Casino Policy

The guard spoke to Hawk. "While I understand your girlfriend's situation, I'm afraid nudity isn't permitted in the premises. If she can't cover herself, I'm going to have to ask you to cover her, uh, sensitive parts."

"Understood.", replied Hawk. He turned to the blindfolded Valerie, instructing her to stand still. She obeyed him, and she felt his clothed body slide up against her tied arms. The feeling of clothes on her skin, even if they were not hers, sent shivers in her body.

He wrapped his left arm around her chest, covering her left breast while he cradled the right one in his palm. With his right arm, he cupped her pussy firmly, and Valerie gasped as one of his fingers entered her.

"Is this good?", he asked the guard.

"Perfect.", came the reply. "Good evening, sir."

Valerie heard them leave, and despair welled up within her. There was no chance of finding any kind of clothes now - she was completely at Hawk's mercy, with no one else to help her.

She shivered as he pinched her nipple and began to rub her clit. "Walk with me.", he commanded.

She did as he said, moving her hips in sync with his as they slowly began to move. Each step would cause his finger to rub against her clit, sending a jolt of simulation in her body. She was soon wet as fuck, allowing Hawk to insert a second finger into her pussy. She wanted desperately to moan and whimper, her gag becoming wet with her saliva as she bit hard on it.

No way was this an appropriate way to walk, and yet she couldn't do anything but allow him to do as his pleased with her. She was struggling to stay sane, and any kind of protest was out of her limits.

What's worse, she heard him call attention to her as they moved through the premises. He would explain how she had done this to herself to anyone who would ask. He told them how she was his **** for the next day, and would have to obey all his orders. Concerned people would ask her if it was true, and she had **** but to nod in agreement.

She had become a spectacle. She was powerless, degraded - nothing more than Hawk's fucktoy. She contented herself by grinding her pussy around his fingers, wishing for her release to come. It was the only thing that could provide her any relief. Despite it inching closer and closer, it still felt agonizingly out of reach.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the ding of an elevator.

"....yeah, I'm about to head to my room.", she heard Hawk say to a guest he was talking to.

She had a sudden bout of clarity. This was her last chance to warn Hawk. She had completely lost track of time - she could only hope there was still some left.