Casino Chimaera

Scylla: Part I

Jack looked around the large space, it’s vaulted ceilings glimmering as the reinforced glass refracted lights through the pool above. He could barely make out the shape of the building looming over the water feature with the oddly quiet bursts of firework light filtering through to the ballroom below. He was so enraptured by the sight he didn’t notice someone move in behind him.

“It’s really quite beautiful, isn’t it?” The voice was sweet and sighing, like the sound of someone lost in memory. It’s softness was probably the only reason Jack didn’t jump clean out of his suit in surprise, his heart just electing to beat twice as fast instead. He turned to face the voice’s owner and was met by a woman slightly shorter than he, wearing a deep red dress embroidered in golden thread. Looking closer he made out what looked like twisting knots of organic shapes, like the old Celtic designs and tattoos but considerably more chaotic.

Her Mask was as ornate as her dress, and just as red. An octopus head sat just between her eyes, with some tentacles winding out over her cheeks meeting up with the others that arced up over her eyebrows, framing her deep blue eyes in the process. He found himself staring into those emerald orbs before blinking his mind into control and staring back out into the ballroom.

“Yeah,” he managed, before realising a single word was probably not the best answer he could give “Yeah, they must have a wave generator or something to get those great patterns though.” He indicated the dull strobing of criss-crossed shapes on the ballroom floor. Another moment of contemplation later and he offered his hand to the woman politely. “Jack. Jack Davies.”

She took his hand with a smile, “Ruby.” He shook it slowly hoping for more, but settled for the one word answer as she pulled him towards the dance floor. “Come.” Jack followed, stepping cautiously down to the marble floor before turning to take Ruby by the waist as they slid into the slow waltz being played by the quartet across the hall.

“So…” The whole experience so far had come so quickly - from getting the suit to waltzing in less than an hour – Jack mind barely had time to catch up.

“So?” Ruby replied cheekily. Her eyebrow was cocked up at the man who was desperately searching for something better than ‘Nice weather we’re having’.

“So Ruby… That’s a nice name.”

The woman laughed but kept dancing in time. “Kinda new to this aren’t you.”

“How’d you guess?” Jack smiled back amused at his attempted small talk.

“Okay, lesson for the uninitiated. These sorts of events tend to be for those that can afford more than just the ball… if you know what I mean.” Ruby looked up at Jack with a knowing grin, breaking into a toothy smile when she saw it sink in.

“Ah…” Jack’s steps faltered, but Ruby pushed him right back on course. “I should probably say-“

“Say nothing.” Ruby squeezed his hand as they twirled from one section of the dancefloor to another. “Miss Smith already filled us in. You are the one who saved to come here, right?” Jack coughed and looked side to side, embarrassed at his net worth compared to those around him. “Hey,” She turned her body in such a way as to force his eyes onto hers “Nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, we’re all the more impressed at you coming than anyone else.”

“What?” The word was out before Jack could stop it. “I mean, why?”

“Miss Smith read us your emails.” Jack turned a deep shade of red, all the squeezing from Ruby’s hand unable to comfort the man. “You really have a thing for the ancient ‘supernatural’ stuff, don’t you?”

Jack sighed. “From as early as I can remember I’ve loved the stories of Jason and the Argonauts, the trials of Heracles, St. George and the Dragon…” his eyes glazed over momentarily before he snapped back to the present. “It’s all so interesting. Not so much the tales, but the beings. So many authors having similar accounts of peoples and creatures that - while not entirely human – shared the world with us.”

“But why come to Vegas? Why come here?” Ruby seemed genuinely interested, and Jack was happy to oblige.

“I don’t get out much. Someone suggested I take a weekend and go to Vegas. Out of interest I jumped online and did a search for casinos. The news article about this charity event was the first result and it just seemed like Fate, y’know.”

Ruby smirked through a chuckle, her gaze falling on a table of three elderly ladies. One of them raised her martini glass, winking. As Jack turned to look where his dance partner was looking Ruby brought his attention back to her. “Fate or no, you’re here now. So just enjoy the night.” The man nodded the red having gone from his face as he focused on the woman in the red dress before him.

The two danced for what seemed like an age before the music stopped and their attention was brought to the main staircase. Miss Smith announced the arrival of the establishments owner, though Jack was too absorbed by Ruby’s presence to register what was going on. Once announcements were out of the way the music started up again. This time the string quartet playing baroque versions of modern songs, Jack picking out ‘Thriller’ as the crowd around the staircase dispersed.

Eventually they were seated at one of the tables and Food was brought out. The dinner was more a feast than anything else, with mains brought out for each individual while whole platters of food were delivered to each table containing everything from shrimp cocktails to quail eggs. Dinner progressed as Jack was pulled into a conversation with the man seated next to him; some investment banker who was far too proud of the marble busts in his New York penthouse.

Dessert was followed by the announcement of an open bar and a change back to the more partnered-dance music from before, Ruby dragging Jack away from the businessman for his own sanity and back to the dance floor. It didn’t take long before Jack noticed the various employed men and women partnered off with the guests, some getting particularly intimate while others leaving the ballroom entirely.

The man’s smile turned sallow as he made a few connections he had only glanced on earlier. Ruby noticed the change. “What’s wrong?” She squeezed his hand again.

“Look,” Jack said, pulling them off to the side of the dance floor “I think I get what’s going on, and I need to say upfront. I don’t mind if other people are, y’know… paying for, uh… ‘extra’ services.” He cleared his throat, the wine from the evening having done it’s best to remove inhibitions but not enough to prevent him from being quite so nervous. “But I don’t have anything left.”

“Don’t have anything left?” Ruby repeated for clarification.

“Between late flights and lost luggage, I’ve ended up spending everything I saved for the ‘Vegas experience’. I can’t afford-” Ruby cleared her throat cutting him off. Jack looked down to her ocean-blue eyes and kept his mouth shut. He knew that look.

“You’re right, tickets to this ball came with certain privelages, if the guest wanted to continue the night beyond this room then we certainly have that offer open.” The look on Ruby’s face softened, her eyes less intense as she breathed between sentences, her every word having Jacks full attention. “As employees of the Chimaera we are free to make our own decisions about what we do after work hours, and I was hoping regardless of the thickness of your wallet you’d ask me back to your room.”

Jack blinked as he processed the sentence. Ruby looked hopeful as Jack finally came upon the realisation. “I- I mean, I don’t want you to think… uh…”

Ruby placed a finger upon the man’s lips, before pulling him close. “I like you, don’t say anything stupid to ruin that.” She spoke softly, lighting Jacks nerves on fire as she turned and spun herself back onto the dance floor, occasionally looking back to him with a sly grin. He took a moment to readjust his suit and mask before stepping out onto the ballroom floor once more as the band played through the night.

It was midnight when Ruby pulled Jack off the dance floor. His feet were throbbing and his breath quickened from the hours of dancing, the night lost in time with the pure enjoyment of the moment. He and Ruby had danced and talked, the two exchanging thoughts on everything from ancient history to the existence of aliens. But with the dance floor practically empty and the last remaining guests leaving as waiters begin clearing the abandoned glassware, Ruby looks up to Jack hopefully.

Taking a deep breath Jack made the request official. “Would you like to come back to my room?” He already knew the answer, but it didn’t stop his heart racing or breath holding.

“Lead the way.” Ruby said, audibly relieved as she took the man’s arm. In no time at all the two were out of the room, and headed for the mostly unused exit towards the hotel. Once the large doors closed behind them, trapping them in the darkness of the underground hallway Ruby pulled Jack over to the wall, enveloping him in her arms as she launched herself into a passionate kiss. Jack was initially taken aback by the display but quickly adjusted, holding Ruby as their masks clacked together awkwardly. He had no idea how long they spent there in the darkness exploring each other’s bodies with curious fingers, but eventually Ruby broke the kiss, tugging Jacks arm towards the elevator.

After a minutes silence in the elevator, the two stumbled out into the penthouse suite. The lights dimmed on as Ruby looked around. “This place is gorgeous.” She swirled into the livingroom area, stopping near the coffee table. “I’d not been up here yet, we were all going to have a tour when it was finished. Lucky you.” She turned her attention back to Jack, beckoning him over with a finger.

The man obliged, preparing to take his mask off before being halted by Ruby clearing her throat. “Wait…” She asked, almost pleading. Jack looked at her partly curious and partly concerned. “Before you do, I should…”

Jack took another step closer, but kept his mask on as requested. “Should what?”

Ruby sighed. “These masks.” She caresses her cephalopodian visage “These are not just masks. I mean they are, but…” Jack closed the distance, offering his hand to Ruby for comfort. She sighed, taking it and squeezing tightly. “I think out of all the people down there tonight, you might understand. Or, or at least not judge.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Ruby all but snapped before taking a moment to calm herself. “It’s just, if I take this off, you’ll see the real me.”

“The real you?” Jack was unsure where to go with that. “Look, Ruby,” She smiled at him speaking her name “You don’t have to worry about me judging you or anything like that. You’ve already proven how amazing you are. But if you’re really concerned I can find the light-” He turned to search for a light switch but was yanked back to facing Ruby.

“No, it’s not that.” She took a few short sharp breaths before looking up into his eyes. The way he looked back told her everything she needed to know. “Just… If you still want me to spend the night…” She carefully undid the ribbon holding her mask on and pulled it off. Immediately her dress began to spasm and pulse, as though her legs were flinging about wildly. Jack moved to hold her upright but she waved him off.

It was only a second of movement before calm returned to the room and Jack got a proper look at Ruby’s face. Her skin was alabaster with rosey cheeks, her black wavy hair having burst from it’s bun and now flowing down her shoulders and back as she stood nearly a foot shorter than before. Big blue eyes look up at Jack for any sign of panic or disgust, but find neither. Then a second set of eyes blinked open to stare at him, their irises struggling with the light as they focused on him from just below the other larger pair, closer to her nose.

“What, what just happened?” Jack again made a move towards Ruby and she did not try to stop him this time. He placed a hand on each shoulder, getting down on one knee to be at eye level with the woman. It was then he felt something brush past his leg. He glanced down to see a deep red tentacle with orange suckers place itself on his thigh. He froze.

“Jack,” Ruby said calmly. “This is the real me.” She slowly grasped then lifted her dress to reveal the tangled mass of tentacles beneath. As if by their own mind they began to unravel until – like an octopus – they were arranged around the floor like a long, natural skirt. “Jack?”

Jack took a deep breath, looking from the tentacles, to Ruby’s eyes, then her mask, then back to the tentacles. He was prompted again for a response and blinking his mind into focus he spoke. “Was not expecting that.” Ruby whimpered, turning to place the mask back on before she was stopped by a fast hand. “Just because something is unexpected, doesn’t make it bad.” Jack’s words were fast, but his tone was calm. Heart racing and mind foggy, he did the only thing he could get his mind around, and pulled his mask over his head, to look at Ruby unimpeded.

Ruby’s heart all but stopped as she tried to read the mans response. “Jack?” she asked again as he squeezed her shoulders comfortingly.

“Ruby. I would be a fool to turn you away now,” He took a deep breath, a smirk breaking through the wide-eyed stare “and an asshole.” Ruby let a chuckle slip as her face went as red as her tentacles. “I like to think I’m neither.”

“You want me to stay?” She said, the hope in her voice almost squeaking the words out.

“I wanted you to stay before you took your mask off and nothing’s changed. Though I do have considerably different questions…” He laughed nervously.

Ruby placed her hands on Jack’s hips. “So what questions do you want to ask?” She said, pulling herself closer to him.

“Well,” Jack gulped, taking a dep breath. “Things like; do you always have to wear the mask; who else knows; are there any others like you…”

“And what questions were you going to ask?” She said with a raised brow, her face now inches from his as she licked her lips without breaking eye contact.

Jack cleared his throat, reasoning he’d com this far, no turning back. “What is your favourite position, what turns you on…” his voice trailed off into a series of nervous sounds as Ruby’s face passed his, her lips gently kissing his ear.

“I like the last questions better.” She whispered sliding her hands around his back as a couple of her tentacles wrapped around his knees.

“So?” Jack asked, his own lips finding Ruby’s neck as they pecked down it’s length.

Ruby moaned at his touch, needing to take a moment to get her own mind back on track to respond. “So?”

Jack kissed the reddened neck more forcefully, his pecks now sucking lightly against her skin as he made his way back up to her ear. Nibbling the lobe lightly he spoke ever so quietly “So, what turns you on?”

Ruby was melting in Jacks arms, her need rising as he treated her so sensually. “You’re doing a pretty good job of it as is…” Jack’s hands slid down her shoulders and began to wrap around her back, but paused when he felt movement. Ruby noticed and withdrew again but left her tentacles still holding Jacks knees to the ground. “I, this….”

Jack shook his head. “Ruby.” He looked her straight in the eyes. “Stop worrying.” He sighed, placing a firm hand on one of the tentacles holding him down, and forcefully but gently prying it off him. As he stood Ruby removed the other tentacle, backing away slightly as every inch of skin seemed to flush red in embarrassment.

She looked away, unsure of what Jack was going to say next, but after a moments silence she turned back to discover him still there, but considerably more naked. “Jack?”

“I don’t care if you’re related to Scylla, or if this is all just a dream. But I have nothing to hide, and I’ve made my intentions clear.” He stood proud, his athletically toned, but slightly plush body flushed red around the neck and face as he hoped his nakedness and commitment to the evening may help ease the nerves of the woman before him.

“You know… know what’s under here?” Ruby asked, gulping as she stepped forward.

“There are so many different versions of Scylla’s story, I wouldn’t say I ‘know’,” He knelt down before Ruby, brushing a few strands of hair from her face before resting his palm once more on her shoulder “But whichever one is right is fine by me.”

Ruby’s heart jumped at those words, a smile once more lighting her face as she could barely contain herself. Her dress raised at the back as a couple of tentacles wormed their way out and up to the bronze zipper. With a few clicks and the telltale sound of the zipper sliding downwards the scarlet dress was undone, the embroidered designs glinting in the light as the clothing was shed.

Jack breathed deep as his heart stopped. Before him was a being of myth and legend. Ruby pushed herself up and out of the clothing as it pooled on the floor around her and stretched, showing off her entire form. Her black hair was parted at the shoulders by several eel-like heads, finally free from the disguise she had been keeping all night. They gasped and muttered amongst themselves before turning their attention to the bewildred Jack. One of them waggled it’s eyebrows seductively while licking it’s lips.

Jacks eyes were then focused downwards to more movement around Ruby’s waist as three wolves from the hips up protruded from her waist. Two of them were stretching or licking their paws while the third’s eyes were mere inches from the man’s erect member, staring at it intently. After a moment it looked up at him mischievously before sticking its tongue out to quickly lick the throbbing tip.

It was almost too much for the man, the existence of mythological creatures had been proven real and not only was one staring right at him but from that look he knew she desperately wanted to fuck him. The lick from her pelvic wolf was quick and hesitant, but it jump-started Jacks mind.

“Woah, hey there…” he blurted, pulling back away from the curious tongue, eliciting a gasp from Ruby. “Friendly one, ain’t she.”

Ruby giggled at the comment. “Yes, I suppose so.” She leant back slightly, placing a hand on Jacks arm and another on the wolf’s chest. “But that’s ‘He’, just so you know.” A set of balls beneath a slowly widening sheath was revealed, flush with Ruby’s pelvis and just above where the fur tapered off to sickened tentacle.

Jack was lost for words but his eyes spoke volumes; pupils wide with shock and sparkling with curiosity. He looked at the red tip poking through the fur before Ruby lowered the canine torso. He observed the way the wolves sat around Ruby’s waist, the look of concern on his face obvious to Ruby.

“It’s okay. They won’t bite.” She said, patting each of them in turn. “Unless you want them to.”

Jack blinked his mind into order. “No, I- it’s not what I was wondering. More just... how, uh…”

“What position?” Jack nodded. “Well, to start with…” Ruby placed a hand either side of the wolf pointed at the man and gently pushed him to the side. All three wolves moved as though connected and it took a moment for Jack to understand why. Ruby’s entire body was twisting around, not much but enough that a normal person might feel somewhat uncomfortable. She noticed his look of concern and waved a hand nonchalantly. “It’s fine. I’m very… flexible.”

With those words, and the obstacle free midsection facing him, Jack grinned. Lifting Ruby by the   waist he pulled her up to his eye level while standing, the eel heads judging his next move while Ruby giggled. He held her there in front of him for a moment, allowing the two to calm and smile before pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss.

His tongue pressed against hers, and while the passion from before was far from lost he noticed the shape of her mouth had changed, along with her tongue. It was more slender now, and considerably longer. Within seconds, his invading tongue had been wrapped up by Ruby’s prehensile muscle and was being squeezed. Jack moaned into Ruby’s mouth as she accentuated her rhythmic constriction.

Meanwhile; as soon as her naked body was placed against his, several suckered tentacles wrapped around Jack’s waist, pulling Ruby further onto the man. Jack felt each sucker as it latched on to his lower back and buttocks, pulling the woman down his body. He continued to kiss Ruby as her torso slid down his, until he felt the tip of his cock press against her bestial opening. He couldn’t see it, but her entrance felt hard and rubbery. It didn’t take long for the man to realise why.

The beak was like hard rubber, sliding around Jacks length as it opened to reveal fleshy spikes along the passage walls. They pressed against his shaft as inch by inch Ruby descended. Just as her lips parted from Jacks, Ruby bottomed out. “Ahhhhnnnn….”

Jack moaned along with Ruby as he felt his member tickled and massaged by her internal anatomy. It was like a hundred tiny tongues were brushing him sensually, trying to lick him further into her. The alien sensation was becoming too much for the man, his orgasm approaching with speed. “Ruby, I-”

“Mmmm…” Ruby whimpered along with the wolves at her waist as she pressed down upon Jack one last time before withdrawing. “I want this to last, a little longer…” she moaned, sliding her body up his to be once more eye to eye with the man. She leaned in, here lips brushing against his. “This may sting a little…”

Jack had little time to consider that sentence before Ruby was once again tying her tongue to his, their mouths locked in a passionate kiss as the eel-like tentacles writhed around to spot their target. Like lightning they struck, one landing it’s needle-sharp fangs in the head of Jacks cock, while the others bit his shaft and testes. The pain was sharp but brief, with Jack eliciting a quick scream that was quickly swallowed up by Ruby’s kiss. The initial pain wore off quickly as the eels withdrew their fangs and began massaging the bites with their tongues, the one that had bitten the tip of his member now swallowing the length effortlessly

Jack moaned as the pain made way to pleasure, a touch miffed about the attack even though Ruby did give him warning. A few more seconds and the exotic woman pulled away, her lips giving his tongue one more squeeze before slipping back between her lips with a  contented lick. “You’re right, that stung.” He said in a grumpy monotone.

“Sorry, but it was the only way to guarantee a long night.” Ruby responded, grinning mischievously. The eels pulled away at this time too, allowing Jacks member to swing free again. As it swung upwards it pressed against the rubbery beak once more, the nether mouth gently pecking and nuzzling the head as Ruby ran a hand along the man’s cheek. “If you’re wondering what just happened, my friends just injected you with a kind of – shall we say – ‘natural’ form of Viagra.”

“Injected?” Jack was less surprised and more annoyed about the lack of say in this. But the night had been so topsy turvy he was considering letting it slide; the thought of doing that sending up huge red flags that were promptly ignored by his lust-fuelled state. Instead his mind flipped from being drugged to figuring Ruby might like it rough. “I’m gonna have to pay you back for that.”

“Oh really?” Ruby asked, her grin widening. “And how exactly do you propose-“ She was cut off as Jack grabbed her wolves by their own inflated members, using them as a some kind of perverted handles to guide himself into the right spot and slam his length inside her perverted beak. “FUCK!” was all Ruby could get out as Jack easily bottomed out in her slickened hole.

The wolves yelped in sensual bliss as Jack began stroking their lengths. He’d not handled another’s member before, let alone two at once. But he knew what he liked and as a dozen tiny tongues began thrashing at his cock once more he got a decent grip on the knotted cocks and started to pump. One wolf wan leaning over to lick his shoulder while the other had it’s paws pressed firmly on the mans wrist. All the while Ruby’s face was lost in a sensual stupor; mouth open, eyes rolled back and brief, breathy moans timed to each gyration of the mans hips.

Jack felt his legs starting to give from his exertions, and glancing around he spotted the couch nearby. It was large, soft and deep. It was perfect. Turning away from the plush furniture he fell backwards, Ruby snapping out of it early enough to notice they were falling, causing her tentacles to grip Jack’s body tightly as they fell, and her internal muscles squeeze his cock like a vice. The grip on his own member was strong enough that his own muscles acted reflexively, pulling down hard and gripping the two canid cocks tightly, eliciting a yelp from each one as the tangle of limbs and sexual organs collapsed on the couch.

“JACK!” Ruby called out, her body flung forward as her face landed on his chest, the eels not too far behind as they landed on the cushions either side of the mans head. The wolves had wrapped their paws around his arms in the fall and were still holding on tight as their cocks began throbbing with need. Jack could tell Ruby was close, the fall possibly helping with that. Unable to shift her body with the strong grip she had on his waist, the man decided he would do what he could with her other parts, adding a twisting motion to his now quickly pumping hands.

With a bestial howl, the wolves let loose their pent up seed, spraying it across the otherwise pristine couch as Ruby’s tight, tongue-filled passage clamped down even harder, sucking Jack in another inch at least. Ruby’s face went white, then bright red as her breathing returned, every muscle in her body seemingly spasming due to the orgasm. A sensation Jack could not hold out against. With a grunt he called out to his lover as he finally erupted.

“RUBY!” Pumping the still ejaculating, knotted cocks one last time, Jack shot his own pearly seed deep within his lover. He could feel every drop licked up and carried away by the fleshy spikes masquerading as tongues, every shot of jism tasted. After several squirts he became confused, the emotion barely registering over the sensation of the most intense orgasm he’d experienced up until this point. His confusion lay in the fact that he was still firing large loads of cum into Ruby, far more than ever before.

Through her lusty haze Ruby noticed Jacks expression and allowed her mind a moment of logic. “Venom… Keeps, keeps you going…”

Jack thought about this for a moment, wondering how the venom’s effects would affect him after this night of pleasure. But then Ruby’s muscles relaxed, allowing him to thrust a little deeper as he fired another blast of cum into the supernatural pussy. And just as quickly as it had arrived, Jacks confusion was swept away.

For near on a minute, Jack lay on the couch manually impaling the sexually exhausted Scylla on his still hardened length. Soon his cum had more than filled the hungry Ruby as it mixed with her juices and ran down his thighs. With a satisfied moan he finally released the canid members, their respective owners licking the dribbled cum off his hands.

“Jack…” Ruby moaned, breathing hard upon his chest. With weakened limbs she pulled herself up to his face. Inch by inch the rubber beak slid up the man’s length, dragging excess cum with it until finally slipping free with a gulping noise. “Jack, that… that…” Her tentacles released themselves one sucker at a time, eventually winding free from Jack’s body until they lay relaxed across his waist and belly. The eels were also resting, several with their tongues lolled out sideways on the couch, not caring that they were laying in pools of wolf cum.

“Was intense?” Jack attempted to fill in ruby’s blanks. Not caring to find a better word, she just nodded in agreement. He could feel his own member still hard and occasionally twitching against the webbing between Ruby’s tentacles. Grinning, Jack chuckled. “Don’t suppose… you’ve got any energy… for round two?” he managed between exhausted breaths.