh, well, he does give a fabulous massage,� she said sardonically at the receiver she held in her hand.

She felt better the moment she stepped into the swirling bath.

*****

John was feeling more and more confident.He had won back a good portion of what he lost the night before.The shooter was hot and John was excited.

�Nine is the point,� sang out the dealer.

�John?�

John turned to see his lovely wife smiling at him.She looked different.It wasn�t the dress, he�d seen that low cut blue dress many times before.It was one of his favorites.

�What did you do to your hair?�

�You like it?�

�Seven!� called the dealer.

John turned back to the table in stunned disbelief.He turned back to Judy.Angrily he said, �Do me a favor.Go someplace else.Anyplace but here.�

Judy was taken aback by his hostility.�I thought a seven was good?�

�Not when point is nine,� he said with clenched teeth.

�Sorry!I just wanted to tell you that��

�Go!Please go!�

Seething, Judy swung around and headed for the slots.She had few bucks too, and she wanted to try her luck, just to spite him.

It wasn�t her fault that she never won at any kind of game.As a bridge partner, she was a disaster.It wasn�t that she didn�t know how to play, or how to bid, she just got more than her share of lousy hands. John was always trying to switch her off for another partner, but everyone in their circle of friends knew she was the kiss of death.It had become quite a joke. At the horse track, if she picked the favorite to win, the nag barely made across the finish line.John had even tried to work out a system for picking losers, but whenever he put it into practice, he lost.Therefore, whenever they visited a casino, John had forbidden her to place a bet of any kind. He also didn�t want her around him when he played.

She put a quarter in a slot and pulled the handle.Out popped a deluge of quarters.

�Say, that�s pretty good.�

She turned to see Nick smiling at her.

�Nice dress; shows just the right amount of��

�Nick!Be good!�

�Can�t help it.You�re a delight to the eyes.�Judy�s face flushed red. Changing the subject he asked, �Do you like to play the slots?�

�John won�t let me.Says I�m bad luck.�

�You just won.�

She beamed in triumph.�Yes, I did.�

�Indeed! Have you had lunch yet?I know it�s late, but I need to eat.�

�Are you asking me to join you?�

Nick smiled, wrapped his arm around her slender waist and headed for the restaurant.Nick flirted with her all through lunch and she shamelessly flirted back.As the waiter cleared the table, she wondered what she would really do if he asked up to his suite again.She idly wondered what kind of a lover he was.But he didn�t ask, he simply excused himself to take care of business.

It was a half hour or so before her spa appointment, so Judy went back to the slots and promptly lost every dime she had with her.Peeved at herself for proving John right, she went defeated to her appointment.



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