Kim Dominates Daphne

At the sound of the bell, Kim suddenly sweeps Daphne's legs, causing the purple wearing girl to fall backward and land hard on the mat.

"OW! What the hell was that for?" Daphne groans at Kim

"Getting an advantage," Kim shrugs, suddenly grabbing Daphne's legs, turning the fallen girl over to her stomach as Kim sits on her thighs, "You wouldn't be needing these." Kim plucks the heels off Daphne's feet and throws them to the crowd.

"Hey! Those were my favorite shoes!"

"I'm sure you've got thousands more at home." Kim smirks as she wraps her arm around Daphne's ankles, "I think you need to lighten up a bit." Kim begins tickling Daphne's pantyhose covered soles

"HA HAHAAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA! WH-WHAT HAHAHAHAAHAT? STO-HAHAHAHHAHAAHAHA!" Daphne begs in ticklish agony as she starts pounding on the mat, as Kim's fingers dig into her pink nylon toes.

"Well, I think it's time to get to business." Kim stops the tickling, stands up and grabs the bottom of Daphne's dress, and in one quick movement tugs it off, leaving Daph in only her bra, panties and pantyhose.

"AHH! What's wrong with you? What kind of fashion shows is this?"

"Fashion show?"