Absolutely Not!

Nikki was now laughing at my discomfort. She had completely turned the tables. There was nothing more than a pair of navy blue panties left on her, yet she was the one kicking my ass.

I continued the exercise in futility by trying to pull my shorts up, but she’d been clever. By leaving them under the curve of my ass, I had to get free if I was to repair the damage.

Nikki wasn’t about to let me do that. After removing my boots, she swivelled around and slapped me clean in the face. The sudden shot stunned me.

She dug her fingers into my shorts and pulled them. I was quickly looking at the front of my red thong and the tops of my thighs.

I reached out to grab them, but Nikki stood and turned me over again. I was now looking at the ground, with no purchase left.

Nikki grunted as every pull brought my shorts away from my ass, down to my thighs, and when my arms could reach no more down to my knees.

It was child’s play for Nikki to finish removing my shorts. The last vestige of my gothic outfit was in her hands, leaving me in nothing but my matching bright red bra and thong.

“I’ve never had so much work getting a girl’s pants off before,” Nikki remarked.

Her words stung more than she knew. I had to get out of here. I had to get to safety while I still could. Why had I made Laura promise not to intervene? How could I have been so overconfident?

I began to crawl away from Nikki on my hands and knees, ignoring the fact I was giving her a prime view of my ass and the wetness that had spread between my legs.