“For our best and luckiest customers” it read. “Try your luck with Lady Luck with our premier concierge service package.” The deal was simple, but incredible. Once agreed, you got a special web site access. On the web page were photos of all the hotel show girls and other local beauties. You could pick any girl you’d like, and pay using your winnings. The first girl cost $10. The price of each subsequent girl was double the previous beauty. There were just three restrictions. You had to go all the way up to your winnings, you had to select at least 2 girls in each 24 hour period, and when you did not have enough money left for the next girl, you selected one to come play a very special dice game – a game of ultimate luck, where you might win all your money back, win double, or lose your balls. “What a bet!” Sam thought, and feeling very lucky, he signed up right away.

Within minutes an absolutely gorgeous girl knocked on his door. “Mr. Johnson, we are SO glad you’ve chosen our premier package” she said sweetly. “May I come in?’ She entered the room wearing only the skimpiest halter top and shorts. “I have a special welcome gift for you” she smiled as she lifted the halter top over her shoulders. “Please undress for me. We have this special bracelet I need to put on you. I’m sure you understand. We can’t have you skipping out of the hotel before the end of our service, now can we?” Sam removed his clothes and sported a really stiff boner. “Well, it looks like it has been a while now hasn’t it Mr. Johnson. Here, let me help with that as I put on your collar.” With that she began the most wonderful blow job that Sam could ever remember. He hardly noticed as she massaged his balls down and snapped the ring around them, locking it in place. Sam threw his head back and groaned loudly as he emptied his load down the pretty girl’s throat.

“There, that’s better now isn’t it” she cooed. “Now let me explain the program details to you.” The girl brought a laptop and opened it up. Here is your computer to use for access to our premier concierge service. Click here and you see a menu of lovely companions. See? I’m on page 107. There are about 500 ladies to choose from. You can browse to your heart’s content. Most girls have more than one picture, and many describe their interests, skills, or service specialties. When you’ve made your selection just click over here to make a reservation. Remember that you must select two every day. On the reservation form you can type in any special requests you may have. Most things are negotiable of course, within reason. Oh, and that bracelet I snapped on you. Don’t leave the hotel. It will actually activate automatically and slice off your balls if you do”. She said this last item so sweetly, yet he knew she was very serious. He could see a little blinking green LED light on the collar around his balls. “It turns red for 15 seconds, then snip!” she said. “I hope you enjoy our services, and remember, two each day. And good luck at the end!” With that she pulled on her top again and sashayed out of his room.

Wow that was incredible Sam thought to himself. Now satiated a little after the blow job, he started to peruse the web site. The girls really were the most incredible beauties he had ever seen, just as advertised. The he began to do the math. The first girl was only $10, the next one $20, the next $40, then $80, $160, $320, $640, $1,280, $2,560 and finally $5,120. By then the sum will have eaten up his winnings. So he had to select 10 girls, with the 10th one being his gambling play mate.

The first girl he chose was a busty blonde. She had a nice bush around her pussy, well trimmed but very yellow. He left a nice load there mid afternoon. The second girl was a short sandy haired girl who was quite athletic. She took his load while they frolicked in the bath tub filled with bubbles that evening. Number three was a Chinese girl who definitely tasted different “down there” than he had experienced before, but she made for quite a breakfast. The fourth & fifth sweeties were both brunettes, one with special hand skills and the other brought him over the edge right between her pendulous breasts. “Pearl necklace” he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep. By now he was getting a little worn out as you can imagine. Girl-7 & girl-8 were a blur to him. Number nine had to be special, so he arranged for his first experience with anal penetration. Gosh she was tight there.

Each day as Sam browsed the web page of selections, he kept focus on who his number-10 would be. Just then he heard a knock on the door. The girl who welcomed him to the program was back. “Mr. Johnson I do SO hope you’ve had a wonderful time. But still you have to look forward to what will certainly be the time of your life. We do want you ‘up for the occasion’ so to speak, so the manager has authorized me to let you get a good night’s sleep before your play date with your final play mate. But we do need to give her some notice so she is fresh too. Do you have a selection?” He did. Sam selected a voluptuous looking read head with an equally fiery bush. “Rachael I see. Well I must tell you she is a fabulous selection. We’ve never had a single complaint. She will be here at promptly noon tomorrow. Night-night. Sweet dreams. And if I were you, I’d not ‘walk the dog’ tonight. You’ll want to be 100% for Rachael. Trust me.” Again, she swayed to & fro as she left the room.

After a good night sleep and a wonderful breakfast, Sam answered a knock at the door right at noon. “Hi there big fella, I’m Rachael. Ready to play?’ She was even sexier in person than in the photos. “Here’s the deal. We will have wonderful foreplay, then sex. I’ll be on top. At just that ‘special moment’ I’ll toss the dice out of the cup onto the floor. We just use one dice, and the rules are simple. If it comes up one, you leave when we’re done. No debt, no winnings, no losses. If it comes up three, you get to check out with all your original winnings and parts. If it comes up five, you’ve hit the jackpot and go home with double winnings and both your balls. But if it comes up an even number as you cum up my cunt, then it’s bye-bye balls”. She began a writhing strip tease.

She then started a slow and wonderful blow job. The attention she paid to the rim around the base of his cock-head was driving Sam crazy. But she was the consummate professional and always stopped short of bursting his bubble. Finally she stationed herself on top of him, and positioned her pussy right over his nose. “Wanna little taste of my lucky pussy? Who knows, it might be your lucky pussy too. OR, it might be the pussy to separate your balls from your cock. Enjoy.” She squatted down onto his face and Sam drew in a wonderful waft of womanly aroma. His tongue tickled her clitoris until a nice flow of warm juices flooded his mouth. “Time for prime-time big guy” and Rachael climbed off his face and stationed her pussy right over Sam’s rigid pole. “Ready lover boy?” and with that she sunk down enveloping his member in the hottest and juiciest pussy he had ever felt. In her right hand the girl held the dice and rolled them around so he could see his fate in action. Up and down she pumped, and Sam didn’t last long. “Yahhhhhhhhhhh. Umph umph umph” he groaned and let loose the biggest load of his life. Just then Rachel flipped up the dice and Sam saw his future twist and turn as it tumbled to the floor.

Sam’s face turned pale when he saw the number. Clearly four dots were visible. “Oh dear me” she giggled as she grabbed a little remote control hidden in her hair clip and pressed a button. As she lifted herself off of Sam’s deflating pole he could clearly see the little LED on his ball-bracelet was glowing red now. “Oh no. No No. Shit, I’ll do anything, pay anything…” he ran around the room holding his balls. Rachael was busying herself with a tissue to hold in the giant wad that had just been injected into her pussy. “You know the rules of gambling. No getting out of it I’m afraid” she said as the seconds drifted by. With that Sam heard a CLICK and a terrible pain shot upwards through his body. He clutched his sides as his balls plopped to the floor.

“2-4-6-8 look what my little ball-ring ate”. Rachael gathered up his balls, dressed, and headed for the door. “Don’t forget, check-out time is 3 PM. Of course, I guess your balls have already checked out. Bye now”. And that was the last Sam ever saw of Rachael or his balls.

Jim Fox

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