"Give me back my jacket you dumb cunt!" Julie's voice was as harsh as it had been and there was an edge to it that betrayed an even meaner side than M...rissa had already encountered. The blonde was slow to react to her command so she wasted no time grabbing the garment and physically hauling it off her, sending Marissa sprawling on her face on the dirty baize of the table. As she lay there and slowly lifted her face up she saw 'Big John' and his two friends walk languidly into the room having. At the end of the day, I had sold off all my clothes except for two lacy thongs, four mini skirts, three tube tops and four tank tops. I got a small bundle of cash that just barely kept me going until payday finally came at the casino.The pit clerk job was boring and sometimes I had little or nothing to do. I'd be there in my mini skirt and a tank tee or tube top, sometimes counting cards, or running ratings on the computer or doing little cleanup jobs on the tables and pit stand. Most of the. I told him it was one thing to bend a man's will to yours, but if you broke it too badly, the guy would freak. Well, Bruiser sat on this thought for over a week. Then a guy named Donny, a petite little fucker, who'd just finished his third day, took a butter knife to Bruiser."Bruiser had no problems disarming the guy and putting him in the hospital, but it had scared him. He might be the toughest fuck in the world, but a sneak attack just might find his Achilles' heel. So, he sent for me, ready. So far I had managed to limit myself to sneaking a look in Steph’s underwear drawer and only briefly opening the wardrobe to see her collection of dresses. That was three days ago. I turned around and looked down at the bed. My cock was already quivering at the thought of wearing her delicately embroidered yellow summer dress, with its frilly white hemline. I told myself that I needed to remember exactly where I had found it, and made a mental note. I pulled the curtains shut and then stripped.