A selfie with my ass

"I want a selfie with that fat ass."

It was something really crude, but not completely unexpected from Nick. I stared at him for a moment while he eyed me like a piece of meat. He continued:

"I want you to pull down your pants and let me admire and take a picture with that ass."

"Nick, you are disgusting..."

"Look, take it or leave it. Either way, unless you take this chance, I'm getting something from you."

"You're a fucking pervert..."

"Yeah well...that's my offer."

I stood and carefully looked at the board. He was right - because of my own stupidity and greed, I was caught between a rock and a hard place. On one hand, if I were to decline the offer, I'd have to show him breasts and hand over my bra. But if I were to agree, I'd potentially find myself in an even worse situation.

Judging the risk, I nodded. I accepted the wager as I thought I had a very good shot at...well, making the shot.

I held the dart and took a deep breath. I knew that a lot was counting on me winning here. I knew that if I were to lose, then I would never forgive myself. I knew that...

I wasn't going to make it.

The second I threw that dart, my heart sank. I watched as it, as if it were going in slow-motion, twirl and hit the board. A triple 20, right when I needed it the least. Nick laughed, his hand on my hips as he pulled me in close, before he commented "I was actually worried you'd make it. Anyway, let's get a drink to make you a bit more...comfortable, to pay up."

His hand grabbed mine tightly, as if he was afraid that I was going to run away. Not that I would - I knew Nick well enough that he'd practically whine to everyone that I agreed to the bets in the first place. That alone put me in a bad light. At least, that's what I was thinking as he dragged me along towards the bartender.

"One bottle of whiskey and make it quick."

I watched as the bottle got to Nick, with him leaving a hefty tip. With my hand still in his grasp, and the other on the bottle of whiskey, I followed him towards...wait, where was he taking me?

"Just where on earth are you taking us?"

"Away from everyone's view. God, I guess what they say about blondes are true." he said cruelly, pulling me into the men's bathroom. I protested, scared that we were going to see someone in here. Thankfully, that wasn't the case...but still. I felt disgusted as he pushed me inside a bathroom stall and locked the door behind him. In seemingly a flash, here I was in a closed, disgusting spot with an even more disgusting person. Cornered against the toilet and him, I watched as Nick undid the bottle cap and brought the bottle towards my mouth.

"Drink up."

I didn't say anything, but instead opened my mouth as he poured the harsh liquid down my throat. I chugged quite a bit of it, feeling it burn its way down my throat, before he pulled the bottle away and said:

"Okay, take off that bra and show me those delicious tits."