Taming the Spoiled Princess

The crowd and Megan were fixated on her mother’s performance but she heard Eva’s grunting and caught sight of her efforts to free herself. Hard to miss those black panties with the white polka dots swaying to and fro, trying to make their escape

Megan strolled over to her wiggling sister.

“Going somewhere young lady?”

“Megan!!” said a startled Eva as she glanced back at her sister.

“What’s the matter? Are you stuck?”

“YES! Can’t you see? Or has that fat in your ass gone to your head as well?”

“Oh. OK. That’s all I needed to know.”

SMACK!

“Ouch. What are you doing?” she whined.

“Just warm’n up.”

WHACK!

“OWWW!! Megan! STOP!” Her legs kicking, trying spear Megan with the heel of her remaining shoe.

“Hang on. I need a better target.”

Megan stepped up between Eva’s flailing legs, grabbed the waist of what was left of her ripped pants and yanked them downward to her knee. SSHHRRIIIIIIPP!!!!

“AAAHH!!!” she shrieked.

Then, the rest of the way...

RIIP!

Letting the tatters pool around her calf and ankle.

“EEEKKK!!!!! My pants! Stop it!! I only have my panties on! Uh. I hate you!!” came a low grunting sound.

THWACK!

“Owww! That stings!” Black stocking legs thrashing about.

Someone from the crowd stepped up and handed Megan Eva’s shoe which had been tossed aside earlier.

“Here. Use this.” suggested a helpful soul.

WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! In rapid fire succession.

“OOOOWWWW! Came the whimpering. “Damn you, Megan!”

Megan was about to swing again when she noticed that she had created a hole in the center of Eva’s panties with the sharp buckle of her shoe. She also noticed that her mother was starting to recover her wits and was trying to look for an escape route but was being hemmed in by the circle of spectators for the moment.

“You still stuck?” came Megan’s query.

“What do ya think, you fat cow? I’d kill you in a second if I weren't stuck!” she snapped.

“Good.” With that, Megan again moved in between Eva’s stocking legs, put the fingers of both hands into the hole of her sister’s panties and…

“Don’t you dare!! Don’t you dare do what I think you’re gonna do!!” she wailed

RRRIIIPPP!!

...tearing them open sideways, completely, from the center all the way down and past the sides of her shapely hips, the torn flaps laying flat on the platform, exposing those savory sweet buns of hers, now only framed alluringly in the lace remains of her panties just under her bottom at the top of her thighs and around her waist.

“GAAAHHHHH!!!!” was all Eva could summon.

“Whoa!! NICE legs!!”, “And an even nicer booty!!”, “Congratulations, darl’n!!”, Came the shouts and a round of applause from somewhere in the crowd.

Megan turned, bowed slightly, and raised an arm up in acknowledgment of her audience. “Thank you, thank you. You’re too kind.”

“That should hold you for a bit. I’ll be right back.” And gave Eva another good hard slap on her bare ass.

“Yowww!!” “Megan! Don’t leave me like this!” She blubbered.

“Ha! Nice. That one made her cheeks clench.” smiled a satisfied Megan.

And side stepped smartly over to her dis-dressed mother.