TANYA'S EXPEDITION TO LAS VEGAS
by Hamlet

After pulverising two punks who lay in a pool of their own blood and vomit in
Salt Lake City, Tanya headed back to the Best Western Hotel.

She decided to change after all before going out to enjoy herself for the day.
When she entered the hotel lobby, she saw that a 'gambling expedition' was
about to take off from the hotel to Las Vegas.

She knew nothing about gambling at all. Like most activities it was strictly
illegal in her Nation Norseland.

She decided to go on the coach trip to Las Vegas but would just observe and
would not take part in any of the gambling herself. She knew that if she took
part in any illegal activity like gambling the Royal Overseas Judges would
discover it and arrest her at once. She knew that as a Norselandic Citizen
that she was subject only to Norselandic Law.while in the USA

She was to return to Norseland in three days' time where she would fly from
San Francisco to Vikingsborg..She could not wait to meet her Partner Rolf
again and experience his massive Cock thrusting deep into her pussy!

She knew that once she was in Risero her home city she would have to inform
her Social Officer Madame Irene Grehardsson of everything she had done in the
USA .

She would also have to confess all her sins to her Priestess and Warrior Nun
Sister Fabiola Eglund She had just realised she had in fact just broken the
Law by eating a greasy American breakfast in a dirty caf� the Deadwood Bar,
which was itself against the Hygiene Law .She dreaded the punishment she would
receive on her return home!

She realised the distance from Salt Lake City to Las Vegas was 420 miles and
the trip would take 6 hours. Utah had no legalized gambling, while Nevada the
neighbouring state had gambling and casinos all over the state. It was paid
for by the casinos to entice residents from Utah to come.to Nevada

Tanya had fifteen minutes before the bus left at 11 AM, so she hurried to her
room to change. This time she donned clothing which was much more reflective
of her personality, her usual custom-made leather tight fitting jeans, (she
had to have the custom made because of her huge thighs to get them to fit) and
a cut off leather halter top that left her rippling, flat belly exposed as
well as her shoulders and arms. She flexed her right arm and a huge ball of
muscle swelled up like a balloon had been implanted under her skin. She
lovingly ran the fingers of her left hand over it feeling the size and
hardness.

She could feel the dampness between her legs returning. She said to herself in
Norselandic

"I shouldn't have kicked that punk so hard. These muscles needed more of a
workout and his belly would have been perfect for a little more punching
practice!.".

"Jeg skulle ikke ha sparket den poonk saa erfitt. Disse vooddvar trengte mer
av en treningsookt, og magen hans ville v�rt fullkominnfor litt mer
treningstrening !.".

She smiled, and covered up again, this time with a leather jacket. She tied
her hair back with a blue bandanna. Her arms completely filled the sleeves of
the jacket as she did. She completed the outfit by wearimng thigh length boots
and fingerless leather gloves. She looked in the mirror, satisfied with what
she saw went down to the

lobby to board the bus.

There was a real mixture of people boarding the bus. Young couples, single men
who immediately started giving her the eye at a powerful blonde Glamazon, and
some older people in their sixties and seventies.

Tanya got a beer from the small bar and found a seat next to an elderly lady.
A quick glance into the lady's purse found a glass jar filled with quarters.
She was no doubt headed for the slot machines.

Tanya gave her a quick smile and put on the headphones that were provided and
listened to music as the bus roared down Interstate 15. She looked at the vast
expanse of the Utah country with so much empty space. This contrasted with
Norseland that was really a vast metropolis where every single centimetre of
ground was developed even the mountainous regions.

The coach sped past the towns of Provo. the Pahvant Range, Cedar City and St
George as it reached the Nevada state line

The bus pulled into Las Vegas at 5 PM under a canopy and everyone got off. She
had read that the city billed itself as� The Entertainment Capital of the
World, and famous for its mega casino-hotels and associated activities. It was
a top three destination in the United States for business conventions and a
global leader in the� hospitality industry, claiming more� AAA Five Diamond�
hotels than any other city in the world.� Today,she knew that Las Vegas
annually ranked as one of the world's most visited tourist destinations.� The
city's tolerance for numerous forms of adult entertainment earned it the title
of "Sin City".

As Tanya followed the crowd and made her way into the casino,. she headed for
one of the largest casinos the Grand Ivy with plush carpeting, state of the
art lighting systems, lounges with name entertainers, and cocktail waitresses
in very skimpy outfits.

She started out standing at the craps table she had never seen before in her
life just watching the action. After spending several minutes observing, she
moved on to the roulette wheel. Again, she just watched for a while, then on
the blackjack tables.

She noticed a young man dressed in a tuxedo following her. He had started at
the craps table and followed her until now. She headed to the area that
contained the restrooms. She ducked into a hallway and waited. The man came
walking cautiously through the area, looking around.

Tanya stepped out of the hallway right in front of him towering over him.

."Is there something I can do for you, mister?" she asked.

The man was obviously embarrassed at having been confronted by her. He
stammered for a few seconds before he could get himself together.

"I'm sorry. I saw you when you came in. You are the most stunningly woman we
have had come in here since it opened. I'm Johnny May. My family owns this
place. If you'll have a drink with me, I promise not to follow you around like
a little puppy dog

anymore."

Johnny smiled showing gleaming white teeth, against his tanned skin. Tanya had
observed that he was a reasonably good-looking young man, olive complexion,
dark hair with a hint of a curl. He looked quite handsome in his tux. "What
the hell." she thought.

"O.K. I'll have one drink with you if you promise to leave me alone after
that. My name is Tanya".

She offered her hand. Johnny took it and was amazed by its size and hardness.
He could feel the hard ridge across her knuckles usually only found in martial
artists or boxers. Her grip was very firm, an indicator of her underlying
great strength. He wondered just what kind of woman he had become involved
with. She had the looks of a model but the size and strength of a world class
athlete and then there were those fighter's knuckles. "This could prove to be
a very interesting evening." he thought.

Johnny ushered her to his private table set up in a corner of the main bar.
Tanya noticed several men who seemed to be carrying guns under their suit
jackets scattered throughout the casino. After they were seated and ordered
she asked about all the armed men in the casino.

"There is a group from Los Angeles that wants to take over all the casinos.
You can guess who they are. They started out by making offers to buy us out
that were far less than the business is worth. When that didn't work, they
started to make threats. We are just taking precautions to protect ourselves
and our customers."

Tanya was not surprised. When money is to be made, the mafia mob is not far
behind.

As they were talking there was a sudden commotion at the entrance to the
casino.

Suddenly several men wearing ski masks and carrying automatic weapons came
through the door and spread out throughout the casino. One of them fired a
burst through a chandelier.

One of Johnny's men pulled his gun but was cut down before her could do
anything.

"No one move! Stay where you are, and everyone will be alright. This is not a
holdup!"

He spotted Johnny sitting at his table. The man made his way over to Johnny.

"Get up, asshole. You're coming' with us."

Mistaking Tanya for Johnny's girlfriend he said. "O.K. lady, you better come
along too." waving the MAC 10 machine pistol he was carrying at Tanya. She
knew that there was nothing that could be done at the moment so, she stood up
and joined Johnny.

The masked man prodded Johnny and Tanya with his gun.

"Move along, the boss wants to see you, lover boy. I will say Blondie seems to
be an improvement over what you usually hang out with. I'll bet she's a real
good piece of ass."

Tanya had to bite her tongue to keep from saying something she would probably
regret because right now, they were in control.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, folks." the leader said. "Carry on and good
luck. By the way, don't any of you get any bright ideas. If you follow us,
we'll waste Johnny and Blondie."

They backed out the door and loaded into two vans that had been waiting.
Johnny

and Tanya were blindfolded. and shoved down on the floor of the van they were
in.

The drive seemed to take over an hour, but they couldn't tell if it was really
travel time or if they were just being driven around to confuse them. They
could feel the van turn off the road. It came to a stop and the blindfolds
were removed. They were standing in front of a large, palatial house, that had
been built out in the country. They were actually in Kingman Arizona the next
state,

Johnny did not recognize the route they had taken but he recognized the house,
it was Jimmy Donizetti's. They were taken inside and shoved into an elevator
which was just inside the front door. They ascended to the second floor and
when the elevator stopped, they were taken down a hallway and left in a room.
It was a room that contained only a few chairs. The floor, walls and ceiling
were all padded. This was definitely not the guest room. Johnny and Tanya sat
in silence for a while.

"One thing I can promise you." Tanya said to him. "I'm going to break that
guy's jaw who kept calling me Blondie if I can find out who he is without his
mask."

Johnny looked at her and grinned. "I know who he is. That mask would only fool
the tourists. That was Sam Rossini, Jimmy Donizetti's right-hand man. I'd be
careful around him, though. He has a black belt in karate."

Tanya looked unimpressed. "Well, I have a black belt in street fighting, and a
Grade A in Gym Kata so he'd better be careful around me. Anyway, who is Jimmy
Donizetti?"

"Jimmy is the guy who wants to take over the casinos. He has already forced
some of the smaller owners to sell to him. My family has been in Nevada for a
long time, when nobody wanted to be here. We waited patiently for the casinos
to be voted in, and now when we are finally about to cash in, Jimmy is trying
to muscle in. We're actually two branches of the same family, so to speak, so
the big guys aren't going to take sides. They will stand by until it's over,
then backed the winner."

Johnny paused for breath, then continued. "This isn't going to work." he said.
"They think they can scare my father into selling to them by snatching me. He
won't do it. He doesn't scare easily, and can't be intimidated. Why they took
you, I don't know. They must really think you're my girlfriend. I'm sorry that
you got caught up in this."

Tanya shrugged.

"Trouble always seems to find me in the USA no matter where I go. I'll be so
relieved to return to Norseland my Nation in a few days where crime doesn't
exist." she sighed.

Her hands were not tied, she was free to move about the room. Jimmy's men
figured what can two people do against so many armed men, especially if one of
them is a woman.

That was their first mistake!

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