Wear the princess panties

You slide the princess panties up over your tight, round ass. They're small enough that they fit like a cute pair, wedging themselves ever so slightly past the bottom of your butt cheeks. You pull on your tank top, admiring how it makes your small, perky, braless boobs look. You pull on your sweatpants, and grab your backpack, making your way outside.

It's a beautiful early fall day. The sun is shining, and a light breeze blows across the quad, cooling a bit of the sun's heat. You're halfway to class when you hear a familiar voice that stops you in your tracks. "There she is! That's her!" You slowly turn to see the young, nerdy girl you embarrassed down the other day pointing toward you. You then see who she is talking to, and the bottom drops out of your stomach. Coming toward you is a blonde woman that towers over you by half a foot, and it easily twice as muscular as you. She is carrying a canvas bag, and wearing an HSU women's hockey uniform.

"Hey!" The large woman shouts, as you turn and try to run. You don't get far, before you feel her strong hand clamp around your shoulder, and spin you around. You are now face to face with her, as she back you up and pins you against a tree. "My little sister says you're the one that stole her skirt and sent her across the quad in her panties." You try to stop yourself, but the memory of her shapely ass jiggling as you gave it a slap causes you to chuckle slightly. This seems to enrage the large woman.

"You think it's funny huh? Let's see how funny you think it is in a minute." She quickly spins you around, pinning you face first against the tree. She keeps you there easily with one hand, while rifling through her back with the other. She removes a pair of handcuffs, lifting your hands above your head, on either side of a large branch. She handcuffs them so you can't bring them down, and leaves you there for a moment.

"Oh god, no. Look I'm sorry. I'm seriously sorry! Please don't do this." you plead, but she ignores your cries.

"I think you need a taste of your own medicine... but I also think my little sister should decide how this goes. So, Sandra, what do you think your friend here should lose first?"

Sandra smiles at you, **** in her eyes.