Of course he does.

“Showdown time, behold!” She shouted, slamming her cards down on the table and dropping her poker face entirely. “Ah-hahahahahahaha! A royal flush of hearts! Straight from a newly-shuffled deck, no less! What have you managed to–” She stopped. Her jaw dropped open. Shuichi’s hand, much to her shock and awe, was another royal flush. A tie, which by her own rules meant that he had won.

“I… th-that’s… no… No! No, no, no !” Unable to contain herself any longer, she flew into a fit of rage. Her eyes burned with a fire that Shuichi had never seen before. She shrieked, “You CHEATER! How could you possibly have gotten a goddamn royal flush at the same time as me?! It’s inconceivable!” Shuichi recoiled in surprise at her sudden anger. Her distinguished accent was completely gone, replaced by an almost gruff but still haughty tone.

“I’ve been gambling for more than a decade, and not even once have I seen something like this occur! Do you have any, any idea what the odds are of two royal flushes occurring in a row? 1 in 553,700,847,700! And you expect me to believe for even a second that you can just pull that kind of stunt with zero previous experience with gambling?! No one on earth is that lucky, not even me!”

She leapt out of her chair and stormed over to Shuichi’s side, snatched his cards from the table, and inspected each and every one. They were legitimate. She had been watching his hands the entire match, so she was positive that he couldn’t have been pulling the kinds of stunts she had been. Furious, she tore into the remainder of the deck, her face turning from its usual pale white to a hot pink, as she inspected all 52 of the cards. “You stupid, lecherous son-of-a-bitch! Did you just come here to mock me? I have never been so thoroughly humiliated in my entire gambling career!” Her voice quivered with fury and her whole body shook with anger.

“I-I-I’m sorry. Look, if you’re really that upset over it, you can have your money back. Really, I just need enough for the bus fare back home,” Shuichi confessed, more terrified of Celeste now than he wanted his cash.

“I couldn’t give two shits about the money anymore, I have more of it than you can possibly imagine, more than you could ever hope to take from me. No, what I can’t stand, is you and your stupid fucking luck or whatever the hell it is! No matter what I do, I can’t seem to figure you out!” She screamed, her hands gripping her scalp and nearly tearing her own hair out. “You’re the only person in my entire goddamn life that I just can’t get a read on! You’re supposedly the Ultimate John, and you play like you’ve stolen my title of Ultimate Gambler right out of my hands, but you act like you’ve never touched a pair of dice or playing cards in your worthless existence! You’re just a piece-of-shit peasant, and yet you think that you can just waltz in here and defeat me!? How is it possible!? How!? I… I can’t…”

Her voice grew hoarse from the shouting, and slowly she began to calm down, panting and catching her breath, still standing completely naked in front of her opponent.

Finally, as the excess blood left her face, she was left simply blushing, looking completely **** in front of Shuichi. She cleared her throat, her posh foreign accent returning. “Ahem… I, er… I apologize for acting in such a brutish manner. I still have one more game that you might be interested in. You have earned that right, as the first-ever victor of the Ultimate Gamble.” She smiled once more, a bit of confidence returning. “I have one final bet for you to take, Mr. Saihara. I offer you the chance to multiply your winnings from the Ultimate Gamble, turning 50 million into 100 million, 200 million, or even more. The only catch… is that you must play and win a game of condom roulette.”

“Condom roulette?” He asked, both riding high on his recent win and slightly terrified at the outburst the black-haired gambler had just created. Despite losing her cool completely, she was now fully recovered and sported her usual classy smile. “What on earth is that?”

“It’s quite simple, really. I will present you with six condoms,” she began, walking over to another small round table decorated like a roulette wheel by the windows. “At your discretion, I will puncture between one to five of the six condoms, allowing you to set the difficulty of this last bet yourself. The number of condoms punctured will determine the multiplier for your winnings. One condom will double them, two shall quadruple, and so on. I shall then spin the wheel, and after their order is thoroughly unknown, you will choose one to wear, and you will ravage me however you like - though, you will not be allowed to pull out at any time once you are inside me. If you choose a good condom, then you get to walk away with your money and the knowledge that you managed to best me in both gambling and the bedroom; but if you choose a bad one, then you still owe me all your winnings. Is that easy enough to understand? It is your choice if you do not wish to participate, but I would be happy to demonstrate that none of the condoms are defective or already compromised.”

To prove her point, she beckoned Shuichi into the bathroom down the hall. There, she opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a sealed box of condoms. Opening the package, she unwrapped seven of the latex tubes. She leaned over and started filling one of them in the sink, giggling as she saw him in the mirror leering at her ass.

“I am very glad that you have a sense of appreciation for this body of mine, but perhaps you should focus on this for the moment?” She lifted the now-full condom up in the air, and tapped it with her finger. The water inside sloshed around and the surface of the sac stretched and jiggled, but it held fast. At least, until she swiped it with her claw ring and the contents sprayed out back into the sink, small droplets of water splashing on her stomach. Strutting back to the rec room, she placed the remaining six condoms on the faux roulette wheel. “What would you like the difficulty to be, mister lucky?”

Shuichi thought long and hard about his prospects. Even a hundred million yen, when added to his current winnings of fifty million from the lower floors, would be enough to keep him satisfied for the rest of his life, assuming he invested them into his savings account and didn’t blow every last yen on escorts or crazy statues. Satisfied with his odds, he declared, “Puncture only one condom. I’m going to play it safe.”

“Playing it safe indeed, though a rather cautious move from someone who has surpassed all odds up to this point. But perhaps it is best that you tread carefully… after all, if I do get pregnant, you can expect to pay for child support,” she replied, bringing one condom up and pricking it with the pointed end of her claw. Setting it back down on the roulette, she prepped for a moment, looking up at Shuichi to ensure he was ready, and spun the wheel as hard as she could.

Despite Shuichi’s best efforts to keep track of the punctured condom, the wheel quickly became a blur. He was undeterred, however, given his track record so far. His odds were five in six to succeed, so he decided to enjoy himself to the fullest. He confidently grabbed the condom closest to him when the wheel stopped, and looked at his nude host expectantly.

“Is that your final choice? Very well; let us take things to my bedroom.” She nodded, and began leading him down the carpeted hallway once more, into the closest door to the elevator. Celeste stole glances behind her as she saw him continuing to stare at her body. The “duchess” smirked and reveled in the kinds of things it was likely doing to the young man.

Celeste’s bedroom was a thing of splendor. An ornate double king bed, draped in satin sheets, with more pillows than Shuichi could count. The room was currently lit with oil lanterns similar to those found in the hallway, as well as a scented candle or two, which provided the pleasant scent that permeated the whole area. Though a wide doorway there was a massive walk-in closet complete with mirrors from multiple angles. She also had a large bookcase, though many of the books were in English, French, or Italian, and all of them were titles he’d never heard of before. There was also an enormous window taking up an entire wall of her bedroom, impressively thick glass overlooking the front of the casino and providing a spectacular view of not only the road below, but also the entire moonlit desert landscape, as well as the bright lights of the city illuminating the horizon. Last but not least, an enormous throne sat facing the giant window, its plush velvet seat big enough for at least two people, sporting an intricate carved frame with gold trim; the perfect place for a gambling queen to overlook her empire.

Turning to her partner, Celeste made a proposal. “Now, while I would be perfectly content if you simply wanted to fuck me and get things over with, I certainly wouldn’t mind if you wished to spend a nice long while together; make love until the wee hours of the morning, or at least until you blow your top. After such a resounding success against the gambling queen of Japan, even I can agree you’ve earned the right to have your way with me.” She walked over to the throne, sitting upright and leaning forward. “My only restriction is that you may only orgasm when inside me and wearing your chosen condom, as per the rules. Anything premature will result in your forfeit, so please don’t get too carried away with your affection, regardless of how irresistible you find me. With that being said, do you care to give me a taste of what you can do, Mr. Saihara?”

She looked on expectantly as he began slowly removing his clothes, after carefully setting his condom down on the bedside table. His jacket came next, the bluish-black color standing boldly against the deep reds, grays, and browns of the bedroom. Celeste was enjoying the strip-tease show he was putting on very much; he had clearly done this before.

“The rumors about him seem more and more plausible by the second,” she thought to herself.

He followed with his tie, which he pulled off in one swift motion; a quick tug and it was unraveled in his hand, before being tossed aside. With that out of the way, he began undoing the buttons that held his undershirt on. His hands worked their way from his collar down to his waistline, where he untucked it and finally slid it off his back. Celeste inhaled sharply as she saw his surprisingly fit and toned chest, and the visible muscles on his arms.

“My my, you are in rather good physical condition for someone of your inclination. I look forward to testing your stamina.” She teased him in a flowery voice, and began cupping her breasts as she continued watching him strip.

“Oh, um, thank you for the compliment I suppose.” Shuichi timidly replied. “But it’s not all that impressive. I just spend time working out every night.”

“Nonsense. You have a very nice body in my eyes. One that I think any woman would desire.” Celeste answered as she bit the corner of her lip and gazed down at his abs and crotch, imagining what he was hiding in there.

After pulling off his shoes and socks, he slid off his dress slacks, the black fabric dropping to his ankles before he stepped out of them. He stood there for a minute or two, watching her continue playing with her chest while she smiled at the easily-visible bulge in his underwear. “Well? Don’t leave me in suspense, dear boy… let’s see what you’re packing!”

Celeste felt a heat in her chest as Shuichi slowly pulled off his last article of clothing, his penis already fairly erect, springing forth as he pulled back the waistband. He wasn’t the biggest she had seen, but she was positive that the pleasure he was going to provide would surpass anything she’d be able to do on her own.

“ Ooh-la-la … That’s quite the big specimen you got there~” Celeste ogled his manhood. “And to think I will have it all to myself just for tonight.”

Shuichi grabbed the condom and slowly rolled it down his length. She scooted forward slightly on the chair, opening her arms in a welcoming embrace as he approached her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and planted a light kiss on her cheek, before plopping down adjacent to her and beginning the activities.

The gambler didn’t even have a chance to offer any directions, Shuichi immediately began kissing her neck, but gently enough not to leave any marks. His hands began sliding down from her shoulders, pressing her arms against her sides as he felt her skin for the first time.

Shuichi took a deep breath. “You smell so nice, Celeste.”

“Mmmm, yes, it would be rather unbecoming for a woman of my stature to not practice proper hygiene at all times…” she mused, pleased that her skin was soft and clean as a result. He moved on to her breasts, his sizable palms squeezing and gripping them with ease. This earned him a strong blush from his partner, who although she didn’t say it, was flattered that he appreciated her chest regardless of its size. Her breath hitched in her throat as his thumbs tweaked and rolled around her nipples, which were already perky and red due to her previous exposure to the cool air of the rec room. “Ahh, very good,” she praised him, her voice a sultry whisper.

She reached up and gingerly held his face while he continued toying with her mounds, pulling him in for a deep kiss. It caught him by surprise, her tongue invading his mouth and tasting him. However, after only a few moments he fought back, his own tongue twisting and tangling with hers as they continued swapping spit. This dance continued for several minutes, loud wet noises muffled by the padded, soundproof walls. Shuichi became even bolder, pushing Celeste’s tongue back into her own mouth, and digging deep around her oral cavity.

Celeste could still sense some hesitation in his actions. Thinking quickly, she decided to challenge the young man’s dominance. She moaned her approval, before playfully biting down on his invading tongue, earning a surprised yelp from the aroused office worker, who broke the kiss.

“Ow!” He looked surprised, and he hesitated instead of moving back in on her.

“Heh, my apologies. That was an accident, it will not happen again.” Celeste then reached for Shuichi's hand, pampering it with an affectionate amount of kisses to repay him for biting his tongue. “You are doing a wonderful job, however. Would you mind showing me what else you can do?”

In response, the young man smirked, and pushed her with considerable ****, the two of them landing with a whumpf on the large cushion. Celeste found herself nearly on her back, the black-haired boy straddling her leg. She couldn’t help but notice his shaft pressing against her thigh. Assuming he was preparing to penetrate her, she began to chastise him. “Awww, can’t hold it any long–eek!” She was promptly proven wrong as she felt a finger press against her crotch.

Shuichi recalled his time with Korekiyo, and doubled down on the feeling burning inside him. “Hmmm, what was that? It seems you have forgotten, so let me give you a reminder, I was the one setting the pace, here. I did beat you at your own game, remember?” Shuichi then began to tease her by slowly rubbing his fingers around the edge of her vulva.

She glared daggers at him briefly for his insubordination, but since they were just getting started, she softened her gaze and played along. “Y-you’re absolutely right, of course. And you are certain–oooohhhh–certainly doing a decent job so far…” She shuddered as his fingers returned to explore her nethers, the region already suitably wet and sticky. Opening her legs wider to give him easier access, Celestia relaxed her body and prepared for him to go to work.

And work he did, his dexterous finger quickly invading her nethers, followed by another, and yet another. He began kissing up and down her neck and shoulders as he continued to pleasure her. He worked her pussy, feeling her wet folds coat his hand in arousal in mere seconds. Every time he pushed deeper, he could feel her walls tense up considerably, almost as though she were trying to fight the intrusion.

For Celeste, however, she wasn’t just fighting the urge to buck her hips. She resisted the urge to put the impudent boy in his place, her injured pride only just barely being overridden by her commitment to her game’s rules. Her breathing was getting heavier, and her heart was pounding in her chest. She fought against her desires, gritting her teeth as his fingers stirred up her outer folds. “I swear… if I end up cumming before he does… I can’t believe this is happening…” She mentally **** herself to calm down a bit. After what seemed like an eternity of foreplay, she pulled away from her partner, whose stamina had been thoroughly proven.

“Goodness gracious… you have truly earned your reputation, Mr. Saihara.” She panted, her loins nearly as rosy as her cheeks. “But I think it’s high time for us to put your luck to the final test, hmm?”

He coolly reminded her: “That’s my call to make, don’t forget. But, luckily for you, I was thinking the same thing.”

Chuckling, she pulled an about-face, her back to the young man as she sat herself down directly in front of his length, wrapping her buttocks around it and grinding up and down ever-so-slowly. By this point her whole posterior was slick with her juices from the rather messy fingering session, so as she rocked her hips up and down it served to lubricate everything quite nicely. He grunted again, and she took it as a sign that he was ready for the main event. “Now remember: no pulling out until you end up filling your condom or me, got it?”

The boy nodded, apparently too aroused to speak. Instead, he reached forward and grabbed ahold of her dainty hips, lifted her up a few inches, and slowly began to impale her.

“Haaaaahhhhh~” Celeste exhaled loudly as she felt his cock breach her entrance. She’d enjoyed his fingers inside her immensely, but this was on another level. She was thankful that he couldn’t see the embarrassing expression on her face: she was biting her lip hard from the pleasure of it all, much to her own dismay. Her hands clenched into fists as she continued to be penetrated, the experience feeling arduously long and drawn-out. Much to her relief, she finally felt a bump in her abdomen as he bottomed out, his cockhead pressing against the back end of her vagina. “Ooh, darling, your lap ought to be my new throne! Such a perfect fit. If you’d lost the game I don’t think I would have ever let you leave~” she teased, reaching down and fondling his balls, earning a pleased whimper from him.

“Then it’s a shame you underestimated me, Celeste,” Shuichi’s tone changed once again, giving a devilish smirk to the girl sitting on his dick. He reached up with one hand and began caressing her hair, the other hand cupping one of her breasts. “You could have had me all to yourself, but instead it’s the other way around.”

“Hmph, getting cocky, are we…?” She expected him to start thrusting, but instead he simply held her butt down, practically joining their hips together. Celestia began gently rubbing circles around her womb, swooning as she felt pulses inside her lower region as her partner’s heartbeat pounded almost loud enough for her to hear. “Agh, come on you lucky bastard, move already! ” she thought to herself while she stewed in her lust, squirming and trying to coax Shuichi into moving. At long last, he exhaled deeply and began thrusting his hips into hers, causing her to gasp in surprise.

He started off slow, with Celeste bouncing on his rod while he pistoned up into her. The soft cushion of the throne made the experience rather wobbly, so Shuichi pushed her forwards, scooting along with her until both of their feet were solidly on the floor. She grunted, her breathing still a bit strained from their prolonged activities. Her love tunnel was tight , and at their current pace she could feel every vein on the young man’s member as it slid against her folds. She swirled her hips, jostling his cock around and rubbing every inch she could.

“Nnnnnh, that’s more like it!” she squealed. His hand traversed from her hair to her other breast, and he began massaging her erogenous zones from top to bottom. “Yes! More! Come on!” Celeste growled, eager for him to keep up the pleasure. Obliging, he proceeded to clutch her tight and stand up, grunting as he bore their combined weight, something likely only possible thanks to his recent workout sessions.

“Oh my! Where are you taking me now!?” Celeste asked, startled by his sudden action. With each step he took down from the throne, her petite body jostled and shook, her hair bouncing and bobbing like springs. It felt amazing, but not nearly as what he did next. Arriving at the giant window, he repositioned his hands onto her hips and leg, twisting her body until her right leg was hooked over his shoulder, giving him an excellent angle to begin thrusting up into her even harder.

Celeste found herself up against her beautiful whole-wall window, her naked body being pressed into the shiny glass. Her face was beet red; it was dark out and they were up quite high, so she wasn’t particularly worried about being seen, but the possibility of an eagle-eyed pedestrian was still non-zero. “I can’t believe this… being railed against my window like a common slut, how utterly humiliating!” she groaned internally to herself. “My beautiful skin being smeared around, this is going to leave an absolutely awful imprint, it will take hours to clean! But fuck, it feels so good! ” In this position, Shuichi was able to pick up the pace, and she continued to beg him for more. “Yeesssssss!” She hissed, unable to hide her ecstasy. “Harder, harder! Give it to me good!”

And so Shuichi did. In fact, he was so good that she began feeling a heat building in her core. “D-dammit! No, it’s too soon!” She silently cursed her body for being so aroused by the experience; she tried to hold back her impending orgasm, but it was too late. “ M-mon dieu …” Her breath caught in her throat as the pleasure overflowed. She squeezed her eyes shut, her one standing leg wobbling as she struggled to remain stable on it. The black-haired woman felt a clench from her nethers, and a wet splat rang out over the sound of flesh against flesh. Looking down, she saw a glistening clear liquid splattered all over Shuichi’s bare legs: she’d just squirted all over them.

“Oh? Looks like you couldn’t quite handle things,” Shuichi wiped the liquid off her loins and tasted it in his mouth seductively. “Don’t worry, I think you look pretty cute when you’re cumming, too. Do you mind if I keep going, my Duchess?”

She gritted her teeth; she absolutely despised being talked down to. “Y-you’re lucky that I like you, or else I’d be slitting your condescending little throat right now...” she moaned, weakly brandishing her claw ring, its sharp metal glinting in the moonlight. By this point she was feeling so good that she simply decided the annoyance would be worth it. Shuichi certainly didn’t seem to mind either, increasing his pace as he pounded her pussy.

After another couple minutes of this, Celeste felt another tug on her lower half: her sex partner flipped her leg that was already around his shoulder over his head and around to the other side, rotating her body another 90 degrees; facing him. He wrapped his hands around her back and pulled her towards him, which she reciprocated by wrapping her legs around his pelvis, clamping their genitals together. She squeezed her abdominal muscles, trying to squeeze and work over his cock while it was so deep inside. She could tell easily that his pulse was very rapid, clearly he wasn’t far away from hitting his limit. Indeed, as she suspected, he pulled their conjoined forms away from the glass and carried her over to her gigantic bed and proceeded to press her down into the soft mattress, placing his full weight on top of her. By this point both he and his partner were on cloud nine, kissing and moaning and panting like wild animals. Then, Celestia heard Shuichi grunt, and his breathing picked up speed. She knew exactly what was about to happen, and she immediately began goading him on.

“Come on Shuichi, let’s see what that lucky dick of yours can do!” she cried out. This was the moment of truth. Shuichi gave one last burst of speed, his balls slapping against her ass. Celeste closed her eyes, focusing in preparation for the moment. She heard him let out a long moan, sensed him press his condom-covered penis as far inside her as it would go–

–and felt a spurt of hot semen splash against her cervix.

“Oh!” she moaned out, and felt her partner twitching as he began to pump a hefty load down into her womb. “Ohhhhhh~!” Her toes curled, her body began to shudder, and she squeezed her legs tightly around Shuichi’s back as the warm sensation of being creampied brought her to orgasm. Her walls pulsed and sucked on him, draining his testes of every last drop they had. Her mouth lay agape as she continued to be wracked by pleasure. Then, as her mind began to clear, she realized exactly what had just happened: she had won.

“Ffffuuuucckk yessssss!” She exclaimed, before this new revelation brought a second orgasm upon her. She reached up to her partner and **** their lips together, moaning as she both thanked the clueless office worker for the experience and celebrated her final victory over him. Her heart raced and pounded in her ears, and she could feel him continuing to throb and pulse down where they were joined. The two of them stayed like this for several minutes, their sweaty naked bodies pressed together while they panted breathlessly. Shuichi, who at this point was still woefully unaware of his condom’s failure, kept writhing with the beautiful gambler as she shook from the endorphins coursing through her veins.

Finally coming down from her high, Celestia broke her kiss and whispered sweetly in her partner’s ear, “Thank you, Shuichi. That was perhaps the greatest night of pleasure I have experienced in my entire life.”

“Yeah, I feel the same way.” Shuichi said happily, panting as he too calmed down from orgasm. “That was incredible.”

“However… I’m afraid I have some extremely bad news for you.”

Slowly sitting upright and lowering her legs from around Shuichi’s waist, the pale woman shivered as her partner pulled his deflating shaft from her snatch. Glancing down, the office worker grimaced as he saw a few drops of cum dribble from her entrance, his broken condom having split completely open from the **** of his orgasm.

“Shit…this can’t be happening!” Shuichi swore. “The odds were so in my favor too… there’s no way my luck could have failed now!”

Celeste crossed her legs, clenching her inner muscles to stop any more of his seed from pouring out. Placing a hand on her belly, she scooted to the edge of the bed and stood up, walking past the large, and now significantly smudged, window, and sitting down on a well-padded leather chair behind a desk, turning on a monitor. “I am afraid all good things must come to an end, Mr. Saihara. As per our agreement, you now owe me 100 million yen. Since only half of that is accounted for by your casino winnings today, the remainder will be debited directly from your personal funds.”

The color immediately drained from Shuichi’s face. He scrambled to his feet, shocked. “W-w-what?! But you said I owed you my winnings, w-which was exactly 50 million! Hold on, this wasn’t part of our–”

“I’m sorry, perhaps you didn’t understand. Indeed, I said your penalty for cumming inside me was that I would take your winnings. However, I did not mean only your previous winnings from the lower floors; I meant your projected winnings from this match, which in your case is 100 million yen. Your points earned in the casino earlier do not cover that amount, so the remaining funds are being withdrawn from your bank account as we speak.” She paused, tapping a few keys on the keyboard.

“Luckily for you, it would seem that you have… exactly enough funds to cover the transaction. Right down to the last yen.” She would normally be much more surprised at such a coincidence, but by this time supernaturally strange occurrences did not faze her. She merely chuckled, turning the monitor to show him his account balance was now exactly zero. “Regardless, if you had simply asked for clarification, I would have told you as much. But it would seem your mind - and perhaps another part of you - was otherwise occupied at the time, and now you are paying the price for it.” Celeste’s tone was cold and emotionless as she walked over to their combined pile of clothes and began tossing Shuichi’s garments at him. “I suggest you get dressed, one of my personal bodyguards will be on their way shortly to escort you out. We only serve paying patrons, and it looks like you have nothing left to pay with.”

“B-b-b-but… please! You can’t do this!” The office worker cried out, tears beginning to flow from his eyes.

“Oh, but I can, and I will. I won’t have you thinking that I’ve duped you or double-crossed you, either. This is what we agreed upon, and your failure to properly understand the stakes at play are your fault, and yours alone. And I hope you haven’t forgotten–” She turned towards him, her trademark smile on her lips as she rubbed her belly, “–that if I become pregnant, I will contact you again to arrange for recurring child support payments. It’s only fair that you take responsibility for your actions, non ? Though it is certainly a pity you are simply broke, rather than indebted to me. I believe you would have made a wonderful servant, though perhaps a reckless father…” she mused, a faraway gaze in her eyes.

A quiet ding emanated from the hallway, and a burly man dressed in a tuxedo emerged through the doorway. Without a word, he grabbed the half-dressed Shuichi and pulled him towards the elevator. He yelled desperately, wriggling against the strong man: “Celeste!!! P-please wait! I–” His struggle was cut off as a pair of thin, frilly red panties were placed over his head.

“Consider this a parting gift for showing me such a good time. I really have not had an experience like that in all my life. Should our paths cross once more, I certainly hope we will be able to do battle again. You are truly an incredibly interesting individual, Shuichi.” Celestia waved her hand good-bye, and with a final heave, the bodyguard squeezed himself and the black-haired office worker into the small elevator. The doors closed a moment later, officially ending his stay with the Ultimate Gambler.

A short while later in the penthouse, Celestia Ludenberg exited her private bathroom wearing a crimson bathrobe, though if anyone were to glance underneath the soft fabric, it would be obvious she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

In her hand, she grasped a small white box containing morning-after pills. She’d never had anyone make it far enough in the Ultimate Gamble to actually risk getting her pregnant, but despite her posturing about child support payments she had no real desire to have a baby, and she was always prepared for every possibility.

Given her life-long goal to be pampered and live a life of luxury, taking care of a child wasn’t her idea of regal life. And while she could simply enlist the services of a nanny or caretaker, that idea didn’t sit right with her.

She’d tried her best to clean her vagina of Shuichi’s sperm, but the majority of it remained locked away in her womb, creating an unfamiliar warm tingling sensation when she moved around. Her walk was also somewhat awkward and unsteady; her legs still felt like jelly after all the strenuous activity and pleasure.

Carrying the white box over to her rec room, she glanced over at the roulette table with the five remaining condoms on it. “It is a shame that you underestimated me, Mr. Saihara. Whether you chose the broken condom mattered not. The only thing that was important was that when you’re making rough, passionate love to a beautiful lady, you should at least make sure that the condom is not of the extra thin variety.” Celeste chuckled pridefully to herself. “You see, Shuichi, that’s the secret of all the world’s best gamblers; when the stakes are that high, you never actually leave anything to chance.”

Celeste smiled happily at the serendipity of the whole event as she sat down at her poker table where the most unusual match in her gambling career had just transpired. She opened the box, and shook a pill into her palm. Bringing it to her lips, she opened her mouth… and hesitated.

The woman took a thorough glance at the final hands that had been played: a tie of royal flushes.

“Absolutely astounding… dual royal flushes, eh? I wonder… what kind of luck would the two of us produce in unity? It might create the greatest gambler of all time, one who could surpass even my skills, raised in the proper care...” Her eyes sparkled with ambition, a somewhat goofy smile adorning her face.

She then quickly shook her head, dispelling these thoughts, her posh accent slipping a bit. “What am I saying? That two-bit broke loser does not deserve to create offspring with me. I don’t even know the first thing about raising a child, and he probably doesn’t either.” She brought the pill to her lips once more, but yet again, she paused before she could put it in her mouth, sighing.

Sneaking her free hand under her bathrobe, she began fondling her breasts, moaning quietly as she remembered his touch.

“They’re ‘beautiful’, are they?” Thoughts of Shuichi’s compliments and genuine admiration of her body flooded her mind. “Why did his remarks feel so different? I cannot count the number of men who have complimented my beauty throughout the years. Certainly, he was upfront with his appreciation of my less-than-ideal bosom, and he was undoubtedly a gentleman… most of the time. He should feel grateful I didn’t bill him for smudging and smearing my beautiful window. But our time together certainly felt wonderful, I cannot deny; perhaps the best I’ve felt in years.”

She let out a long sigh, then set the pill down next to the box. “Fine… let me see if his seed deserves a chance to grow.”

She grabbed the playing cards, stripping out any of the extras she’d smuggled in during their poker match. Shuffling the cards with her own eyes closed, she thought of only one card: her favorite, the queen of hearts.

“Showdown time.”

She grabbed a single card from the top of the freshly-shuffled deck, and flipped it over. An enormous grin came to her lips.

“Ha ha ha, la vie est drole … life is amusing, indeed.”