A Daring Escape

Yana managed to get to her knees. Using one hand, she held the side of her pants to stop them from falling. She needed two hands to haul her zip back up now. Yana had to make an escape. She needed to regroup, and then she would destroy Daffney.

Daffney charged at Yana, pushing her up against the car again. Yana could only use one hand to defend herself, not trusting the integrity of the tight pants.

“I wish I had a camera for this,” said Daffney.

The mention of cameras brought it back into her mind. Amelia and Emily were watching and recording all this. She wouldn’t allow herself to be humiliated like that.

Yana lashed out with her nails at Daffney’s face. The scratch hit home, drawing a scream from her opponent. Daffney spun away holding her face.

This was her chance. Yana threw herself onto the hood of the car. If she could get some distance between her, she could pull the zip up and go back on the attack. She could beat her. She knew she could.

Daffney rubbed her face. Yana’s nails had struck her like a hot blade across her cheek. She turned back with renewed fury. Yana was climbing across the hood of the car. Before she could get far, she leapt at Yana’s wide ass dragged her by the back of her pants.

The zip ripped it’s way downwards. Daffney wrenched at Yana’s pants and pulled them down. The black pants came down to her thighs, revealing her purple silk bikini cut panties.

Yana screamed, but it was no use. The zip broke and Daffney swept the pants clean off her enemy, with her black shoes flying away with her, leaving her half naked from the waist down.

Yana found herself lying on top of a hood of a car in her panties. Her thick thighs were out in the open. Her hands flew to her crotch and she felt silk and skin. Her friends...the camera! Everything was ruined.

Daffney wrapped her fingers in the open zipper and pulled the pants apart with a loud rip. Yana wouldn’t be wearing those again.

But Yana wasn’t focused on that. Her mind had frozen as she contemplated what all this meant. She dragged herself across the hood of the car and finally managed to get the distance she wanted, san her pants.

Daffney would pay for this.