Hannah

Nikki was now all over me. She had me pinned down and all the fight had gone out of me. Any hope I had less had been ruthlessly extinguished.

“That’s better,” said Nikki. “Where were we?”

Before I could clamp my legs together, Nikki dug her hands between my legs and started to rub the top of my thong again. It was a mix of humiliation and pleasure.

“No...” I moaned. “No...”

“Shhhh... this is what I’m doing now I’ve won.”

“You can’t...” I said in real fear as I was racked between doubt and desire.

Nikki ignored my frantic pleas. I reached out in a last desperate attempt at stopping her. There was no miracle on the way. My arms faltered and dropped as Nikki began to rub with a rhythm I couldn’t resist.

I was on fire downstairs. Each motion elicited a barely suppressed moan from my lips. I could feel thong soaking through with every wave of pleasure.

I barely felt anything as Nikki peeled back the front of my thong and shimmied it down my legs. The thong was off. I was naked again, and this time there was nothing I could do to resist.

Nikki didn’t stop. I didn’t want her to stop now. She’d taken me so far to the edge that I had to cross it.

Nikki continued with her relentless perpetual motion. Her other hand groped for my tits, circling my rock hard nipples.

Being stripped against my will and masturbated by my rival was the most humiliating moment of my life, but in the moment I didn’t care.

Her fingers continued to play with me. Her touch grew harder, more daring. More than one finger slipped in between my lips and my body shook with a delight I’d never experienced before.

The minutes passed and I was soon crying out. Nikki pushed me to my climax and I released an orgasm that far surpassed anything I thought possible.

When it was over, I lay panting, covered in sweat, holding myself as I remained on the ground.

Nikki leaned in and kissed me on the lips. “Now you know who the better woman is. Enjoy your walk home.”

My archenemy departed from view. I could do nothing but lay there. I couldn’t deny that I’d enjoyed it. For all my efforts, I had failed. Exposed and humiliated beyond reckoning.

Nikki was, indeed, the superior woman.