Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Like any other night, darkness descended four years ago upon the city to reveal the true splendor of the casinos of Lightspring.

Casino Inferno was the most popular casino in the city of late. As was the custom of the establishment, an opening ceremony preceded the gambling.

There were excited whispers amongst the patrons gathered there that that night was going to be more memorable than others.

Upon the stage, the red curtains rose slowly at the appointed hour.

A group of salivating men had been crowding below the stage well ahead of time for their favorite non-gambling attraction the casino had to offer.

The owner of Casino Inferno was in the business of auctioning young women and had a good supply of rare beauties.

Before the auction began, the men in the audience were already giving in to their primal instincts.

With agonizing showmanship, the curtains finally rose high enough to reveal a large, ornate cage.

White sash spilled out through the bars from within the cage and fluttered with the breeze as if beckoning the hearts of men toward greater sin.

auction! Start the auction!”

contagious that it had tangibly raised the ambient temperature of the room, infecting even disinterested

with red motifs with a scantily clad young woman of exceptional beauty curled

As the men stared, stupefied with wonder, a breeze sent

mesmerizing face. She was clad in a long white dress that was scarcely thick enough to even keep her warm in the sweaty, humid air

crowd fell deathly silent as every eye was fixed on

contained a patron whose amber eyes were fixed upon the woman in the cage with a regal haughtiness as if he controlled her fate in

a token of

was clad in a white shirt. In the casino filled with debauchery and sin, his garment stood out as a beacon of

“When’s the show starting?”

is of the essence! One of us could be spending time with this beauty instead of standing around waiting

any longer,

not. I’m rock hard

man! Keep

stage burst

please! The auction is about to

the men impatiently. “Start the

the bidding starts at one million. Let the

“Two million!”

“Three million!”