Here ya go, another chapter! I hope I'm still bringing it. Enjoy and as usual, its not real, all participants willing or not are over 18.
Chapter Eighteen - New Friends, Slaves
Outside of Melody's house, Anna slid in behind the wheel while I got into the back. She opened her blouse and adjusted her mirror so I could see her tits.
"You gonna drive back to the hotel like that?" I asked her.
"I'd rather you be up here driving so I could suck you're cock, but if I have to, yes!" She said as she pulled her tits out. I smiled to her as she looked back at me. I pulled my cock out even though it was limp.
"Well, I'll stroke my cock for you, give you a nice little show as long as you get us there in one piece." I said. She smiled wickedly at me and turned the motor over.
True to my word, I stroked my cock, keeping myself at bay long enough for Anna to pull around to the back of the hotel, away from the camera's so she could get in the back seat and swallow my cum. When she pulled her face off my cock, She smiled at me.
"That was even better than before!" She said as she wiped her mouth clean of saliva and cum.
"Well, I wanted to show you my appreciation. You've been very good to me so far and as a matter of fact, I would like to offer you a job." I said. I had been thinking about it since she got out of the car at Melody's.
"A job? Why would you do that?" She asked. I smiled.
"Because Anna, you've had a rough go at life. I want you to know that someone cares about you. That you aren't alone." I said. She smiled.
"I haven't heard kind words in a long time. Be careful or I might fall in love with you!" She said as she tucked my cock back in my pants and slowly zipped me up.
"Come back here around ten in the morning. Ask for Mr. Martin at the front desk. They will tell you what room I'm in. Come see me and we will talk more about it," I said with a smile.
"I hope we'll do more than talk!" She said as she patted the front of my pants.
"If you play you're cards right, we will do more than talk, that I can promise you!" I said as I scooted out of the car.
"Ten then. I will be there." She said as she slid back into the drivers seat. I smiled and reached into the window, cupping her breasts, giving them and her nipples a gentle pinch.
"I'll be waiting with my cock out!" I said with a smile before I let her go.
I turned and walked away, going into the rear entrance to the hotel. She was firing the car up as I entered the back door. I slipped up to my room silently and checked in on Michelle. She was still sleeping soundly. I moved her into the second bedroom that the suite came with and fixed the bed up. I made sure there was no trace of a woman in the room, just in case my bartender stayed the night.
A quick shower to clean up and fresh clothes and I was back out the door down to the club. It was starting to wind down so I was able to slide in effortlessly. I made my way to the bar, sitting in the same seat I was in before. It didn't take long for her to notice me.
"Hey baby! You came back!" She said as she came up to me, pouring me a drink from my previously paid for bottle.
"I told you I would darling!" I said as I took the glass from her. She smiled at me and went back to cleaning up the bar. I watched her work and she watched me. We exchanged glances for about an hour until the people started filing out. I waited patiently for her to finish up. She let the others know I was waiting on her and that it was my bottle I was drinking from. Around two a.m. she finally came over to me when everyone else was gone.
"How was you're night Sam?" I asked as she slid onto the barstool next to me.
"It wasn't bad. Better now that you're here!" She said with a smile. She was a fun one. She loved life and loved being a bartender. It reminded her that she wasn't that fucked up!
"Hey, you got a piano in this place?" I asked her. She looked at me.
"Why?" She asked.
"Well, I've always wanted to play a piano in a bar when there's no one in it, you know like in the movies." I said. She smiled at me and gave out a little chuckle.
"Yeah, there's one over in the main dinning room. We can go over there." She said. She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out of the bar but not before I grabbed my bottle of whisky.
In the other room, they were cleaning up, just like in the movies while I tinkered with the piano. I played old favorites from classic movies and some new ones. Sam sat back and listened to me play for about an hour. On the last song I sang, she came over to sit beside me at the piano, listening to me sing an old Bing Crosby song.
"I've never been serenaded like that!" She said. She smiled at me as I looked at her.
"It's been a long time since I've played the piano. I missed playing it." I said as I smiled and leaned towards her, bumping her shoulder gently with mine.
"You're good. It was nice!" She said. I could tell it wasn't what she was hoping for.
"Yeah. But that's not why we're sitting her together is it?" I asked her. She looked up at me and smiled, her cheeks turning pink. "It's okay Sam. Honesty is always the best policy. You want me just like I want you. That's why I came back down tonight." I said as I slid my arm around her and pulled her to me. She looked up into my eyes, staring into them. I leaned in and placed my lips on hers. Her eyes closed and her lips parted, allowing my tongue to slide in between her soft sensual lips.
We kissed for only a moment, but I could feel that her need was great. I smiled as I pulled away.
"You want to go upstairs with me?" I asked her. She opened her eyes.
"I thought you'd never ask!" She said.
Together, arm in arm, we left the dinner room and walked to the elevators. We made small talk the whole way, laughing and joking about life and things in general. I listened to her talk about how she came to Vegas from Ohio and fell in love with the city and all it's lights. She stayed, worked as a black jack dealer for a while and found that she liked bartending. Took a while to learn it all, but she got it all down pat and had been doing it for the last couple of years.
At the young age of twenty eight, she had done her partying, had her share of one night stands with hot guys, rich guys, all kinds of guys but was satisfied with not having a relationship with any of them.
Outside my door, I turned to her and smiled.
"Last chance to walk away." I said with a smile. She smiled back.
"Not a chance!" She said as she grabbed hold of my arm. I smiled and dropped the card key into the reader and opened the door.
Inside the room, I poured a drink for me and one for her. With the lights down and the music up I went to her. We danced slowly in the middle of the living room area, slowly touching and feeling each others bodies. I'd cum twice in the last three hours, I needed a little recoup time. She was a good dancer though she wouldn't have admitted it. She knew when to touch and how to move her body in just the right way to get me excited, but enough to keep me at bay. She was a tease and I could tell that breaking her was gonna be fun.
"So, how long will you be staying?" She asked me. I smiled as she lightly touched my face with her fingers.
"I don't know. Until the money runs out or until I find somewhere else to go." I said as I slid my hands up from her waist to her breasts, barely getting my fingers on them before she danced away. I smiled.
"Rumor is that you're already banging Michelle. Is that true?" She asked. I smiled.
"Is there some kind of pool on it or something?" I teased back.
"This is Vegas!" She replied as she danced back to me. I smiled.
"How much do you have in it?"
"None. I don't play those kind of games." She said as she shimmied down my front and then stood up, completely bent over with her ass right on my crotch. I grabbed her hips and held her there, grinding my cock into the crevice her ass cheeks made. She moaned out.
"Would it matter if I was?" I asked. She turned her head back to me, still bent over and rubbing her ass up and down on my crotch.
"No, but I have to warn you, she's being investigated for cheating men out of their money. Several big winners have ended up leaving broke and they don't know where their money went. They swear they gambled it, but there's no proof of it on video." She said. I slid my hands up her sides, pulling her up to me with my hands on her tits.
"Don't worry about that. She wont get my money. She may get my big cock, but not my money!" I said as I squeezed her tits, pulling her back to me.
"That feels so nice!" She said. She liked it rough it seems. I tested the waters and grabbed the front of her shirt, ripping it open and off her body. She turned to me, lust filling her eyes. "Oh baby!" She said as she turned to me, showing me her heavy titties.
"You like that? You like it rough?" I asked her. She smiled wickedly, placing her finger between her teeth as she danced more, shaking her tits at me. I reached for her but she danced out of my way. She was gonna play hard to get until I got her then she was gonna be my submissive little slut.
"Yes, I like it rough. I like being controlled and treated like a whore." She said as she turned away from me, shaking her ass in her tight pants.
"Well I guess when I catch you, a little spanking might be in order for all the teasing you're doing to me!" I said with an equally wicked smile as she turned back to me.
"Am I teasing you baby? I'm sorry! Let me make it up to you!" She said as she dropped to her knees and crawled to me, her tits shaking with each move she made .
"That's right, crawl to me bitch! Come get you're spanking!" I said to her as she dropped down to her hands and crawled real sexy like towards me, shaking her ass and making sure I could see her tits swinging back and forth.
When Sam reached me, she crawled up my legs until her face was right at my crotch. She looked at the bulge in my pants and then looked up at me.
"My my! Are we a little excited?" She asked as she unbuttoned my pants and opened the fly, letting my cock free to spring out and slap her in the face. She squealed as my flesh monster hit her cheek.
