Authors: Vera Roberts
“What does he look like?” Sarah asked as she quickly changed into the flimsy silk slip.
“Oh, he’s gorgeous! He’s a tall, White guy; I think he’s Italian or something. Strong, muscular, black hair,” The hairstylist ran a brush through Sarah’s long locks. “I think you two will have great chemistry.”
“Oh, cool! I can’t wait to meet him!” Sarah smiled.
“You sure your man had no problem with you doing a provocative shoot like this?” The hairstylist asked.
“Eric is not really the jealous type,” Sarah shrugged, “He never really got upset about another man or anything like that. He’s very confident and sure of himself.” A smile slowly grew on Sarah’s face. Eric was a good man.
“You got a good one and he’s about to go to the NBA, huh?”
“Hopefully. We’ll see what happens after March Madness,” She shrugged. “I hope he’ll get some good offers.”
“Well, he got his college degree to fall back on if things don’t work out?”
Sarah nodded. “He was set on getting his business degree and I encouraged him to follow his dreams.” Eric talked about starting a non-profit that would provide computer training and etiquette for underprivileged kids in low-income areas. He already received a few offers from top executives to help.
“Girl, you are so lucky!” The hairstylist smiled back at Sarah through the mirror. “He sounds like a keeper.”
Sarah lightly rubbed her tummy. “He is.”
“Sarah? We’re ready for you.” The photographer’s assistant came in.
“Let’s do this!” Sarah got up and followed the assistant back to the shoot.
Sarah felt she was walking in slow motion when she saw her costar. She thought she had to adjust her vision because there was no way she was seeing what was really in front of her. Muscular build, black hair, and were those hazel eyes she saw?
It was Scott.
Suddenly, Sarah and Scott were the only two people in the field. “Are you surprised?” He finally asked. He was shirtless and wearing only jeans.
“I didn’t know you would be here, Master,” Sarah kneeled before Him. “I’m glad you came.”
“Me too.” Scott petted her head and pulled her up to His eye level. Several men appeared behind Him. “I brought friends with Me. I hope you don’t mind.”
Sarah quickly stole a glance at the men behind her Master. They were unfamiliar to her but she assumed they were His friends. “No, Master.”
“Good,” Scott led her to a nearby bed where Sarah was quickly stripped and tied up. Her arms were above her head and a thigh separator kept her legs apart. Her ankles were bound to the bed.
Scott sat close to Sarah’s face and caressed it as He looked down at her. “Thank you for pleasing your Master.”
Before Sarah had a chance to reply, a large cock was stuffed in her mouth while another filled her pussy. Another set of hands assaulted her body with hard pinches and slaps. The guy fucking her mouth moved His cock faster, causing Sarah to choke on it. The guy fucking her pussy became harder and more aggressive.
“You wanted this, My pet?” Scott softly asked as Sarah nodded. “This is your fantasy, not Mine. If you want to stop, just say the safe word.”
Sarah didn’t want to stop. She enjoyed the gang bang
too much. Her body was close to having an orgasm and she was so close.
“And time!” The photographer yelled out. “That’s it! Great shoot, everyone!”
Sarah jerked back into the present. She didn’t have a costar on her shoot, and there was no bed behind her. Her fantasies about Scott were becoming almost too unbearable to handle.
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So this is how the ballers live…I could get used to this…
Mariana walked around her hotel suite at the Bellagio and looked around. Whenever she and her friends went to Vegas, they would combine all of their funds together and share a room in one of the hotels off the strip. Now she was staying in one of the most expensive suites on the strip, overlooking all of Las Vegas, and she could do whatever she wanted, no questions asked.
I am so blessed.
“What are the plans for tonight?” she asked Scott.
“Dave and Paul are going to look at some properties now, but they should be back in a couple of hours. After that, we’re all going to go out to dinner and let loose on the town.” Scott put away their clothing. “You girls will have fun alone while the guys are going to check out some things.”
“Cool,” Mariana liked the idea. She had clicked instantly with Tori and Bella. Trish, however, seemed a little distant. Come to think of it, Tori and Bella didn’t care for Trish all that much, either.
She walked over to the bed and collapsed on it. All of the excitement of meeting Scott’s friends and being on a spontaneous vacation made her exhausted. She would have just enough time to sleep and get ready for the night.
“Tired, baby?” Scott joined her on the bed.
Mariana yawned. “Just a little.”
Scott’s hands wandered over her body until they found the button of her jeans. “How tired are you?”
Mariana sexily smiled. “Not that tired.”
“Keep your arms above your head,” He instructed and Mariana complied. Scott undid the button and slid the zipper down. He slid his hand inside and found Mariana was already warm. He played with her heat outside of her panties, rubbing her pussy until her panties became wetter. “Get undressed, baby.”
Mariana hurriedly undressed herself and stood naked before her boyfriend. “Do You want me to undress You, Sir?”
“No.” Scott walked over to a nearby table and sat down. He looked over to the window as He contemplated His next course of action. “Bend over My knee,” He quietly ordered.
Mariana walked over to Scott and bent herself over His knee, steadying herself with her fingertips. She closed her eyes in anticipation. She only heard the sound of her breathing and her heart pounding.
She waited. And waited. And waited. When was He finally going to spank her? When He was finally going to give her release? The anticipation made her crazy. She wanted to feel His hands on her. She wanted to be spanked, dammit! What was taking Scott so long?
Just when Mariana was about to ask what was going on, she was stunned by a sudden slap against her ass. The pain made her eyes fly open and she gasped in shock. It had been so long since Sir spanked her, Mariana forgot how it felt. She became tingly and a growing wetness was forming between her thighs.
Another swat knocked Mariana back into reality. She closed her eyes again and let the pain permeate her body, sending her on a cloud of ecstasy. Her pussy pulsated with desire and she wanted more. She didn’t have to wait too long as her Sir alternated between her cheeks until they were nice and rosy.
“Where are you?” Scott asked.
“Yellow, Sir,” Mariana replied.
“Get on the bed, hands and knees,” Scott ordered and Mariana followed direction. Scott took out some lotion and poured a little on Mariana’s ass, smoothing His hands over it to relieve her. He quickly undressed and got on the bed behind her. He softly touched her swollen nub and heat; she was soaking wet. Scott dragged His finger from her pussy to her ass and gently inserted it.
Mariana clenched her cheeks upon the invasion and Scott rubbed her back, letting her know He would be gentle. She nodded silently and fisted the sheets in her palms, preparing herself for what was to come.
Scott moved His finger gently inside Mariana’s ass while His other hand caressed her swollen nub. Mariana began to wiggle upon feeling the sensations, but her Sir held her steady while He pleasured her. She was hungry for Him and silently demanded that He feed her. “I want to see how far you will let Me go, My pet.” Scott softly spoke.
You can do whatever the hell you want to me right now,
Mariana wanted to answer. Sir had her in a willing and ready position and whatever Scott wanted, Mariana would do. Instead, all Mariana could answer was, “Yes, Sir.”
Scott stopped playing with Mariana’s clit and slid His cock inside her. The change in pressure caught Mariana by surprise and she wasn’t expecting it. He kept one finger in her ass while He steadily moved inside her. It was a new sensation but Mariana was all too happy to accommodate it. Maybe she did like anal play. Maybe Scott was testing the waters for her whenever He wanted to try anal.
Scott removed His finger from Mariana’s ass and grabbed her hips as He drove His cock deeper into her. His balls rubbed against her pussy, each thrust making Mariana moan louder. The pressure was becoming too much for her and she felt a strong orgasm approaching. “Sir, can I cum?”She cried.
“Cum, My pet,” Scott kept moving inside her.
Mariana let out a loud cry as she fisted the sheets and her body shook. Scott came soon afterwards, His seed erupting inside her. He pulled out and collapsed beside His girlfriend.
“I think it’s time for a nap,” was all he could say.
****
“So what are you ladies are going to be up to tonight?” Scott asked.
Mariana put the finishing touches on her makeup. She was wearing one of her best ‘freak ’em’ dresses and heels. “We’re going to go dancing and then maybe do a little gambling. Just having some fun.”
“Good, good. Don’t get into too much trouble now.” Scott answered the door. His friends were waiting for him.
“Ready to go?” Dave asked.
“Sure thing,” Scott smiled, and then addressed the women. “Ladies, Mari is the bathroom. You can wait for her inside.”
“Thank you, Scott,” Victoria replied back as she, Bella, and Trish walked inside.
“Mari?” Scott called to her. “I’m leaving, baby.”
Mariana rushed out of the bathroom. “Okay. Have fun, honey!”
“Here’s some money for tonight,” Scott pulled out a stack of hundreds and placed them in Mariana’s hands. “Please don’t spend that all in one place.”
Mariana’s eyes widened as she looked at the stack of bills before her. “How much money is this?”
“It should be about two thousand, give or take.” Scott winked. He kissed her before he was whisked away by his friends. “I’ll meet you back in the room later, baby.”
Mariana stashed the money in her purse and in her pockets. What the hell was Scott thinking giving her all that money? Was he crazy? “Bye, honey.” She whispered.
Victoria approached Mariana. “You’re dating a baller, honey,” she leaned on Mariana’s shoulder with her elbow. “Get used to it.”
****
While the women were out on the town, the men gathered in one of the high-stakes poker rooms at the Wynn. Paul, Dave, Jeff, and Scott made themselves comfortable at the poker table. “Just keep the liquor and the food coming and the bitches at bay.” Paul instructed to the waitress. “Now go on.”
The dealer shuffled the cards and dealt them to the men. “Minimum bet is twenty-five thousand. Small blind is ten thousand while the big blind is fifteen.”
“Pennies,” Paul snickered. “I think that’s your yearly allowance isn’t it, Jeff?”
“Whatever, asshole,” Jeff sipped his bourbon, “Maintaining your pool costs about the same as my fish tank.”
“So what’s going on with you, man?” Dave asked Scott. “How is everything?”
“Everything is pretty much what it is,” Scott looked at his hand, then folded. “Great woman, great career. Can’t complain.”
“I heard the Great Disaster is back in town,” Paul placed his bet.
Scott looked over at Jeff, who apologetically shrugged. “Word gets around.” Jeff smiled.
“We all know what’s going on here,” Dave placed his bet. “How do you feel about it?”
Scott was oblivious. “How do I feel about what?”
“Scott, let’s not play stupid,” Dave replied. “You know why she’s back. What are you going to do about it?”
“I’m hoping she will go away on her own, honestly.” It would make his life much easier.
“You know she won’t,” Dave replied. “She’s here for a reason.”
There were several reasons why Caprina was back in Scott’s life, and it still bothered him to think she had so much control over him. “Well, there’s nothing I can do about it,” Scott sipped his whiskey. “I can’t do anything about it until she does her campaign and then leaves.”
“Do you still love her?” Jeff asked.
Scott shot his best friend a disbelieving stare. “I know you’re joking.”
“It’s a legitimate question. I saw how you were when you two were together,” Jeff commented. “Like a sick puppy on a leash.”
“That was eight years ago.”
“Defensive, are we?” Paul prodded with a sly smile.
“I’m about to become engaged for your information,” Scott declared, “I’m just waiting for the right moment.”
“The right moment?” Jeff asked. “You bought that ring weeks ago!”
“So what’s taking you so long, man?” Dave asked.
“Okay, are we playing poker or are we gossiping like bunch of old hens at a tea party?” Scott asked.
“Oh, your personal life is more interesting than this shit right here,” Paul commented.
Scott rolled his eyes. “What’s taking me so long for what?”
“To propose? If you got the ring, it should’ve been done.” Dave commented.
“I’m just waiting for the right time, that’s all,” Scott justified. “It’s not the right time yet.”
“It’ll be the right time when it’s too late,” Paul waxed poetic.
Out of Scott’s friends, Paul was the most vocal about remaining single and never getting married. He was thirty-six, and often said girlfriends were expensive. “Are you really giving me advice?” Scott asked.
“I’m just saying. The longer you wait for the right moment, the worst it could be. A woman will only tolerate a man’s bullshit for a small window of time.” Paul commented.
“Paul has a point,” Dave agreed.
“Asshole, that was for you, too.” Paul implied.
“I just have to make sure Mariana is the one I want to be with.” Scott placed his bet. “That’s all it is. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“That’s not it,” Paul prodded.
“Okay, I’ll bite,” Scott put down his cards.
“You don’t trust her,” Paul lit a cigar. “It’s pretty obvious.”
“Get the fuck out of here,” Scott dismissed his friend.
“Oh?” Paul asked. “You proposed to the Great Disaster in just a few months. Where’s Mariana’s ring?”