My second day with Madison was simply amazing.  We had sex in the shower, sex on the bed, sex on the couch, and then we finally had lunch.  It seemed like she was ready to go at a moment’s notice.  I had woken a sexual beast inside the virgin I bought.  Her orgasms made her whole body shake and if I wasn’t already there, I exploded immediately after she started.  By the afternoon, I realized that we weren’t going to be able to just have sex all day.  My muscles were turning to Jell-O and my dick was completely numb.  I wasn’t even sure a blowjob would fix it at that point.

“Do you want to go downstairs and see some of the stuff in the Ussery?  Have you ever been here before?”  I leaned back on the couch shortly after we put away our lunch.

“Sure.  I haven’t been here before, no.  I actually haven’t been to the Strip much at all.  I like Old Vegas, down on Fairmont Street.  The people seem a lot nicer and they have some really good food.”  She sat up.  “There’s just one problem, though—you tore my only dress.”

“Yeah, I guess a bathrobe isn’t going to cut it downstairs.”  I chewed on the side of my mouth for a second.  “Here, let me call the front desk.  What’s your size?”

I called down to the front desk and they seemed more than ecstatic to arrange for some clothes to be sent up, especially when they pulled up my account.  I had loaded all of the money directly into my Ussery account since they were letting me stay there for free.  Tommy and I used it like an ATM when necessary.  I wondered where the hell Tommy was.  He definitely didn’t come back to the suite the night before, because I would have heard him.  He wouldn’t have disturbed me if he heard me with a girl, but he was much too loud to sneak in with those paper thin walls.

“Wow, they just sent all this stuff up because you called?”  Madison watched as a member of the hotel staff rolled in a rack of clothing.

“They do whatever the fuck I tell them.”  I shrugged and got a dirty look from the hotel staff member, but it turned to a smile when I handed over a tip.  “I don’t think they like losing money and since I’m local, they figured it was easier to keep me here rather than let me lose it in some other casino.”

“So you’re kind of like their prisoner?”  Madison pulled a t-shirt and a pair of jeans off the rack.

“No, you’re the prisoner.  I’m a guest.”  I chuckled and waited for her to get dressed.

We went downstairs to the casino and her eyes lit up.  She looked like a kid in a candy store.  The slots seemed to interest her the most, so I steered her towards one that only cost a penny.  It was more like fifty cents when the maximum bet was enabled, but it was still a drop in a bucket compared to how much I was putting in the night I won the jackpot.  The most you could win from that slot was less than twenty grand, so it seemed to be a fair trade-off.  She won money, lost money, lost money, asked for more money, and then finally started winning money again.

“This is kind of fun.  Damn, I swore I would never gamble...”  She narrowed her eyes at the slot machine and angrily hit the button when she saw that she didn’t win on the previous spin.

“There’s a difference between gambling and just straight up losing your ass.”  I turned to my machine and hit the button to spin.

“Yeah, he gambled and I lost my ass.”  She glared at the machine and hit it again.

“Oh, you haven’t lost your ass yet, but the weekend isn’t over.”  I chuckled and winked at her.

“You’re not really going to put in there are you?”  She leaned over with a concerned look on her face.

“I’m thinking about it.”  I shrugged.  “It’s the only virgin hole you have left.”

“I’d—kind of like to keep it that way.”  She spoke in a hushed whisper.

“It’s not really your call, now is it?”  I hit the button on the slot machine and cursed when it took the last of my money.

“You can be a jerk sometimes, Ruckus.  You know that, right?”  She leaned back over to her slot machine with a sour look on her face.

“Yeah?  Well, you just earned yourself another spanking when we get back upstairs.”  I pushed another twenty dollar bill into the slot machine and hit the button.

“See!”  She hit the button hard, muttering angrily under her breath.

“Two spankings.”  A slight smiled formed on the edge of my mouth as I hit the button again.

“What the hell?”  She turned her head towards me.

“Want to go for three or can we just play slots?”  I chuckled and hit the button again.

She fumed, but she fumed in silence.  It was fun to press her buttons and watch her lose her temper, but there had to be consequences when she did.  It was the only way to keep the dynamic for the rest of the weekend.  If she got too comfortable, she might realize that she actually had me wrapped around her finger in a scary kind of way.  I’d still spank her—as many times as it took—but I could never actually hurt her.  I’d stop before it got too bad.  I start losing almost every spin and she started winning.  I zoned out as I kept feeding the machine money until I heard a familiar voice behind me.

“Ruck, bro!  Where you been!”  It was Tommy and he was being really loud.

“Tommy?  Where have I been?  Where the fuck have you been?”  I stood up and gave him a quick hug.  “Are you drunk?  It’s barely past noon.”

“Oh I haven’t been to bed yet, bro!  Actually, I haven’t been to bed in two days!  Miguel is kicking ass in the cage.  I got him sparring with Scott down at the gym.  Carmella is very appreciative that I’m taking care of her brother, if you know what I mean.”  Tommy clasped his hand on my shoulder.  “Are you out of this funk or are you still being a grumpy old millionaire?  I got some blow if you want to do a line.”

“Nah, I’m straight.”  I shook my head back and forth.  “I’ll have to talk to you about money later.  I spent a little bit.”

“That’s fine, bro.  It’s your money.  I’m doing okay now.  Carlos hooked me up with a new gig that pays well.”  He smiled and leaned close to my ear.  “Let’s just say I’m doing blow for free these days.”

“Tommy, dude.”  I leaned back with a confused look on my face.  “You don’t have to do that.  My money is your money.  We always look out for each other.”

“Nah, man.  It was okay when I was managing your fights, but I’m too young to just retire.  I’m going to make it on my own.”  He clasped his hand on my shoulder again.  “Wait, who is this?  Is she with you?”

“Hi, I’m Madison.”  She reached past me and extended her hand.

“Wow, hello, beautiful Madison.”  He took her hand and kissed it.  “Bro, is she legal?  Like, she looks like she’s in high school.”

“I am.”  Madison grinned.  “But I’m eighteen.”

“I guess when you got money and ugly old oaf like you can score the hot chicks.  Well done, bro.”  Tommy took a step back.  “All right, I’m just here to change clothes and then I’m meeting Miguel at the gym.  He’s got some friends that are interested in signing up as well.”

“Take care of yourself, Tommy.  Like, seriously.  Maybe slow down on the blow?”  I sighed and shook my head.

“I’m fine.”  He started walking backwards and waved.  “See you soon, bro!”

I watched as Tommy disappeared out of sight.  I was actually concerned about him.  We never had enough money to get high like that when we were struggling to pay the bills.  He’d usually hit a line if we were at a party or something and it was free, but he never bought his own until I hit the jackpot and just started buying everything in sight with my new money.  If he was dealing, he was into some serious shit.  My thoughts went back to what Carlos said about the difference between me and some other guys.  He must have been trying to warn me that the other guy in that story was my own fucking brother.

“Ugly old oaf.  I’ll have to remember that one.”  Madison snapped me back to reality with a snicker.

“Three spankings.”  I turned back to the machine and hit the button.

“Shit!”  She shook her head angrily.