Penalty 2

As Gemma gets up, her clothes saturated, Holly turns to Paul and give him his next options, “Now Paul, I understand as a loyal football fan you have a lot of Football strips, fourteen football shirts & seven shorts to be precise, is that right?”

“Err, probably,” Paul replied, “I assume you counted them”

“Oh yeah we counted them, cos they’re here with us tonight,” Holly announced as a clothes rail was wheeled out with all the strips hanging off it. “Now it’s time for you to decide what strip is most important to you. Option 1: We take all your shirts & shorts and throw them into..THE DESTROYER…. Option 2: You and Gemma both get a full new strip of your football team to take home with you. Option 3: Gemma has to strip right here and now, down to her underwear and her clothes get sent to THE DESTROYER, and again I think we all know what the audience wants to see happen.”

Gemma **** to keep her clothes and maintain her dignity, decides to go for it and try a diving save like she’s seen on TV many times. Unfortunately it’s not that easy and when Paul shoots, she just bellyflops and watches the ball sail over her head. The crowd cheers as she stands her her front and face absolutely caked in the mud, which is even slimier now the beer has mixed in with it.

“Well Paul, what do you want to do?” asked Holly as the crowd made their opinion very known, “You could be nice and go home with a pair of lovely new football strips and save your wife”

“You’re right, I could”, replied Paul, “But Gemma brought me on here to try and mess me up, so **** is fair play, sorry babe, but you know it’s option 3.”

Gemma blushed red under all the mud as she resignedly undid the zip at the side of her trousers before struggling to push the wet, sticky item down her legs. She revealed slightly brown legs where the mud had seeped through topped with a high cut pair of plain black panties. She threw the trousers out of the pit before grasping her top and quickly pulling it over her head revealing similarly black and matching bra. The crowd whooped and cheered and she found herself kinda liking the attention. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so attractive despite her hair and skin being covered in mud.

“Wow, that’s definitely a fine strip,” quipped Holly, as she threw Gemmas clothes into the Destroyer, “Don’t worry at the end of the show you can get the luggage you brought with you and get dressed but for now, we all get to enjoy the lovely view…..