I had a tremendous amount of luck at the slots the next morning - unfortunately it was all bad! I managed to sink $500.00 into those damned one-armed bandits and I hadn't even hit the tables yet. Marsha had played her part well - dressed to the nines and hanging on my arm playing the trophy mistress like a pro. She'd stroke my cock through my pants and I'd cop a feel every once in awhile which was all good, but I began to get the feeling that she was like an albatross around my neck so I gave her a couple of hundred bucks and told her to go shopping and presto, she was gone.
I sidled over to a blackjack table and my luck changed instantly. After a few drinks and a whole lot of hands I looked at my watch and realized that I'd been playing for over four hours. Man, time flies when you're winning. I wondered where Marsha could be since I know from personal experience that she can go through a couple of hundred bucks faster than a hot knife through butter. There's something about a lucky streak that gets me horny and I decided that a couple of hours of sucking and fucking with my mistress would be a good way to pass the time until dinner.
I scooped up my chips and cruised through the casino figuring that perhaps she was trying her luck, but she was nowhere to be seen. Now I was starting to get pissed again but I figured maybe she had gone back to the room to fix her make-up or something like that. If she did, I intended to mess it up again by pumping my hard cock in and out of those beautiful full lips and blowing my load over her face. Hey - I just had a fantastic idea - I'd do that and then take her to dinner without letting her clean it off. Yup, that was definitely a plan.
I opened the door, hoping that she'd be there since my cock was straining against my pants and eager to turn my thoughts into reality. As I walked into the room I saw Marsha my beautiful mistress laid out on the bed.
"It's about time you made it back" she purred at me, "I've been waiting for you." She was wearing a tiny red teddy that absolutely blows my mind every time I see her in it. In no time at all I had my clothes off and was on the bed beside her, with the teddy pulled down and my lips sucking her hardening nipples into my mouth. She started moaning and stroking my cock and telling me what a fantastic lover I am. "Hmmmmmmm," I thought to myself, "maybe I need to fuck her up the ass every night, she certainly does seem to be appreciative the next day." It's a tough job but someone has to do it...
I moved my hand down to her soft shaven pussy and found it to be absolutely soaking wet. She is rarely ever dry by this was fucking ridiculous! Everything was going just fine and then suddenly I thought I heard a noise in the bathroom and as I detached myself from Marsha's left nipple and turned to see what the noise was, I was quickly grabbed by two hands and whisked off the bed and onto the floor. Before I knew what was happening I had a gag in my mouth and my arms were handcuffed behind my back, my legs were tied together, and I was tossed into an armchair beside the balcony. All I could think of was that this was some kind of an awful mistake. I had had a bit of luck at the tables but there was no way the mob was after me for the $800.00 measly dollars I'd managed to win. They must have the wrong room.