She forces them to kiss

Originally written by Bluefish

After a moment, something dawned came over the redhead's face, and she clapped her hands suddenly. "I know!" Looking from Isabel to the brunette - whose name was Rebecca - she smiled wickedly. "I'm picking up on a lot of resentment between the two of you. Lot of bad feeling. Hurts to see, really."

Isabel blurted out a furious "That's because she made me strip! In public!" at the exact same moment that Rebecca shouted "That's because she pantsed me! In public!"

"Yeah, yeah, shut up," said the redhead, waving a hand airily. Isabel felt the grip of the two girls holding her tighten, pulling her arms back slightly, forcing her to arch her back and thrust her round breasts out even more prominently. A fresh wave of humiliation washed through her, and she clamped her mouth shut.

"As I was saying," the redhead continued, "there's a lot of bad feeling here, and it's getting me down. You know what you two need? You two..." she paused, letting the silence linger on for a few seconds, "...need to kiss and make up."

A ripple of laughter passed through the onlookers. Isabel and Rebecca were suddenly released, and both were given a hard shove towards each other. Stumbling, they immediately covered themselves with their arms, doing whatever they could to ease their embarrassment. Their relief, such as it was, was short lived, when they realized that the gang of girls was staring at them expectantly.

Isabel realized what they wanted first. "No. No. You can't...you can't mean..."

The redhead looked at her severely. "That's exactly what I mean." She pointed at Rebecca. "Kiss her."

"But she-"

"Kiss her." This came from the curvy girl with the tattoos. "If you don't...well...I guess we're just going to have to come up with something even worse to do to you." She smiled. "I'm actually hoping you refuse, because I'd love the chance to get really creative."

Isabel and Rebecca stared at each other in abject horror, and no small amount of mutual revulsion. The thought of kissing the girl who had just a few short minutes ago been parading her naked through a public place made Isabel's skin crawl.

The cute blonde with the pixie cut gestured to the crowd and started chanting. "Kiss! Kiss!" The crowd took it up immediately - "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

Isabel was out of options. Still covering her breasts and crotch, she took a few shaky steps towards Rebecca. Rebecca had gone as still as a statue, aside from the faint heaving of her breasts beneath her arms.

They were about the same height. Gritting her teeth and squeezing her eyes shut, Isabel leaned forwards, slowly, as slowly as she could. The fruity scent of Rebecca's perfume filled her nostrils, overlaid with the faint smell of sweat from their fight. Her breath, coming short and fast, tickled Isabel's face. They were so close now that their bodies were almost touching, though both were still trying to cover themselves.

Steeling herself, Isabel leaned the rest of the way in and planted a quick peck on Rebecca's cheek. Rebecca flinched.

Boos erupted from the crowd. "Come on!" shouted the redhead in obvious displeasure. Both Isabel and Rebecca snapped their heads around to look at her. "That's not a kiss!" she continued. "I meant a real kiss! On the lips! From both of you!"

Isabel opened her mouth to protest, to say that no **** on Earth could compel her to make out with the girl who had been taking such pleasure in humiliating her - when she felt Rebecca's hands grab her shoulders and yank her close. She was so surprised she forgot to keep covering herself, and their warm breasts were instantly pressed against each other's. Not stopping there, Rebecca then wrapped her arms around Isabel, raising one leg to lock their hips together - Isabel tried not to shiver at the unexpected sensation between her legs - and kissed her full on the mouth.

Too shocked to resist, for a moment Isabel was overwhelmed. Their bare, gleaming bodies were entangled, the brunette's dark hair teasing Isabel's face, her tongue probing into Isabel's mouth. She was dimly aware that the crowd was roaring its approval. Instinct began to take over, and she moved her arms up to wrap them around Rebecca's back. Her eyes drifted shut as she began to return the kiss, and one of her hands slid slowly downwards to cup one of the the other woman's buttocks, massaging it gently. Rebecca stiffened slightly, and seemed to retaliate by bending Isabel backwards into a classic dip pose, one arm supporting her waist while the other stroked her hip. Her fingers danced slowly towards Isabel's inner thigh, just close enough to her crotch to make Isabel's stomach flutter - but went no further.

Holy crap, this girl was good at this. Isabel couldn't help but emit a tiny moan, which she immediately regretted, but knew Rebecca had heard nonetheless. It took conscious effort to remind herself of how much she hated her.

Determined not to lose all control, Isabel moved her other hand slowly up Rebecca's body, tracing her hip, over her stomach, to her breast. She couldn't help but notice how firm it was, and big, as she squeezed it gently, and flicked the nipple with one finger. She was rewarded with a small gasp from the other woman, and took some silent satisfaction.

"Okay, that'll do." The redhead's voice broke the reverie, and just like that, the arms supporting Isabel vanished. She fell back and landed hard on her butt, sprawling then onto her back in surprise. For a moment, she lay on her back, legs apart and arms at her sides, staring up at the ceiling in bewilderment. Then she remembered how incredibly naked she was, and screamed, scrambling to her feet and throwing her arms around herself again. Rebecca stood a few paces away, also covering herself, and very pointedly not looking at Isabel.

Despite having just regained her feet, Isabel wanted to lay down and die. She had just made out with the girl who had been humiliating her, totally naked, in public.

She had thought being nude and helpless in front of a crowd of people was the worst humiliation she could feel. She had been wrong.

"I have to say, I just thought it would be funny to make you two do that," said the redhead, blinking at them both. "I didn't expect you to get quite so...into it."

"Yeah, whatever," snapped Rebecca. "Can I h-have my clothes back now?" The tremor in her voice belied her attempt at toughness.

"Hmmm." Once again the redhead made a great show of contemplation. Her friends smirked. "Gooooood question..."