Chapter One
Florentia Moenia casino live dealer room, Cotai, Macau
Special Administrative Region of China
The gambling videographer of the Florentia Moenia casino, Plum Bailey, zoomed in with her wall camera on the girl with light brown hair approaching live dealer table one at one in the morning. The girl's right hand showed a Mauboussin Alessandra ring made of yellow gold and diamonds, which she'd rarely seen, but appreciated, because it was elegant, and fetched a tag of seventy thousand dollars. Zooming in closer to the ring with the camera and freezing the image, she noticed that one of its diamond baguettes showed a small letter v carved within it. The Incomplete Triangle, shown by that letter v, told her that there was no doubt of the ring's origin. She knew about its significance, and she also knew that the ring was for her, a way out of the croupier and casino lifestyle. The good looking videographer ran her hand along her soft blondish hair, grabbing a phone receiver to talk to the croupier in charge of table one.
"Get that girl approaching your table, Lady Mulham is going to want to see her, she's wearing a Mauboussin ring. Expose her and then bring her to table two, I want her in room five by three in the morning, before the other guests reach table one and see her."
The girl listening to the order was another good looking croupier in her mid twenties, who liked to watch her asshole in the mirror when aroused. Nives Celsius watched Clarity sit down on a chair paired with her baccarat table, and she began to carry out the message of her supervisor, the videographer and acting boss of the live dealer rooms of the casino, broadcasting over the internet.
"Do you know this gaming area is not allowed for clients?"
"No," said Clarity.
"How did you get in?"
"A floor person told me to come here, I was looking for table one."
"No one is allowed here, this is a private area."
The Florentia Moenia was a rival of other casinos in Macau, large mega-gaming areas such as the Altira Macau, the Babylon, the Sands Macau, the Galaxy Rio, or the Venetian Macau. The word Moenia, meant 'the walls', in Latin, and so the name of the place literally meant 'the walls of Florence', reminding clients of the Italian city. The Florentia Moenia was less known than other casinos, and so it had come up with a more exclusive image, and a gambling service broadcasting over the web, which attempted to draw the attention of clients, those living outside of the local area of Macau. Potentially, those clients could come from anywhere in the world. But not anyone was allowed as client in the actual gaming rooms.
The croupier wearing a tag with the name Nives Celsius stepped closer to Clarity and slowly pulled down the zipper of her beige chino cotton pants, deftly unbuttoning the top button. In a single swift movement, she pulled down the pants of Clarity, leaving her in her adorable white crochet panties. She brushed her hands against the fabric of the garment, which was soaked. Clarity watched the croupier looking at a thin film of cum drenching her panties.
"You're soaking," said the croupier, "why are you so aroused?"
"I masturbated for two hours before coming here, I hadn't touched myself for more than two weeks."
Clarity felt helpless and somewhat ashamed about being so exposed in a public place. At the same time, she was very aroused, and she let her uninhibited sense of exhibitionism prevail over her sense of proper behavior. She loved the idea of being so helpless and unclothed in a casino. She also loved being submissive with women. They allowed her to feel free about expressing her sexuality naturally, without conforming to any particular pattern of what sexual behavior was supposed to be. The atractive croupier knelt under the table to take off Clarity's high heel sandals and pants. She grabbed Clarity's ankles and lifted both legs on the baccarat table. Clarity felt completely exposed.
"Grab your panties and show me what is underneath."
Clarity kneeled back against the back of her chair, moving her hip forward. She pushed aside her panties and showed the good looking croupier her bare lips and the area below. Nives Celsius ran her hand along the smooth, intimate flesh.
"Now reach for two cards to play a hand against the bank."
Clarity reached for two cards from a deck, feeling aroused. A nine and a two showed up.
"You are over nine, nine and two eleven, that's back to one."
Nives Celsius picked a card for the bank, a five.
"Pick a third card."
Clarity picked a four, adding her 'punto' stake to five. The croupier took a second card, a three, adding to eight.
"Bank wins, eight versus five. Now you have to stay here for two or three hours longer."
Nives lifted the arm of Clarity and held her hand, taking a closer look at the ring Clarity was wearing.
"This ring is not yours. Who is this ring for?"
"Someone is picking it up here, I'm not sure who is doing that."
"Where did you pick it up?"
"In Singapore, in a jewelry," said Clarity.
Nives turned away from Clarity, whispering into her headset for a few minutes. She was relaying the information to her supervisor, Plum. After a few minutes, she turned to Clarity again.
"Come with me."
Nives took Clarity by the hand and lowered her legs from the table. The Malibu teleoperator slipped her panties and walked slowly away from the baccarat table, towards another table behind them, led by a second croupier, a woman wearing the tag Julia Flaminia. The girls at the other tables were talking to the cameras showing the live dealer service to online users, acting as though nothing was happening around them.
"This woman is naughty Julia, she got inside the private gaming area which broadcasts over the internet," said Nives, "take her to the Sheik in room five and show him the ring she is wearing, until he buys it. Plum wants to leave tonight with him."
Nives pointed to Clarity.
"We are leaving with her, she'll be one of his new hostesses."
"We'll bring her there in a couple of hours, that's when he begins to look for women around him."