A trip leading to domination (Closed)

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Summer was starting and Nicole, along with her group of friends, were excited to step out of their suburban homes and go on a much deserved trip. It was a pretty sluggish year, with a lot of stress and anxiety, but somehow they had all persevered. With money saved up from working her god awful job as a cashier, not to mention a bit scrapped up from her student loans, Nicole had recently bought her ticket to Las Vegas, where she planned to let loose and have some fun. Not that kind of fun, mind you. Nicole was just excited to gamble and drink some alcohol. Things were looking pretty great too, that is until:

"Ugh, you're letting him come?!"

Nicole was frustrated when Drew, her loving boyfriend, decided to be the bearer of bad news. As it turns out, someone who frustrated the twenty year old to no end was coming. It was the notorious pervert from school - Tyler. Just thinking of his name made her blood boil, mainly because he kept making lewd comments about her body, usually targeting her large breasts. What is more, the fact that Drew did absolutely nothing to stop this made her angry. He kept making excuses for Tyler, such as "Oh that's the way he is" and "Take it as a compliment babe!".

...

Still, she did her best to shake it off, after all this was Vegas.

...

The trip came about and while there were some stares coming her way from Tyler, he kept to himself...mostly.

It wasn't until they were at the hotel that his true side came out.

After all, Nicole was just having fun by herself, going around the entrance of the hotel with her phone in her hand, taking a quick video for snapchat. She had her fair number of followers on social media, and while they were obviously watching to catch a glimpse of her huge 32E cup knockers, Nicole was sure that one of these days she'd get a type of sponsorship. That said, wearing her tight pink top and a skirt, she pranced around, making funny faces, waiting for the others to come out of their rooms and join her.



Of course, the first one to arrive and sneak up to her was Tyler.
 
Tyler was pumped to get invited along to Vegas. He hadn't been in a couple of years and that "What Happens In Vegas" ad campaign had been awesome, all the women who went to Vegas now acted like sluts. The last time he was there, he had fucked a married lady in the ass while her husband watched and took pictures. That had been a little weird, but fuck it. They both seemed to get off on it. He was looking forward to banging more sluts and he was pretty sure their hotel pool was clothing optional some days. Chicks who wouldn't let their boyfriends feel them up back home walking around with their tits out in front of total strangers. Vegas rocks.

Tyler's fun started on the plane ride over because he was sitting right across the aisle from what's-her-name, Drew's girlfriend with the huge tits. She was one of those stuck-up bitches who always wore tight shirts and low-cut dresses, but would act all offended if you happened to notice that her tits were bigger than her head. He had asked Drew if she let him fuck her tits and he had said no, she was pretty conservative. What a cocktease. She obviously hated Tyler's guts and he thought that was hilarious, so he teased her every chance he got.

He had started in on her when they were boarding the plane. He followed her down the aisle, then not-so-accidentally bumped into her when she stopped walking.

"Oops, sorry about that," he said. "Hey, what seat are you in?" he asked.

She looked down at her ticket. "18B," she said.

"Aww, no way, that can't be right, you've got to be in 34D at least. 34E?" he smiled at her.

She scoffed. "Oh, please shut up, Tyler," she said, angrily turning her back on him and tossing her hair back over her shoulder.

Then, during the safety lecture, he called out, "Hey, don't worry, everyone. If we crash into the water somewhere, we can all use her as a flotation device!"

Quite a few people in their section had laughed out loud at that one, and Turbo Tits's ears had turned so red they were almost scarlet. She had looked at him like she wanted to cut his throat.

Once they got to the hotel, everyone was supposed to check in and then meet downstairs before they hit the casinos. When Tyler stepped off the elevator, he saw Big Tits walking around by herself in the lobby, making faces at her phone. What the fuck was she doing?

He walked up behind her and then tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey, if your arms are too short, I'd be happy to take a picture of your boobs for you." He grinned as she whirled around to face him, scowling.
 
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Nicole was minding her own business, when out of the blue she felt a strong finger tapping her on the shoulder. Her face, although her eyes were hidden behind her glasses, were filled with pure disappointment when she saw that it was Tyler. "Hey, if your arms are too short, I'd be happy to take a picture of your boobs for you." he said as poor Nicole scowled, angry of the fact that this pervert was still trying to get under her skin. She was about to tell him off, but decided to keep her cool. After all, seeing her get angry was just what Tyler wanted...probably. Honestly, sometimes Nicole didn't even know what Tyler wanted.

"Very funny...prick." She said, muttering the last word under her breath. She placed her phone into her pocket, standing in place while Tyler's eyes wandered. "Hey, eyes up here. Try to behave okay? Drew will be back and you wouldn't want him to get mad."

It was almost laughable, even to Nicole, that she would pull such a threat - after all, Drew often didn't so much as lift a finger whenever Tyler would get out of line and piss her off. And so, as if she was speaking of the devil himself, Drew and the others came down to greet them and decide on where to go.

Unfortunately, everyone seemed to have different ideas of what they found fun.

"I want to try to get a few drinks...or gamble." Nicole said with a finger near her mouth, as if lost in a deep thought. Meanwhile, Drew came up with what could have been the least adventurous answer.

"How about a restaurant?"

Nicole wasn't too impressed, before he added "Babe, we ate like two hours ago."

It was just then that she could see that Tyler was about to pull something...
 
Tyler stared at Whatshername's tits while she told him off. They really were huge. The amazing thing was they were didn't seem to sag at all. Drew had told him they were real but he wasn't sure about that.

Then everyone else got there and started talking about going to the casino, or going to eat, or whatever. Tyler had something else in mind.

"Nah, I'm going out to the pool," he said. "I think Topless Tuesday starts in 10 minutes and I want to check out some titties before I start playing cards."

He looked at Turbo Tits. What the fuck was her name, Michelle? Sounded right. "You should come out there with me, Michelle," he said with a smile. "If there's a Huge Boob contest, maybe you can enter and get us all of our rooms comped!"

Drew and a couple of the other girls laughed, but not Michelle. She stared daggers right through him. Hilarious.
 
Nicole stared coldly towards Tyler, but then towards Drew. Her eyes were practically screaming "Are you seriously not going to say something about this?" while Drew sort of shrugged it off. He eyed the restaurant, while Lisa and the others were about to go on their own separate ways. A few stuck around her boyfriend, while he said "Well, I'm still hungry. Want to come babe?"

"Ugh...no thanks. Tyler, you want to come with me to the bar or casino?"

Nicole hoped that somehow this would get Drew's attention seeing as she never, ever wanted anything to do with that jackass. After all, it seemed to her that Tyler didn't treat her as a human being, but a sexual object that he could tease as much as he wanted. Nicole hoped that this would serve as a wake up call to her boyfriend to step up and stand up for her.

Deciding to sweeten the deal a bit, she scoffed before adding:

"If you tag along and don't leave me alone, I might go to the pool later too?"
 
Tyler laughed.

So if I follow you around at the casino, you might come out to the pool later?" he asked. "Like you'd ever take off your top in public. No thanks, I'm ready to see some naked boobage right now."

He waved to the group. "Catch up with y'all later," he said, and walked off toward the pool.
 
Drew and the others looked at me, as if to tell me "what's going on?". That is, until Nicole's boyfriend sort of wandered off with his friends, pretty much assuming that Nicole was going to tag along. The thing was that her pride wouldn't allow it and that if she had anything to say about it, she would make her boyfriend jealous. That being said, she ran off towards the direction Tyler was going at, all the while wondering just how she might be able to convince him.

With her massive boobs jiggling and bouncing as she ran, feeling the slight tremble her hefty orbs gave with every movement she made, she caught up to Tyler before she said "Okay, want to make it interested? How about we play for it? If you win, I'll go to the pool with you and if I win, you have to spend time with me at either the casino or the bar?"
 
Tyler was surprised when Big Tits came bouncing up beside him on the way to the pool. Maybe she didn't hate him so much after all. Did she want him to fuck her? Nah, it couldn't be. She hated his guts, he was sure of it. Besides, Drew was right here! Or was. Where did he go? Why weren't she and her huge tits off with him?

"Okay, want to make it interesting?" she said. "How about we play for it? If you win, I'll go to the pool with you and if I win, you have to spend time with me at either the casino or the bar?"

He looked at her. "Why aren't you bothering Drew to spend time with you?" he asked. "Never mind, I don't want to know and I don't know why I asked."

He tilted his head to one side. "So if you win, I hang out with you, and if I win, you'll come to the pool with me? Well first of all, what game are we playing? And how long are we talking about?"

He thought for a second. "Okay, so tell me what game we're playing. And then if you win, I'll hang out with you for an hour."

"But," he said, "if I win, you have to hang out with me at the pool for an hour."

He looked down at her tits. "And... you have to be completely naked from the waist up for the whole hour. Not 58 minutes, not 59. I win, I get 60 minutes of those puppies out in the open."
 
"...And... you have to be completely naked from the waist up for the whole hour. Not 58 minutes, not 59. I win, I get 60 minutes of those puppies out in the open."

"Okay, stop that." Nicole said simply, snapping her fingers as if to attract his attention away from her breasts. She panicked a bit, wondering over what could happen is she did lose. A shiver ran down her spine as she entertained the thought of having no top on, in the pool with her massive breasts just out there in the open. Would Tyler stop there, or would he take advantage of her in this situation? She shook off the thoughts and while this may seem lame, she figured that even if she lost that she wouldn't go along with it.

"Okay, how about blackjack? It's a simple game right?" she said, grabbing him by the hand and pulling him towards the direction she was moving at. "Come on, the room right by here."
 
Michelle or whatever her name was blushed bright red when Tyler said he wanted to see her topless if he won. Why does she act like such a prude when she's always got those huge tits stretching out her shirts? he wondered. He didn't really care, this was a chance to get those giant boobs out in the open.

She snapped at him but she didn't change the terms of the bet. Instead she grabbed his hand and started pulling him toward a side room. When she mentioned blackjack, Tyler grinned. He had played quite a lot of cards and knew how to deal off the bottom of the deck. He could give himself the card he needed any time.

He let Big Tits pull him down the hall.
 
"Let's see..." Nicole said, still holding onto Tyler's hand as she went to the casino and was instantly overwhelmed by all the flashing colors and lights, making her pause for just a moment, before nudging Tyler. "Isn't it awesome?" she said, staring off at it but quickly knew that Tyler could not care less. She shook her head and said "Fine, fine...So where's the blackjack table...?"

It took her a few minutes, but eventually she found a table where they could play.

...Only when they got there, she saw that there was no dealer like in the movies, but instead some flashing, digital blackjack table.

"Ugh, seriously?! I was hoping for some guy to stand next to us and deal us some cards...but whatever. At least it gives us an option of two players."


So, Nicole stood at one end of the table and pressed the button "Hit me".

...

A ten.

...

And another ten.

...

Flashing green lights showed that Nicole had won. She jumped up and down in excitement, her massive breasts bouncing right in front of her and near Tyler's face as she ran towards him. Sure, she knew that he was staring but she didn't care. With a big grin, she taunted him: "Oh well, maybe next time!"
 
Well, he couldn't very well cheat on an electronic blackjack table. The first hand, Big Tits hit 20 and won the bet. Fan-fucking-tastic. Maybe he'd have another chance to play blackjack with her later in the trip. For higher stakes, he thought.

Michelle jumped around and bounced her tits in his face like she had won the lottery.

"Yeah, congrats," he said. "You've got me for an hour. Good job."

When she turned around to walk back toward the lobby, he said, "So, what are we going to do first, Michelle?" As he did, he patted her on the ass and squeezed one cheek just a little. Her ass was tight as a drum. Nice, he thought. Usually big tits means a flabby ass. She's in good shape.

He tried not to laugh when she whirled around, mad as all get out. She was so predictable.
 
"Yeah, congrats," he said. "You've got me for an hour. Good job."

"Oh hah hah, let me have this, okay?" Nicole answered back, nearly laughing from how frustrated he got. It slipped her mind that Tyler was a competitive guy and probably didn't like to lose. So with her back turned, she walked away from the blackjack table, just as Tyler answered "So, what are we going to do first, Michelle?" his hand slipping down before grabbing her ass! Nicole jumped from the sensation of Tyler's hand grabbing a firm cheek, his fingers sinking into the light denim fabric. Quickly, she turned around and hit Tyler in the shoulder.

"Well, I don't know perv. I was thinking that we could play another game, so long as you don't grab my ass again."
 
Tyler grinned. "I can't promise anything," he said. "Plus, you have a really nice ass. And I am a perv. Is that why you're so hot for me?"

Before she could answer, he looked at his watch. "Okay, it's 2:15," he said. "You've got 59 minutes and 59 minutes with me, so you lead the way. And I definitely won't stare at your ass while you walk in front of me."

He grinned again. "Definitely not."
 
"Ugh...you're such a pig!"

That said, Nicole walked up in a hurry, trying to ignore the feeling of having Tyler's eyes looking at her jeans covered ass. Still, although she wouldn't admit it, there was a bit of a rush that she got whenever she knew someone was checking her out. Especially if that person was as lewd and crude as Tyler. It still frustrated her to no end, mind you.

"Here, how about this?"
Nicole said with a grin, seeing a dart board in a more secluded corner, near the bar. Obviously, this one didn't cost anything to play, but it just seemed a bit...lame in comparison to the previous game.

"Want to take any more wagers before you lose, Tyler?"
she said with a confidant grin.
 
Tyler watched her ass as she walked in front of him, just like he promised. It really looked very nice in those jeans. He had spent so much time staring at her tits, he had never noticed what a tight little ass she had.

He followed her through the casino and she finally decided on... darts!

"Darts, huh?" he said. "Well, sure, that's the first thing you think of when you think about Vegas."

He leaned up against the bar and looked out at the casino floor, checking out the hotties walking by. This hour with Big Tits was keeping him from getting laid.

She was saying something about betting on the dart game. "Sure, that's fine, whatever," he said, smiling at a girl walking by in a bikini top and cutoff jeans. She smiled back and he waved.
 
Was it frustration or even jealousy? Because the second that Nicole saw that Tyler's attention was focused elsewhere, that she felt the need to divert his attention back to her. It was a very strange feeling, to say the very least, and it definitely made the young woman feel a bit conflicted. What happened next made her rationalize it in her head - that somehow, this was Drew's fault and that she had no responsibility for saying:

"Okay, how about this for a wager? If I win, you have to stop teasing me. If you win...then..." she said, thinking of something that just might get Tyler's full attention. "I'll bounce my tits in front of your face?"

Of course, Tyler might go for a bit more than that...
 
Tyler chuckled and looked back over his shoulder at Big Tits.

"That's the first time I've ever heard you say 'tits,' Michelle," he said, smiling. "Are you feeling slutty since we're in Vegas?"

He turned back around toward the floor. "You bounced your tits in my face after you won the blackjack hand," he said. "Big fuckin deal. And teasing you is a lot of fun. So no deal."

He checked out another girl's ass as she walked by. She caught him and gave him a look, and they both smiled at each other.

"Besides, in 45 minutes we'll be done and I'm going to be surrounded by naked tits at the pool anyway," he said. "You need to up the ante if you want me to bet."

He looked at her.

"If you win, I won't tease you any more," he said. "But if I win, you have to do whatever I say for an hour. You'll be my servant for 60 minutes."

"Otherwise, no deal. Go ahead and play darts with yourself."
 
"Ugh, you're such a prick, you know that right Tyler?"

She eyed the dartboard and wondered on whether this was worth the risk. On one hand, she knew that she was good at darts - seeing as she had been playing it ever since she was young. On the other hand, she didn't know how good Tyler was. Not being teased anymore sounded absolutely fantastic...but being his servant for an entire hour...?

...

"Okay, fine. You're on." Nicole said with a confidant grin again. "But you know that you're going to lose, right?"
 
Tyler raised an eyebrow when she agreed to the bet. He grinned. She didn't know that he had played darts pretty much every day since he was a freshman in college. A couple of months ago he had won a tournament at a crowded bar back home.

He stood up. "All right, honey," he said, patting her on the butt again. "Your game, you go first." He leaned back against the bar to watch.
 
"Okay so...red or blue darts?" Nicole began as she picked out the darts. Figuring that, once again, Tyler didn't seem to care, she picked the red darts because in her mind it complemented her pink top. She stood behind the line on the floor, aiming carefully towards the dartboard. She paused for a moment, earning a frustrated sigh from Tyler's mouth, as she said "So, best out of three right?"

Getting her answer, she aimed once more...which was easier said than done, with the weight of her own chest throwing her off balance a few times. Still, she aimed and then...

Outer-bullseye.
Single.
Single.

Which brought her points to 65 points.

With a grin, she walked back towards Tyler and said "Your turn hot shot."
 
Tyler raised his eyebrows.

"Not bad, not bad," he said. He lined up and aimed carefully. He was going for the triple 20 but he hit all around it. Single 20, Triple 5, Single 1. 36.

"You win round 1, Chesty Larue," he said. "Guess I better up my game."

He gathered the darts again. Single 20, Single 20, Triple 20.

"That's 100, Sweet Cheeks" he said. "Can you beat that?" He stared openly at her tits, noticing the faint outline of her nipples against her tight shirt. "Is it cold in here, or are you just glad to see me? Jesus Christ, put those nipples away before you poke someone's eye out!"

He grinned his best wiseass grin at her. "Your turn."
 
"Is it cold in here, or are you just glad to see me? Jesus Christ, put those nipples away before you poke someone's eye out!"

While Nicole feigned some anger, truthfully her nipples were hardening because of a thought. The thought in her mind, was "What if I lost?". The conditions were vague, being Tyler's servant for 60 minutes could mean anything. Would he want to go to the pool? Would he want to openly grab her ass? Or would he want to get her in a secluded corner and play with her tits that he's openly stared at for so long? Of course, she knew that those 60 minutes could just mean that he'd be even more of a jerk with her, but she couldn't help but think "What if?"

"Your turn."

"Ugh...fine you jackass."

Taking her darts, she aimed carefully...

Single.
Single.
Single.

A total of 60 points.

"Oh come on!" she said, nearly tossing her darts to the floor. Just one more game and it would decide her fate. She scoffed, walking about the end of the line to watch Tyler's round.
 
"One game apiece!" Tyler exclaimed. He was feeling it now.

"I gotta tell ya, I am feeling so lucky today," taking his darts and lining up.

Triple 20.
Triple 20.
Single 20.

"Oh my!" he said, looking at her. "One hundred and forty points. Wow."

He handed her the darts. "That's a pretty good score, don't you think? I mean, I don't play darts very much, but that seems pretty good."

He watched as she lined up for her final throws.

"You might want to stick your tits out a little more, might give you a little better balance," he said, grinning.
 
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