From Riches to Rags

“Hey! You did that on purpose, Kaylee! I saw you! Let’s see how you like having YOUR clothes ripped off!!” challenged a pretty young thing.

“No I didn’t Lexi, you slut!”

The two young interns began to push and shove each other, fueled by some liberal imbibing. They were tearing at each others clothing, flailing wildly in the effort to rip the clothes off of her rival in front of everyone.

RIIIIP!

“EEEKK!”

Cursing loudly as they fought. Garments were torn. Nails gouged delicate flesh. Fabric was ripped again and again.

RIIIPP!

SHRIIIP!!!

The catfight in the bar’s crowded sitting area was happening right next to mayor Simone’s table.

“Stop this immediately you two! I order you!” commanded the mayor as she tried to interpose herself between the two women in an effort to keep them apart. But to no avail as the two kept thrashing blindly at each other in the confined space in spite of the mayor.

“I’ve got you now!! Take this you cunt!!!”

SSHHRIIIIP!!

“AAAHHH!!!”

Only the scream wasn’t from one of the young ladies. Silence fell as eyes turned to look at the woman lying sprawled on the floor among scraps of a blue-gray plaid dress and pieces of a flower arrangement, knocked over as she stumbled backwards through the open gate.

Claire slowly sat up, at first staring blankly into space. Then began to realize that she had just been stripped of her dress and was now clad only in her panties and white slip. People were looking at her. Making fun of her embarrassment. Some even enjoying her mortification.

“What are they doing laughing at me??” thought the mayor as her head cleared.

“My dress!! My dress has been ripped off!!”

She started screaming at them: “Stop looking at me!! STOP laughing!!

NOOOOO!!! EEEEEE!!” came her mournful wailing.

The reporters were now swarming all over for photos, along with anyone holding a cell phone. To Hell with the mayor’s big announcement. This was gonna be WAAAAY better.

Claire tried to shield herself with her hands as if to fend off the laughing. Finally giving up, she ran humiliated in the direction of the sauna rooms.

“Oh my God, Lexi! What did you do to the mayor!!!??”

“Me!!?? Look! You’re holding her dress!”

“Uh, oh. We’d better go and help her.”

The the two interns went to follow the mayor in their tattered clothes but got no further than the lounge area when her personal assistant, Holly, headed them off. ‘Holly the Hottie’ as she was known to all of the staff members, was the worst of the “Boot Licking” bunch, seeing to all of Claire’s personal and professional “wants and demands.” Making sure that she, and she alone, was the one who “whispered” in Claire’s ear.

Now, with the authority of the mayor as her sword and shield, she was going to corral these two upstarts.

“Stop this fighting IMMEDIATELY! She barked. “You’re making a fool of the mayor!”

“Get lost, Holly. This is our fight.” declared Lexi. Unless you want to get stripped too.

“Yeah, get lost.” added Kaylee.

The two interns stood and stared at the pretty brunette.

“How DARE you! I’m the mayor’s personal…

RRIIIPP!!! SHRRIIIIP!!!

“EEEEEEE!!! AAAAHHH!!”

Kaylee and Lexi quickly and methodically ripped and tore every last stitch of clothing off Hottie Holly before she could react. Leaving her lying stark naked on the floor, clad only in her high heels. Stripped to her birthday suite, she gasped and put her hands to her head as she heard Kaylee say contemptuously:

“There ya go honey, now you just lie there and think about what a big mistake you just made. You are so garbage Holly.” she gloated

As Kaylee turned away to get to the mayor first, she glanced over her shoulder to Lexi: “Ya know what, I think that I’ll be the mayor’s new personal assistant. She owes me.”

But, before she could do so...

RIIIIIIPP!!!

“EEEEKKKK!! What are you doing!!” shrieked Kaylee.

“This fight isn't over yet bitch! I told you that I was gonna strip you naked!” shouted Lexi as she tore the dress off the surprised blonde intern.

“Stop it! AAAHHH!! Don’t!!”

Having caught her rival off guard, Lexi continued to strip Kaylee...

Riiip

“EEEPPP!! squealed Kaylee.

...tearing off her bra, spilling her ripe melons out. Then, reaching across Kaylee with both hands, ripped her slip wide open…

SHRRIIIP!

...exposing her white lace panties and garter before shoving her to the floor to finish her off. Kaylee tried to resist but was powerless, being totally dominated by Lexi who was having her way with her as she tore every remaining piece of clothing off the prostrate blonde.

RRIIIPP!! SHHRRIIIP!

“AAAAHH! My panties!!

“Now the rest of your clothes too!! I told you I was gonna do it, you little bitch! So, you thought your family’s money could buy you a cushy job.”

“NOOO!”

RIIIPP!

Kaylee lay curled in a fetal position at Lexi’s feet, trying to hide her nude body.

“Hey, nice body, Kaylee. Let’s share it with everyone. Get up whore!” as Lexi yanked Kaylee up by the hair, forcing her to stand naked in front of everyone.

“EEEKKK!!!”

She gasped as she and tried to screen her nudity for a brief moment then instead, picked up the remains of her clothes as cover and ran utterly embarrassed and humiliated to hide somewhere, anywhere.