Nikki

Nikki pressed down upon me with an evil grin. She had me now. I only had my soaking wet thong remaining. I shuddered to think what she was about to do to me.

I needed a miracle now to save me from the ultimate humiliation.

Nikki seized the back of my thong and began to pull. I felt my ass crack being exposed to the wind. I was only seconds away now.

“It’s time —”

Nikki’s expression of victory turned into one of searing pain. My best friend, my saviour, my goddess had both hands dragging Nikki away from me by the hair.

“You sick bitch.” Laura spat directly into Nikki’s face, her own a mask of fury. “Pervert.”

Laura tossed Nikki to the ground hard. Standing over her in a pair of combat trousers, black t-shirt, and a spiked collar around her neck, Laura’s raven hair fluttered in the breeze like a superhero’s cape.

I watched on with my knees clamped together protectively as Laura slammed Nikki with a crushing kick to the midsection.

Nikki had no reply as Laura pounded her to the ground. In her rage, she dragged Nikki’s navy blue panties down to her ankles. Nikki yelped in total surprise as her trimmed bush was exposed.

She covered up as I had done twice before. It was great to see Nikki getting exactly what she deserved.

“You lose,” Laura declared. “Now you’re going to get a taste of your own medicine.”

I felt safe enough to climb to my feet. My mouth was dry just standing here in my red thong, but just in this moment I didn’t care anymore.

“Hannah, get over here.”

I obeyed. I stood over Nikki with Laura to make sure she didn’t try to escape. Then again, where would she run to in a state of undress?

There were tears in Nikki’s eyes. All the sick bravado had dissipated like an afternoon rain shower.

“Please... don’t,” she pleaded.

“Don’t, my ass.” Laura whipped her phone out of her pocket. “Spread ‘em.”

Nikki didn’t obey. “What?”

“You like strip wrestling so much, we’re going to see how you like getting humiliated. Touch yourself. Just like you touched Hannah. I’ll make it so much worse for you if you don’t.”

I didn’t want to know what else Laura could do that would be worse. Evidently, Nikki had some ideas. She slowly opened her legs, exposing her open pussy to the both of us and the camera.

Laura filmed the whole thing as I watched Nikki tentatively touch her clitoris and begin rubbing in a rhyming motion. I gulped as I watched the humiliation on her face.

Little by little Nikki forgot the camera and leaned back on the ground. She closed her eyes and her rubbing grew in intensity. Stunted moans escaped her lips as she drew closer and closer to the eruption of pleasure.

I, too, felt a tingling as I watched my victory party play out before me. I brushed myself over my thong until I caught myself.

“Oh God...” Nikki moaned as she reached her climax.

Laura chuckled and stepped closer to capture the beautiful moment between her legs.

Nikki brought herself back to planet Earth after a few moments. Her face glowed with embarrassment.

“Are you... are you?” She stuttered.

“Maybe,” Laura replied. “If you bother Hannah again this is going to go up on every porn website you can think of.” She took a tube of black lipstick out of her pocket. “Here.”

I took it, noting it was the same one she’d used on me earlier. I didn’t need an explanation. I approached Nikki and scrawled the words ‘Slut’ across the front and back. When I was finished, I watched as Nikki rose uncertainly to her feet. I wondered if this is how I looked the last times.

Laura nodded and Nikki fled. A long walk home naked and a long walk home looking like that. I was elated as I went to retrieve my clothes and redress.

Laura smiled. “Sorry. I know you didn’t want me to —”

“Forget about it,” I grinned. “Thank you.”

“You really did look hot, you know?”

I only laughed and smiled. I didn’t think I would be strip wrestling in public for a while.