No

I watched her moving away on her hands and knees in her panties. I didn’t just want to win I wanted to make her suffer.

I swarmed her and laid a massive slap on her ass cheek. My hand cracked like a whip and she screamed. It turned her onto her back and she still kept moving away like a crab, watching me all the way. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment as I stood over her.

“Come here, Nikki, not running away are you?” I asked.

I rushed her to take her to her feet and continue the punishment again. Nikki seized me around my knees and lifted me off my feet as she got up. I yelped in surprise before she tossed me to the ground with a thud, like a sack of potatoes.

I was stunned, but Laura had taught me well. I couldn’t let her get on top of me. I turned over as fast as I could and tried to crawl away.

I made it a few feet before Nikki grabbed my right boot and dragged me back. She flipped up the back of my trench coat exposing the back of my black jean shorts.

She jumped on top of me before I could react and started to spank me. I yelled in pain along with the blows to the back of my shorts.

“You want to strip me, you stupid goth bitch?” Nikki screamed the words with each spank.

She jumped on top of me with her full weight. My arms collapsed under me for a moment. Then I felt her fingers trying to dig into the back of my shorts.

“No,” I shrieked involuntarily.

Suddenly, all the memories of being stripped against my will came flooding back. With each tug, I imagined my underwear coming into view again.

But I needn’t have worried. Laura had chosen my outfit for a reason. She had chosen everything to protect my modesty as far as possible. Every layer was designed to give me an advantage. I’d been skeptical about going full goth, but now I was grateful.

My shorts hadn’t budged an inch. They were hard enough to get off without the belt, but with it they were like concrete. Nikki grunted with each pull, but nothing happened.

I almost wanted to burst out laughing at the extent of her frustration. Instead, I lifted myself back to my hands and knees to break her grip on my shorts.