The fight continues

Kelly holds her there for a while, as Mary writhes around on the mat. This looks to be a forgone conclusion. Suddenly Mary seems to gain some traction and manages to pull herself to her feet, her head still locked between Kellys thighs. At this point Kelly is hanging off Mary, her head still on the mat. Mary positions herself to straddle Kellys back and proceeds to sit on her. "Backs aren't supposed to bend that way" you overhear another observer comment. He's right, Kelly is bent back in the most unnatural fashion. Mary sits her self down and holds Kellys legs, preventing her from straightening out. Kellys face shows how much pain she is in. "Give up, and I won't hurt you" says Mary in a smug tone. "Fu-fuck you" responds Kelly. But she fails to hold out much longer.

She slams her fist down in frustration "I give up!" She shouts. "What was that? Say it again." Mocks Mary. "I give up, what do you want me to do?" grumbles Kelly. The crowd starts shouting suggestions. "Make her strip!", "Spank her ass!" "Sit on her face!" are just a few. You shout out "Make her lick your feet!". You might have lost the bet but at least you can get some sort of ****. Mary seems to hear your suggestion and says to Kelly "Worship my feet". Kelly looks at your with pure hatred. "fine" she responds. Mary releases her and stands above her, her foot outstretched. Kelly reluctantly takes hold of it and begins the same humiliating ritual she **** on you.

She slowly begins to kiss the arch of the foot and then moves on the lick between every toe. Mary forces her foot inside Kellys mouth, "ooh yeah, suck it. I like that" she mocks. Kelly does as she's told and obediently sucks each and every toe, before repeating the task on the other foot. This time Mary doesn't need to **** it, Kelly leans down to the floor and kisses away at the foot, eager to please. "Beg for more" commands Mary. Kelly looks up as see's that she is serious. She sighs and responds, "please Mistress, let me lick you feet more". "Such a good ****, go ahead, worship all you want" Mary responds. Kelly tenderly kisses and licks the feet, taking her time to please Mary. A bell rings, signalling the end of Kellys humiliation. She exits the ring, and on her walk away she moves past you and whipers in your ear "You'll pay for that".

The next round is about to begin. The announcer unfolds a piece of paper and calls your name. oh no...
Those you know you in the crowd begin pushing you forward. Reluctantly you enter the ring. A ring girl walks up to you and pulls your top off. "Wha-what are you doing?" you stammer. "You're not allowed to wear full clothes" she responds as she pulls your trousers down. She walks away with your clothes, leaving you in your baggy boxers in the middle of the ring. You awkwardly try to cover yourself while blushing. These underpants don't leave much to the imagination. The announcer unfolds another piece of paper and calls out the name.