She Runs

Tears started to flow down her face. Deep down, she knew she had almost no chance of getting out of this. She was just two items from being in her underwear!

Rolling to the right, with her top coming back down safely to hide as much skin as possible, she dashed for an alley.

To her horror, it was a dead-end, but it was her only chance of fighting off the mad women to prevent them from stripping and humiliating her.

“Hey!” the girl in red shouted.

“Don’t worry.” the girl in white said. “That’s just an old bin yard they used to use. Nothing in there now. Just an empty place.”

“Don’t let her get away.” the girl in black said.

“Relax. It’s a dead end. Either we go in after her or she comes to us. It’s fine. Let’s just go get her.”

Confident of their immediate and crushing victory, the girls followed in single file. The size of the alley, flanked by high fences, couldn’t really accommodate any more without crushing each other against the fences. As the girl in white had said, Jenny had made it to the end and she had found herself. trapped.

A strange look appeared on her face. Her jaw and fists were clenched. She planned to fight.

“Come on then, bitches!” Jenny screamed in defiance.

If she couldn’t escape she could at least attempt to give them the same treatment and maybe **** them to back away.

She had already pantsed one girl, she could do it again. Here, their numbers counted for nothing.