A former starship captain is thrust into a series of adventures on parallel worlds which, for some reason, almost always seem to require her nudity and sexual submission. Is someone or something behind it all, or is it just the natural order of things?
Note: This is a sequel to Emily 2.0 but also contains characters, and references events from Casey's Fall and Casey's Rise. While not essential, it is recommended to read those first to get the most out of this story.
Warning: some chapters may contain scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
Themes include embarrassment, humiliation, non-consent, reluctance, public nudity, public sex, a touch of BDSM here and there, and occasional violence if it's relevant to the story or character development.
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Three years earlier.
Part casino and part resort, the Black Swan sprawled over eight acres, taking up several blocks of riverfront property on the outskirts of the Stocksgate entertainment district. It was made up of two main buildings separated by a large lagoon-style swimming pool and tropical gardens, with a multi-level car park underneath. The casino occupied the first three floors of the main building where most of the usual roulette, blackjack tables and poker machines could be found. Multiple bars, restaurants and conference rooms were located throughout, while the top five floors were accommodation. The other building had a smaller footprint but towered sixteen stories high, focussed entirely on accommodation. While built in the eighties, it still exuded a definite charm. It was a family-owned enterprise, run by Lyle and Anna Vasiliev. Six different managers and multiple supervisors covered rostered shifts and took care of the day-to-day minutia, so Lyle didn't need to be there, but he still showed up every day nonetheless to keep an eye on things. He was currently present, drinking coffee, in his office on the ground floor of the casino building.
"Fucking Crescent girls!" he expressed in exasperation as he read the morning paper.
"Why, what did they do, boss?" Nikau Kahurangi, head of security at the casino, questioned. "I kinda like them. Eye candy and all that."
"The wages they expect," Lyle explained. "I'm not paying like three of four times above standard just for a woman to have her tits and arse out while she does the same job as a woman not showing as much pink. It's outrageous!"
"They'd probably bring more punters through the door," Nikau pointed out.
"I'm sure they would, that's why I was looking into it. I just don't see why they should earn that much more than someone doing the same job."
Nikau considered asking Lyle if he would be happy getting paid the same if he had to do it nude, but then he decided against it. Lyle did not generally take kindly to being corrected. So, instead he shrugged and went back to reviewing the night's camera footage. Something caught his eye, and he rewound and played it again.
"Lookie here, boss," he finally announced. "We got us a couple of skimmers. Looks like they're working together."
Lyle rose from his chair and came to look over Nikau's shoulder.
"See, this croupier here pockets something," Nikau continued while pointing at the screen. "Then a little while later, she hands something off to the pit boss passing by. Happens again here just after the twenty-one-hundred mark. Then again here four minutes later. If I freeze frame here and zoom in, you can see it's a chip."
Lyle scowled at first, then a smirk grew over his face. "Looks like we might have our first Crescent girls, Nik. Get 'em in here during their next shift, and find out whoever is cashing them in for them too."
"You got it, boss."
*****
It was bold and completely outrageous. Jeanette knew it as she jokingly suggested it to her roommates and colleagues, Christina and Jessica. Jeanette ran a gaming table and had become quite skilled with sleight of hand while dealing the chips and cards. Jessica was her pit boss while Christina was a cashier. A one-hundred-dollar chip here and there wouldn't be missed. Then it was simply a matter of cashing them in. That's where Jessica and Christina came into play. Palm the chips off to Jessica, who would then take them to Christina to convert into cash. Easy. Together they had the opportunity, and the risk of getting caught was minimal if they did it right. After toying with the idea a few times over drinks, the temptation to actually do it grew too strong.
The first time was the most nerve-wracking, but as the weeks went by, they got bolder. The rent got paid and they were never short of money for partying. They were having fun. That was up until they stood in front of their boss in his office with the burly security guard blocking their exit. This was obviously something serious, and with all three of them present, they knew they had been caught. Christina had even started to cry before the camera footage Lyle was playing in front of them had even finished.
Finally, he turned to them. "Strip!"
The girls stared in disbelief. Jessica blinked and responded with, "What?"
"I can call the police in and have you arrested. You'll all do time for this," Lyle stated matter-of-factly. "Probably indentures as well after that, but perhaps we can settle this between us. First, I want to see if you're hiding anything. So, strip! Everything off, now!"
The girls all looked at each other, clearly frightened and bewildered by what was happening. After a nod from Christina to confirm that they should obey, Jeanette slowly started unbuttoning her blouse. This was actually happening. They were being strip-searched by men, but the alternative was to be arrested where they would likely be strip-searched anyway. Then afterwards would be prison and wardens and courtrooms. This was the best option. It seemed like Lyle had another idea for them if he didn't want to get the law involved. Maybe after this humiliation, he would just have them work to pay off the money they had stolen?
Finally, the girls all stood in their underwear, their skirts and blouses folded on chairs.
"Keep going," Lyle sighed, twirling a finger toward them to indicate bras and panties were to come off as well. "I said 'everything'."
The girls knew very well that he meant they should strip completely but were hoping he would change his mind. Clearly, that wasn't going to happen. Reluctantly, hands reached behind backs to undo bras, and thumbs reached into the waists of panties to draw them down. Once naked, arms involuntarily went across breasts and hands covered pubic areas.
"Stand up straight, arms behind your backs," Lyle barked.
The girls looked around to ensure that their only audience was Lyle and Nikau before doing as asked while staring blankly ahead and avoiding eye contact with the men. Lyle then stood up and began walking around them.
"Nicely shaved," he commented as he looked Jessica up and down before scowling at the other two who both had neatly trimmed but intact pubic hair. "You two will need to do the same. Other than that, you're all lookers so you should be perfect."
