wrongonesin: This wasn’t the Casino anymore. All I remembered was playing at the roulette tabl
wrongonesin: This wasn’t the Casino anymore. All I remembered was playing at the roulette table - and doing pretty well, sipping on the free house drinks and letting it ride, and then nothing.Now I lay naked, spread-eagle, gagged, under bright lights on a circular dias in a big circular room. The walls of the room were painted in sections, black and white like a roulette wheel - 36 in all with one more section in green. In about a quarter of the black and red sections, a man stood, facing me. Each was naked, every cock I could see was erect, pointing at me. Some men just stood and watched me, others had their cocks in their hands, slowly jerking. In the green section stood a man dressed in a tuxedo. Behind him was an open door. The tuxedoed man spoke. “To review the rules: One play is $100. On Green, the Lady wins and splits take with the house. Landing on an unoccupied section, house takes all. Landing on an occupied section determines a winner for the spin. Remaining past call debits your account for one more play.With that, the man stepped forward, bent and grabbed the edge of the dias and pulled, sending me spinning in a circle, while I pulled at the ropes that held me and screamed into the gag. After a few rotations I slowed coming to rest with men behind me and to either side, and the green section and door off to the left.“No winner,” the tux man said. “Place bets.”Two men left, the room then, but several more came in. About 12 of the sections were occupied now. The spinner repeated the rules, then spun me around again.When I came to a rest, my right and left feet both pointed to naked men, but there was a space between them, with others scattered around the circle.“No winner,” the tux man said. “Place bets.”No one left this time, and more men came in. Now most sections were occupied. I’d never seen so much nudity in one spot, much less naked men. I’d never seen more than one naked, erect cock at a time either, much less over 20.The rules were recited once more, and I was spun. This time, when I came to rest, there was a man, about twice my age I guessed, facing me right between my spread legs.“Winner! 33 Black.”The man smiled and approached me, cock in hand. With no fanfare, no hesitation, he, stepped up on the dias, knelt between my legs and guided his cock to my pussy lips. I screamed and thrashed as his cock pushed its way into me, but no one moved to help. All the other men just watched as the one on top of me forced his cock all the way in, and then began fucking me, a big lustful smile on his face. I tried to plead, shake my head no, break my bonds, failing in each thing as the stranger fucked me faster and harder until he groaned, shoved all the way in, and held himself there. The horrific realization that he was cumming in me made me gasp and scream once more into the gag. He pulled his deflating cock from me and rose panting as I looked around in helpless panic, tears dripping from my eyes. The older man was staggering for the door, but now the room was almost full of others. Only a handful of sections were empty.“Place bets.” The words came from far away, then more words - rules - and then the feeling of spinning round and round.“Winner! 7 Red.”Blurrily I saw a big dark man step up, and then settle down between my legs. The head of a cock - thicker than the first, hotter feeling - pushed between and stretched the lips of my pussy open. Hips thrusting in short jerks the second man to fuck me tonight pushed his way deeper and deeper into me, lubricated by the semen of the first stranger to take me against my will. My whimpers met his grunts, until he started fucking, and my gagged cries rose once more, as they would with each winner that night… -- source link