A game of poker

"John?"

You're laying on the chair with Kristin Kreuk still on top of you, when you hear you name. You can't see who's calling you as Kristin's hair is in your face, and you have to sit up, your cock still inside the actress. It's Bruno. He's naked with his cock hanging down, and he's accompanied by another man from Dubai. They each have a woman on each arm who are in various stages of undress.

"John, I'd like you to meet the Crown Prince," Bruno says, and you realize that the other man is a very important person and rush to get to your feet, although clumsily so as you have to maneuver your cock out of Kristin before standing. You exchange greetings with the Crown Prince, who seems mild-mannered and speaks with a slight American accent. He probably received an education abroad, like many rich princes do. The 2 women around his arms are a blonde Scandinavian and a brunette Asian.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Bruno tells me you're a renowned reporter for the New York Tribune."

"Oh, I guess so," you stutter, surprised that Bruno would mention you to the Crown Prince. You wonder if this is all part of his charm offensive to get you to back off on your story about his daughter.

"Good. Well, a friend of Bruno's is a friend of mine. Come, join us." The Crown Prince doesn't wait for a response before turning away, and Bruno beckons for you to follow. You look at Kristin, then Bruno, and he tells you to bring her. Curious, you follow Bruno and the Crown Prince past the many debaucherous activities going on in the basement casino. On the way, you see Nazreen humping a guy against a craps table while another attempts to take her ass, and she jerks off 2 cocks alternately with her right hand.

Your group heads into a small side room that has bodyguards posted outside the door. They are stern looking men in suits and with submachine guns at their sides, and they seemed to be well-trained, not just from their physical looks, but also from their restraint at being to be unfazed by what's happening all around them. You couldn't do that job and stand around without having an erection or being tempted to jump on one of the many beautiful women present.

The small room has a poker table in the middle of it and there are 3 other men already there. The Crown Prince introduces you to them without mentioning who they are, but you assume they are just as powerful and important or they wouldn't be there. They each have more women by their side, and you feel slightly inadequate, with only 1 woman, even if it's Kristin Kreuk, with you. The dealer at the table is a statuesque Indian woman in a red, form-fitting sari. She smiles politely at you all and motions for you to sit around the table. Of course, there are only seats for the men, and the women have to either stand or sit on their companions' laps. You're seated between Bruno and the Crown Prince. Kristin chooses to stand behind you and rub your shoulders, giving you a massage with her soft hands.

As chips are issued, the dealer announces that the buy-in is $5 million dollars. Your eyes bulge and you quickly look to the door, thinking of a way to back out of the high stakes game, but Bruno leans over to you and whispers, "I've got you covered." He then chuckles, "Don't worry, I'm going to win everyone's money anyway."

You gulp and nod as the Indian woman deals the first hand.