[Finished](Street Fighter Series, Chun-Li) Casino Trap

"Welcome to the Crescent Casino!

Seize your fortune until you can fill the gaps of the crescent moon!"

You looked up and down the guide at the entrance with a crooked grin.

"Ah, you must be Chun-Li.

I'm surprised a world famous martial artist like you came to work at my casino."

Chun-Li flashed a dazzling smile and shook her head.

Her cleavage strained against the uniform, seconds away from severing the button holding it together.

"Unfortunately, street fighting is a declining workplace nowadays and I need some extra cash as well, so..."

"Ah, I see. I am more than glad to have such skilled fighter at my disposal."

You reach out with your hand. Chun-Li offered to take the hand, but you instead grabbed her behind and gave her ass a good squeeze.

"A-ah!"

Chun-Li jumped on her spot.

For a brief moment, you saw a spark of anger streak within her eyes, but she quickly masked in under an embarrassed yet troubled expression.

"Is there anything more you want, sir?"

You smirked, amused by the lengths of effort Chun-Li was going through to hide her true intentions when it was already long since busted.

After Shadaloo went dismanteled as the greatest criminal organization, your cartel was one of many emerging crime organizations that took up the void left behind.

While your peer/rivals took up **** dealing or arms smuggling, you took up the various Casinos that was run by Shadaloo as financial backbone and money washing.

Recently, an intel within the Interpol have warned you that Chun-Li would be investigating one of your casinos as an undercover agent.

Ever since then, you have planned out an exquisite trap for her.

Today was the day you'd see if Chun-Li was a skilled agent as she was skilled at street fighting.

"A simple poker table would suffice for me, Chun-Li."

"O-of course, Mr. Carter."

You kept groping her ass all the way to the closest poker table, which was exactly where you wanted to lead her.

Luckily for her, Chun-Li's will didn't break from just blantent harassment. It would have been a shame too; all of your plannings would have been gone to waste.

Besides, it was very entertaining to watch her inner turmoils emerge on her expression.

"Would you like to call other players to your table?"

Chun-Li asked, relived that your hand was finally off her butt and eager to leave.

Of course, you weren't going to let her go that easily.

"No, I would want to play against you."

You gestured at the opposite side of the table.

Chun-Li's smile wavered. It was clear that this wasn't a part of her plan—she most likely hoped to get some intels while serving at the side.

"M-me? B, but I'm a mere employee of the casino..."

"And I'm the man who owns your workplace. Take your seat."

With no other option, Chun-Li reluctantly took the seat on your table.

You snapped your fingers to call a waiter and slipped him a message, ordering to bring your personal card dealer.

In less than 30 minutes, the dealer came to your side.

"What kind of game will you be playing tonight, sir?"

"Since that lady is relatively new, I'll settle for a basic game of poker."

"Very well."

The dealer shuffled the deck of cards in incredible speed.

Chun-Li grunted slightly as she tried to track his hands, but you could tell that she couldn't make heads or tails from just looking at her expression.

She was wary that you would try and cheat your way to victroy(To be fair, you were.), but without any proof, there wasn't much she could do to defend against it.

Within the next 10 minutes, you easily swiped all of Chun-Li's chips.

"Ah, how unfortunate," Chun-Li said in an unconvincingly disappointed tone, "I'm sorry I couldn't be a batter opponent, sir."

She tried to stand up from the table, but you held out a hand to stop her.

"No, I find you entertaining in my own ways."

A small wrinkle appeared underneath Chun-Li's eyes.

"But—"

You suddenly slam your fist on the table, startling the secret agent and blocking her words.

"Chun-Li, I expected a woman like you would be as smart as how strong you are.

If you are working in my casino, you will treat me as your boss, not a mere customer.

Do you understand my words?"

Chun-Li chewed on her lips. Her fingers rubbed over the third button on her oitfit, which you knew was were the secret microphone was placed.

She was desperately contacting the Interpol HQ for guidelines, not knowing that you were already holding them tightly with your rich, grubby hands.

Soon, you saw Chun-Li frown deeper and knew that she just got the message to pursue her mission at all costs.

With the smallest sigh of exasperation, Chun-Li took her seat again.

"...I apologize for my ignorance and cheeky attitude, sir."

You pretend to huff in a grudging satisfaction and motioned at the dealer to set up a new game.

When the dealer only began shuffling the card decks, Chun-Li frowned.

"Sir, I don't have any chips to bet on."

You grinned widly. Now your master plan was finally kicking off.

"Of course you don't. You've lost them at the last round."

"But...then what would I be betting?"

"Your clothes."

Chun-Li's mouth hung open in shock. Veins popped up at the back of her hand as they automatically closed into fists.

"...I, beg your pardon, sir?"

"Your clothes, Chun-Li.

Whenever you lose without chips, you'll take off your clothes by my orders."

"But that's—"

Chun-Li bit her tongue right before she openly objected.

She was smart enough not to make a mistake of questioning you and provoking your wrath.

You knew Chun-Li would accept the deal no matter what.

Being the heroine with a golden heart, she would most certainly pick to get embarrassed but potentially gain crucial information than sacrifice the mission for her skin.

"...very well, sir."

With that the first game of the one-sided strip poker began.

Chun-Li was more focused than ever, but with the dealer on your side, there was little she can do.

"Now, since it is your first loss, I'll be generous.

Unbutton your suit until I can see your bra."

"..."

Chun-Li slowly raised her fingers to the blue suit and slowly began unbuttoning them one by one.

With each button freed, her massive tits jiggled up and down like pudding.

Finally, Chun-Li stopped when her bra was revealed underneath the wide open suit.

"I-is this to your likings?"

Instead of giving a straight answer, you gestured at her to come closer to your side.

When Chun-Li reluctantly figited next to you, you reach forward and grabbed tits without any heads-up.

"Ah-mmfh!"

Chun-Li hastily bit her lips before she shouted out of shock.

She quickly diverted her eyes, her last effort to turn a blind eye to the humiliating situation she was stuck in.

You took your time groping Chun-Li.

It was rather amazing to think that she had such big milk bags while also being a master at martial arts.

One would think having such heavy luggage on their chest would be a drawback.

Well, there was no point wondering on your own when the person in question was right in front of you.

"I wonder, exactly how big are your tits?"

Chun-Li looked absolute livid as she chewed on her lips.

"...I'm not sure, sir."

"Why don't you feel it out yourself, then?"

You kindly switched to the other side as Chun-Li raised her hand to feel out her own breast.

"Mmm..."

Tiny moans escaped Chun-Li as she groped herself.

At one point, you had a fleeting suspension that she was enjoying this much more than she was trying to portray.

After several minutes of "feeling herself out", Chun-Li snapped out of her daze and quickly removed her hand.

"I-I think they're around E cup, sir. I can't be sure, though."

"Impressive."

You gave her tits a nice slap uppercut before telling her to go back to her seat.

Chun-Li gasped as her tits rapidly jiggled up and down, but she quickly steadied them with her hands and trotted back to her seat.

"Let's hope the next round would be favorable to you."