Coup De Grâce

For their next destination (a local pub’s Halloween party), and Carol’s coup de grâce, Debbi would need to be drunker than everyone thought she had been at the company Halloween party! It was time for Carol to call in reinforcements. A couple of quick texts and the mere mention of humiliating Debbi, and it was arranged, Diane, Jackie & Sarah would all be waiting at the pub.

Upon Carol & Debbi’s arrival, Jackie enthusiastically waved them over to join the table they had secured on the pub’s outdoor patio. The patio featured a small stage sometimes used for live music, a sound system, and plenty of space for Debbi to make a fool of herself. Debbi was not pleased to see the Murderers’ Row awaiting her at the table, these women all hated her guts, this was not her idea of a fun end to the evening!

The presence of three of her rivals had Debbi completely off balance. She was unable to pick up on the obviously rigged drinking game, to which everyone except Debbi seemed to know the rules, and before she knew it their mission was accomplished. Debbi was completely sloshed.

For the first test of Debbi’s inhibitions, Diane was chatting up a couple of blokes, laying it on real thick about how despite being dressed as a cheerleader, Debbi was neither flexible or athletic enough to actually be one. A point which Debbi was predictably eager to disprove once again. She proceeded to do a few of the best high kicks she could muster, each time flashing the gash to her new acquaintances. Debbi finished with a satisfied smile at Diane, who was once again smiling right back (a disappointment to Debbi).

Carol proudly explained to the ladies about the great success of she & Debbi’s little chicken dance they had toured around earlier on their charity collecting venture. She then started the music up on her phone and beckoned Debbi to demonstrate for the girls. Drunken Debbi happily obliged; Jackie & Sarah could barely operate their camera phones they were laughing so hard. Sarah made sure to zoom in on Debbi’s bare bum as she wiggled it exuberantly, Sarah knew quite a few people who’d enjoy this video.

It was Jackie who offered Debbi her next challenge, surely Debbi wasn’t capable of doing a cartwheel? She baited. Sure enough Debbi was quickly clearing stools and table out of the way to show Jackie just how wrong she was! Carol was impressed, she had no idea how athletic her 26-year-old boss actually was! A crowed started forming on the patio, Carol had not been the only one impressed by the sight of the knickerless girl’s wide-open legs flying through the air exposing the clean-shaven treasures in-between.

Diane meanwhile was busy tipping the barkeep to plug her phone into the sound system. Soon a familiar sound emerged from the speakers. Debbi recognized The Monster WAP immediately, and no prompting from the other ladies was necessary, she excitedly mounted the small stage and began a solo performance of the Twerk or Treat routine, much to the delight of the pub crowd! “Shake that ass!” Jackie shouted and the **** Debbi complied, booty poppin’ as aggressively as she could.

When Debbi disembarked the stage she was now surrounded by an equally drunk congregation of male patrons. Carol and Diane pushed their way to the front of the group to boast about Debbi’s toe touching talents! Not long thereafter with the help of some intoxicated makeshift assistants Debbi was thrown into the air! She rolled her hips forward spread her legs wide and presented the most breathtaking view of her pussy yet! In her drunken state Debbi’s form was nowhere near as impressive as the other night, but proper form was the last concern of her appreciative pub audience. On her third trip in the air Debbi’s breasts broke free of their containment, inciting mass cheers from her onlookers. Debbi was too far gone to care about the groping her bare ass and tits were receiving from her male assistants.

At this point the four women decided it was time to bail Debbi out before the pub goers took any further advantage of their poor drunken mark. A short while later, the car pulled up and Carol loaded a barely conscious Debbi into the front passenger seat. “Here is her key, and thank you again for doing this Kieron!” Carol said with a wink.