Locked Out in Vegas

It was Angela's 18th birthday in July and she was excited to head to Las Vegas for the first time and experience the legendary casinos. She was so excited as her parents gave her $10,000 to use at the casinos and even paid for her flight there. Angela had no idea what any of the casinos were like, but she did know they were known for being high stakes. What she didn't know about, though, were some of the back alley casinos which promoted themselves as low stakes, but had a bit of an unusual twist. In these back alley casinos you could play as long as you had something to bid. That included the clothes on your back, but as soon as you ran out or if you broke any of their rules, you would be kicked out and there would be absolutely no refunds.

Angela decided to go to one of these back alley casinos instead of the main casinos as she really didn't have a whole lot for high stakes games and this was a better way of getting the most out of her money, so she entered the casino in a red tube top, a strapless bra, red panties, and black shorts. It was a hot day so she didn't feel the need to wear much.

As she entered she saw a huge array of different games. Some of which she didn't even know what they were. She decided to go with a simple game of Blackjack first. She sat down at one of the tables and bid in $100. She felt confident and was sure she would be able to win a simple blackjack game.

She was dealt an Ace and a 2. Usually if it was lower than 15 she would go for it and since it could be a 13 or 3, she said. "Hit me."

She knew the dealer didn't have a 21 as the round didn't immediately end, and she also knew that the dealer had a king which meant she had to at least get a nineteen or twenty to have a chance at beating him. She was dealt a 10. Now she was at 13. "Hit me."

She was dealt a 9. Bust. She groaned. The dealer flipped his card over. It was a 2. She would have won if she stayed.

She shook it off it was just the first round. Taking a deep breath she bid $100 again. She lost again this time underbidding.

She bid another $100. Lost again.

Each time she lost she got more and more nervous. How was this dealer so good? Was he judging her? She was at last down to her last $500. It was at this point she decided she would just move onto a different game. Maybe blackjack just wasn't for her. She walked over to the roulette table. She had only ever saw them in movies. But she figured she would give it a shot. "$200 on red," she said figuring her lucky outfit would bring her luck.

The ball rolled around and around but unfortunately landed on 13. She lost and only had $300 left. She decided to bid on red again every time it landed on black it increased the chances of landing on res, right? 15. She lost only having $200 left. She decided to bid again on red hoping for something. It landed on 0. It never landed on zero she screamed in her head. With her last $100 she felt confident it had to land on red this time. The ball rolled in circles. Angela bit her bottom lip as she waited in suspense. 35. She was out of money now. She frowned. It had to land on red at some point. She looked down at her clothes and sighed she took off her shorts revealing her red panties which made a bunch of guys whistle. She bid on red again. 25. She frowned. Why was it always landing on black? She sighed and took of her tube top leaving her in a strapless bra and panties. This time she bid on black. If it was going to always land on black she had to give in. It seemed to be stopped at 35, but then something made it skip and it landed on 14. Red. She cursed.

She took off her panties to reveal her shaved pussy and bid on red again hoping to get lucky. She wanted to cry. Maybe she was approaching it all wring. She decided to switch methods and bid on Even. 25. She only had one thing left. She sighed blushing but decided to bid again sticking with Even. 35. She frowned. Now it processed how she was standing naked in a casino with a bunch of guys all staring at her and whistling. She blushed.

She reached for her clothes to hopefully put them back on and leave but the dealer shook his head. "No refunds. That includes clothes."

Angela blushed. "Please, I'm new to this sort of thing and I can't go out walking around naked in Vegas."

"Should've thought about that before gambling your clothes away. Besides, we have a deal with the cops they won't bother you at least not on the strip."

Angela started to become very aware of her nakedness now regretting that she bid her clothes away. And then she realized something else. "Can I get my key from the pocket?" She asked.

"Nope, if you gave your shorts with the key in them, you bid that away too. No refunds."

Angela's eyes widened. "Please, come on. That means.. I have no place to go!"

"I guess now you're really in trouble then," the dealer grinned."but you have to leave now. If you don't have anything to bid, you can't stay."

"I'm not leaving like this!" Angela cried.

"You don't have a choice," the dealer said.

As he said that two burly men walked up from behind Angela and grabbed her by each arm as they walked her towards the door. "Wait please! Come on! Give me my clothes please!"

The dealer picked up the panties from the ground and walked them over to the wall hanging them up on a hook like a picture. He wrote below then in permanent marker "ANGELA SUMMER, AGE: 18"

Among Angela's panties were also other thongs, g-strings, boxers, boxer briefs, all with names and the age under them all for display for the whole casino. Angela collapsed as she was pushed outside falling naked on the sidewalk as the doors closed. She tried to get back inside but the doors were now locked.

So there Angela was forced to run around naked on the streets of Las Vegas butt naked as she tried to find something or somewhere to go. All of her things were at the hotel which she no longer had access to since the casino had her key. Angela found herself in quite the dilemma. She decided to go to find a phone to try and call her parents. She realized she had also bid her phone away so she had to try and find another. There were pay phones but that wouldn't do any good as she had no money. She decided the best thing to do would be to find someone and borrow their phone.

She approached a young man who looked to be about 20 and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around his jaw dropped. "Can I help you?" He asked looking her up and down.

"I was wondering if I you have a phone that I can borrow," Angela said blushing trying to cover her body.

"Uh, yeah, sure," he said handing over his iPhone X and opening it up. She dialed her parents phone number. She waited a few seconds before her mom answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, mom. This is Angela. I... I need your help. I'm stuck in Las Vegas... without money or clothes... or a room key... I don't have anything. I'm calling from someone else's phone," Angela said.

"What do you mean you have no clothes?" Her mom asked. "Did you get locked out of your hotel room? Where are your clothes?"

"Um... I may have bid them away. That's how I lost my key too."

"Hang on, what do you mean you bid them away?" She asked. "Aren't you at the main casinos? They don't allow you to bid clothes away."

"Uh... yeah. I may have went to a different casino," Angela said.

"You went to one of the back alley casinos, didn't you?" Her mom sighed.

"Yeah..." Angela said.

"Well, I can't really do much. You bid your clothes away. I guess you'll be staying naked in Vegas for awhile. I think it'll be good for you anyways. You better find some money and clothes before you come back home because if you fly home naked, you'll be living here naked too," her mom said sternly.

"Can't you send me money?" Angela pleaded.

"I already sent you with $10,000 and you blew it in one night," her mom said. "I'm not sending you more. You'll have to figure it out on your own. Maybe get a job."

Her mom hung up and Angela gave the phone back to the man. She noticed a crowd forming around her all laughing and whispering as she stood there naked. Angela really didn't know what to do right now. She did the only thing she could think of doing, and ran down the streets naked trying to find some place or someone willing and able to help her with her nudeness. Her boobs bounced as she did and her butt jiggled as she raced down the street locked out in Vegas.

THE END